Shocked! I've become a female-dominated powerhouse!

As Miao Yi slowly walked towards the Jinmu Hall.

It attracted everyone's attention.

After marrying into the family, everything Miao Yi did was witnessed by most people.

There was both apprehension and calculation; this was, in a sense, the first time that Miu Miu had appeared before the public since becoming the Third Princess.

However, as Miao Yi passed by each court official, he could faintly hear some gasps.

Some ministers couldn't help but whisper among themselves, making the once quiet court no longer quiet.

His Majesty, seated on the Phoenix Throne, naturally did not notice anything amiss.

A palace maid immediately stepped forward and whispered in the Empress's ear.

The Empress opened her eyes slightly, momentarily speechless.

However, Miao Yi's mental strength was already very high, and she heard all the whispers.

Miao thought those people were making a fuss over nothing.

They don't have husbands? Haven't they been bitten?

That's really pitiful.

Miao Yi seemed completely oblivious to the whispers and didn't bother to pay them any attention.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Miao Ying bowed respectfully. As the daughter of the Prince of Nanyan, she had been exempt from kneeling since childhood; otherwise, Miao Ying... wouldn't have knelt.

The Empress looked at the composed Miao Yi, a complex expression flashing in her eyes. She tried to ignore the marks on Miao Yi's neck... they were red; she must have bled back then...

Is her third son already this fierce...?

The Empress coughed lightly: "Rise, Third Princess Consort. What brings you here today?"

The other ministers kept their eyes down and tried their best to ignore the wound on Miao Yi's neck.

"I want the title of Princess of Nanyan." Miao Yi didn't even look at what the other ministers thought; she stated her demand directly.

Although there are a lot of people and things to do here, it doesn't really matter.

As soon as Miao Yi spoke, the entire court became eerily quiet, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Seemingly unable to believe what they were hearing, they all looked at Miao Yi, wanting to see what she meant.

The First Princess and the Second Princess also looked at Miao Yi with surprise, as if this sentence was more surprising than the bite mark on her neck.

Upon hearing this, the Empress's sharp eyes turned somewhat deep. She narrowed her eyes, exuding an oppressive aura.

One of the ministers, having received something, immediately spoke up:

"Third Princess Consort, what do you mean by this? What do you mean by asking for the title of Princess Consort of Nanyan? Have you considered the Third Prince?"

"That's absolutely right! What does the Third Princess take our Third Prince for? To be summoned at will and dismissed at will?"

"Since the Third Princess Consort has already married into the Third Prince's family, she should know that the position of Lady of the Heir Apparent is out of your reach! Your intentions are so obvious and blatant! No matter what the Third Prince is like, he is still the Third Prince of our dynasty!"

"..."

The ministers spoke with such force that their spittle seemed capable of drowning a person.

Looking at the suddenly agitated officials, Miao Yi was a little confused. What did her desire for the title of Lady of the Heir Apparent have to do with her husband?

One of them was spewing particularly foul language; she looked familiar, like some kind of high-ranking official? Someone she had hurt before.

His resentful look made it seem like he could talk the idiot to death.

"The Third Princess Consort desires the title of Heir Apparent, such disloyalty and injustice are unbenevolent! You speak so freely, but have you considered how our Third Prince will face the world and live in the eyes of others? Furthermore, the Third Princess Consort is a son-in-law, and divorce is an option! You still bear the marks of the Third Prince, yet you act like this, aren't you afraid of the world's scorn and contempt for the Third Prince? The Third Prince is so noble, yet you can just let him go on your own!" The Minister spoke with unrestrained fervor, his personal grudges evident in his words.

"I want my position as the Lady of the Heir Apparent! Why are you all talking about other things? What does this have to do with my husband?!"