A Guide to Raising your Natural Enemy

Chapter 102

102. Things About Being an Empress, Part 1

Edgar's enthronement ceremony was very grand and broadcasted live on the entire star network.

The enthronement was held in the imperial palace. On this day, the gates of the imperial palace were opened wide, and all the roadsides were practically packed with uniformed imperial guards. Outside the imperial palace, many people had gathered together with flowers in their hands; they were coming to bless Edgar.
　　
When a member of the imperial family ascended the throne, they always allowed the masses to watch it from outside the imperial palace.
　　
When the Prime Minister of the Empire changed, there would basically be some people who raised a ruckus and came up with something, and usually, they would demonstrate as well. But when the Emperor changed people, there had never been such things. At most, everyone was talking about the clothes and jewelry of the imperial family online.
　　
And this time, Shu Shu still performed perfectly—the cramming he had done before ascending the throne was not in vain!
　　
Walking beside Edgar while leading the two children along, Shu Shu looked very solemn and graceful yet with a face that still looked a bit too young and tender until now . . . .
　　
"The empress is so cute!"
　　
"The two princes are cuter. Look at their serious little faces, very solemn, ha ha ha."
　　
“The empress leading his two children is totally like him leading two younger brothers, ah. I wonder how he maintains his skin."
　　
“He doesn’t need skin care. To begin with, he’s still young, only twenty."
　　
“Only twenty, ah . . ."
　　
. . . . . .

The netizens stared at Shu Shu admiringly; only twenty years old, ah. Many of them were still attending school when they were twenty years old, but the empress had already done a lot of things.
　　
Thinking of it this way, they were generous with their praises for Shu Shu.
　　
After Shu Shu had gone through the whole process of the enthronement ceremony, he collapsed on the sofa, eating and reading the news on the Internet with brows raised in delight and eyes laughing.
　　
So many netizens were praising him. It could clearly be seen that he was really awesome.
　　
Moreover, being an empress was really prestigious, ah . . . . Shu Shu, seeing the people on the star network talking about empress, abruptly thought of the various palace fighting dramas that he had watched together with his former owners.
　　
A lot of women fought with each other; wasn't it just to be an empress? Now he was also an empress . . . . Shu Shu turned around and suddenly fixed his gaze on Edgar, "Your Imperial Majesty, you certainly aren’t allowed to get me a bunch of little daemons (hussy) in the future!"
　　
What were little daemons? Edgar was a little puzzled but soon recalled that Shu Shu seemed to be a daemon. Shu Shu was a daemon, then little daemons . . . . Edgar glanced at the little hamster sitting on the side playing with the toy building blocks. "Whatever you say. If you don't want to give birth, then don’t." He was already satisfied with having two children.
　　
What the hell was this all about?! He was talking about hussy and not about him giving birth! Shu Shu glared at Edgar.
　　
Edgar was perplexed and did not understand why he was glared at. He had not said something wrong, had he?
　　
Anyway, Shu Shu only asked a question because he suddenly remembered the palace fighting story, and he did not care about asking anything else. So he just took some food out of his food pouches and started to crunch on it.
　　
The little hamster glanced at Shu Shu and took out some food from his mouth just like Shu Shu did and then started to crunch on it.
　　
Watching Shu Shu and the little hamster eat happily, the little snake was depressed. He had no food pouches, so he could not carry any food on his body. As it happened, he was also hungry after having played around for a while . . . .
　　
This poor child . . . . Edgar called someone and had the man bring a platter of meat.
　　
This meat was prepared for the little snake to eat and had not been minced. Each piece was a one-centimeter square, and the little snake ate it one by one with a fork.
　　
The little snake immediately ate the meat happily. As he ate, the little hamster slowly walked over, and then the meat on the plate began to diminish rapidly, and after a while, more than half of it were actually gone . . . . The little hamster definitely couldn’t eat so much; presumably, he put all those meat in his food pouches.
　　
". . ." Edgar was speechless and then had someone bring another platter of meat.
　　
When Chris and Ian came in from the outside, they saw their two grandsons sitting there eating meat cubes, looking extremely cute with their bulging cheeks.
　　
The two men’s eyes lit up, and Ian directly went towards the little hamster. "Gary, aren’t you tired of eating meat? Do you want to eat something else?"
　　
"And Fred, do you want to drink water?" Having asked the little hamster, Ian also asked the little snake.
　　
Gary? Fred? Shu Shu automatically turned his gaze toward Edgar—what was this all about?
　　
". . ." Edgar was silent for a moment before saying, "I asked you before what names you would give to the children. You said whatever the names were, it’s okay as long as I gave them names. Then I asked you again, and you said it’s good." His sub-beastman really stood out from the masses. Other sub-beastmen grew a flower pot and had to give it a name. And his sub-beastman?