"Holy Lord?"

Emperor Zhao Kai was a little disbelief.

Since ancient times, the highest evaluation of emperors is the Holy Lord.

Emperor Zhao Kai did not expect that the Grand Tutor's evaluation of Su Xuan was so high. Before he became emperor, he concluded that he would be a saint.

"Your Majesty, the old minister will say goodbye first..."

When the Grand Tutor saw that Emperor Zhao Kai did not speak, he bowed and offered to say goodbye.

Zhao Kai did not stop him, but silently stared at the back of the Taifu leaving.

When the Grand Tutor completely walked out of Chengtian Palace, Emperor Zhao Kai waved his hand and asked the palace maid and eunuch beside him to retreat.

I was sitting alone in Chengtian Palace, not knowing what I was thinking.

After a long time, a burst of wanton laughter rang out in Chengtian Palace.

“Hahahahahahaha?!”

"My son of Zhao Kai will be the Holy Lord?!!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Bless our ancestors! Bless our ancestors!!"

"I, Zhao Kai, will also have a Saint King's son?!!"
Chapter completed!