Ye Xinyan, hearing the emperor's rebuke, quickly composed herself, bowed her head, and waited for the subsequent development of events, constantly reminding herself: This was ancient society, and the very presence of a woman here was extremely rare. Sometimes, an entire dynasty might not witness such a scene even once.
And what she aimed to accomplish was to bring a piece of legislation from a thousand years later to this era, which naturally posed a great difficulty. She had never expected it to be easy. The prostrate posture she assumed now was merely a minor overture, hardly anything of significance.
The emperor looked at Ye Xinyan in silence. Several powerful princes and ministers also remained muted, further weighing down the atmosphere.
Observing the submissive and cautious woman kneeling below, the emperor almost wondered if she had bound her knees with thick waddings of cotton, which allowed her to remain so composed and unconcerned.
