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On the day of the Zen ceremony, there was no cloud in the sky, which was a rare good weather.

Until the end of the Zen training, Yu Tingwan felt as if he was in a dream. In a trance, he only remembered the sentence "Destiny cannot be rejected, and ministers cannot be without masters."

Looking down from the high platform, you can see that there is no difference between the ministers and ordinary soldiers below. They all have to kneel down and shout long live the mountain.

She lowered her eyes. No wonder the emperor regarded everything as dust. If he looked down at the generals who were unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people every day, he would inevitably feel like he was just playing a chess game.

The wind was strong on the high platform, so she squinted her eyes and saw a man wearing a crown offering sacrifices to heaven and earth not far away. The string of jade beads on the crown obscured his expression.

"Wanwan, come here."

The calm voice filled her ears mixed with the wind, a bit ethereal. Yu Tingwan suddenly opened her eyes wide, and suddenly realized that everything was over.

She should leave this high altar and go to Weiyang Palace under the escort of Lu Bu.

Yu Tingwan looked at the hand stretched out in front of her eyes, and slowly put the cold fingertips into his palm. She wanted to say something, but suddenly she choked on the cold wind. After coughing twice, she followed him through the long steps.

It wasn't until she got into the emperor's chariot that she calmed down. Pei Zhi took off her crown, held her in his arms as usual, slowly stroked her cheek, and asked softly, "Why are you so stunned?"

"Your Majesty, how do you feel when you are on stage?"

Her voice was a little hollow, and her head was buried in his arms, as if she was extremely tired.

"I don't feel anything." Pei Zhi said calmly: "It's just a complicated but necessary ritual."

Changing dynasties and personally ending hundreds of years of national destiny during the Great Zhou Dynasty was nothing more than that.

He was supposed to be an emperor when he was born, and today he just asked Zhao Heng to give up his position honorably.

"If you feel tired every night, you can take a nap." Pei Zhi held her in his arms, covering the figure of the woman in his arms with his wide sleeves.

Lubu stretches along the official road, and there are eighty-one chariots. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are thousands of cavalry in the entourage. The ministers are leading the way, the generals are participating in the rides, and the servants are driving the chariots. The march is slow.

When Yu Tingwan woke up, she suddenly remembered something. She shouldn't have ridden with Pei Zhi today, but after getting off the platform, she was led by him into the car in a daze.

Seeing her pale face, Pei Zhi touched her forehead with concern. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the man in his arms hugging him, rubbing his forehead against his chest, closing his eyes as if he didn't want to speak.

There is everything in Jiaofang Hall, including the lotus sachet hanging in front of the bedstead in Guanjuyuan.

For several days in a row, Yu Tingwan felt like she hadn't woken up even when she opened her eyes. The palace people around her called her the Queen, or just the Empress most of the time. Whenever this happened, she felt dizzy.

The empress had Da Changqiu, Zhongshaofu and Changyu around her to manage many matters. Pei Zhi was not at ease. The palace officials in Jiaofang Palace had personally seen it. Except for Ruyi Ren Changyu, the others were all chosen by him.

There was only one person in the harem, and Yu Tingwan, like Pei Shu, had a lot of free time all day long.

"Why do you wake up so early in the past few days?"

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yu Tingwan turned his head and saw the person wearing a black dragon robe, with a jade pendant around his waist that made a sound as he walked quickly.

"Have you had breakfast?" Pei Zhi's voice was gentle, he hugged her and asked in a low voice, "Why haven't you been feeling energetic lately?"

"I've used it, maybe it's spring sleepiness."

"Wanwan, how about you accompany me to the Xuanshi Hall to approve the seals?"

Yu Tingwan shook his head, "You should often have ministers ask for you these days. I'm not suitable to be around."

"Before, in Prince Wei's Mansion, it was enough for me to be by your side. Now you are surrounded by historians who record your every word and deed. I -"

She didn't finish her words, because she saw the man in front of her had a cold face, lowered his eyelashes and said, "You were riding with me on the day of Zen acceptance, and some officials impeached me."

"Who is talking too much in front of you?" Pei Zhi frowned slightly. He clearly did not allow these rumors to spread to the harem.

"No need for others to tell me, you can guess it just by thinking about it."

"He is a descendant of the Cui family. He has been demoted from the capital." Pei Zhi hugged her and whispered: "I have been too busy recently and can't come back until midnight. I really miss you during the day."

He has been in a good mood every night recently. Yu Ting will subconsciously pester him after falling asleep late at night, and will take the initiative to get closer to him when he is unconscious.

With his arms full of warm and fragrant nephrite, he couldn't even bear to get up for fear of waking her up.

"Wanwan, we are in the inner hall of Xuan. I sent the left and right officials and the eunuchs to wait in the outer hall."

Now there were only two people in the inner hall of Jiao Fang. Pei slowly stroked her hair with his fingers, without any intention of leaving, as if he was determined to ask her to follow him.

"I won't ride with you on the way to Xuanshi Palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Tingwan was suddenly picked up, and in panic, he hooked the person in front of him around the neck. After walking out of the palace door, he didn't see any intention of letting go. His face turned red and he said, "I'm with you, hurry up and get me put it down."

No matter what she said, she was firmly shackled in the man's arms until she caught a glimpse of the cornices of Xuanshi Palace in the distance.

His slightly smiling voice came to my ears, "Wanwan, how about this from now on?"

Lest he still carry her into the Xuanshi Palace later, Yu Tingwan nodded quickly and looked up at him: "Your Majesty, later... I can walk in by myself."

Her ears turned red and she whispered, "I didn't hurt my leg."

Pei Zhi looked at her appearance, couldn't help laughing, nodded and said hello, holding her hand into the palace.

Yu Tingwan saw the eunuch serving beside him, he looked familiar, as if he had been in the palace before.

The eunuchs in Weiyang Palace were originally his people, so it is normal for them to stay and serve him now.

"Your Majesty, what is the name of that chamberlain?"

"Safe."

"He seemed to be in the weaving room." Yu Tingwan said thoughtfully, "I seem to have seen him before."

Pei held the pen and paused. The first time he sent clothes to Yu Tingwan was at Yilan Palace where he ordered Quan'an to go.

He didn't really want to mention it, so Yun Danfeng revealed the matter lightly, "Maybe I remembered it wrong."

Yu Tingwan didn't think much about it and looked at him reviewing the folds. He suddenly frowned and scratched the folds with a cinnabar pen.

As soon as she showed doubts about who had made him unhappy, Pei Zhi handed her the fold.

Yu Tingwan glanced at it. Although she was now living in Jiaofang Palace and had everything she needed for the Great Changqiu period, the ceremony of establishing the queen was still half a month away. It was the Qintian Supervisor who took care of her horoscope and calculated it well. day.

This envelope from Xie Taichang details the etiquette of that day.

Yu Tingwan didn't find any faults in the book. He couldn't help but pursed his lips and said, "What's wrong with etiquette? I'm not very knowledgeable, so why didn't I notice it?"

She doubted herself in her heart. Taichang was in charge of the etiquette of the ancestral temple and was also in charge of the doctors and the Imperial Academy. Xie Taichang was a great Confucian and was well-read in classics, so he could not make any mistakes.

Pei held the tip of his pen and tapped the four words "concubine ceremony". Yu Tingwan was even more surprised. It has always been a mistake for the empress to pay tribute to the emperor after offering sacrifices to the high temple in front of all the officials. What went wrong? ?

"You don't need to bow to me." His voice was calm and he held her hand.

"How can that be done? It's not etiquette."

Yu Tingwan lowered her eyelashes. On the first night in Jiaofang Hall, he had said that she would not be allowed to salute, nor would she call herself his concubine or call him your majesty.

It's okay to do this in private, but you can't do it in front of courtiers.

The King of Wei can be intimate with the princess, but no matter how powerful he is, he is not an emperor. No matter how the ministers feel it is inappropriate, they have no control over the affairs between the King of Wei and his wife.

But if the emperor no longer respects etiquette, the officials may feel that they are betraying the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor, so they will continue to admonish and persuade the emperor.

Yu Tingwan lowered her head, her face turned pale, and her chin was suddenly raised. Pei Zhi stared at her quietly, bent down and kissed the corner of her lips, and said in a calm tone: "So what, the things you and I have done are just one after another. Which one is in line with etiquette?”

"Wanwan, if you are afraid of the censor, you can rest assured." His eyes were heavy, "A group of noisy people, just trying to gain fame by grandstanding."

Most of the noble censors were descendants of noble families. Pei Zhi did not believe that they were risking their lives for the country and the country to anger the king. They were just like the Cui family members who impeached the queen, using the pretense of admonishment to benefit the clan.

"Wanwan neither invites favors nor collects money. She is better than any queen in the past and present. What do they know?" He only felt that the woman in his arms was good at everything. "If those censors from noble families want to die, I will help them."