Deep Palace Conspiracy: My son will sit on the dragon throne and I will be the queen mother

Yuanzhen raised his eyes, took a look at Wan Jin's scenery, and then slowly raised his arm.

Haitang, the personal maid, immediately stepped forward and helped her master get out of the sedan chair.

At this time, Yuan Cheng had also got off the Luan Jia.

The brother and sister stood at the front of the team.

As a princess, she must take a step back in front of the emperor, but Yuan Cheng did not let Yuan Zhen take a step back to show his love and respect for this sister.

This scene fell into the eyes of the two officials of the Ministry of Rites.

The officials took a few steps forward and greeted her, "See His Majesty the Emperor of Beiyan, Princess Yuanzhen."

Calling it a salute, it's better to call it rude. It's just a simple fist-cup salute.

Yuan Cheng nodded slightly, "Thank you, my lords."

"Your Majesty is waiting for you two, please." An official said, making a slight 'please' gesture.

"Zhen'er, let's go." Yuan Cheng glanced at Yuan Zhen and seemed to really love this sister.

Yuan Zhen didn't say much, but still looked disappointed.

In Jinse Hall at this time.

Emperor Yinde was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting on the dragon chair at the top, waiting for the arrival of Yuan Cheng and Yuan Zhen.

Not long after, Xiao Nanzi hurried in and said, "Your Majesty, Emperor Beiyan and Princess Yuanzhen would like to see you."

Emperor Yinde nodded slightly, and Li Fuhai waved the fly whisk in his hand and said, "Your Majesty has a decree to announce the audience of Emperor Beiyan and Princess Yuanzhen."

Such a summons made Yuan Cheng and Yuan Zhen feel very uncomfortable. It seemed that Emperor Yin De did not treat them as guests in the first place, but only treated them as ordinary ministers. This was also a test of Bei Yan's spirit.

Yuan Zhen's expression remained normal, but the fists under the wide sleeves of his robe were tightly clenched.

"Emperor Yuan Cheng of Northern Yan has met His Majesty Emperor Wan Jin. Long live your Majesty. Long live your Majesty."

"Princess Yuanzhen of Beiyan, please see His Majesty the Emperor Wan Jin. Long live your Majesty. Long live your Majesty."

Yuan Cheng and Yuan Zhen both performed the highest etiquette of Bei Yan to Emperor Yin De.

Emperor Yinde, who was sitting on the high platform, was quite satisfied with this scene.

"Give me a seat." Emperor Yinde waved his hand, and Yuan Cheng and Yuan Zhen took their seats on the left and right sides under the golden steps.

After Yuanzhen sat down, he saw the meat and vegetables on the table and rolled his eyes unconsciously. If Wan Jin was so poor, he could really fight.

But with such meager hospitality, it was obvious that Bei Yan didn't take him seriously at all.

"The queen's funeral has not yet come, so the banquet will be kept simple. I have wronged the king and princess of Beiyan." Emperor Yinde raised his glass and said nothing.

Yuanzhen stood up and raised a glass to Emperor Yinde, "Zhen'er has long heard that His Majesty Emperor Wan Jin and the Queen are deeply in love. When we meet today, it is true. With this glass of wine, Zhen'er respects both Your Majesty and the Queen." Empress."

"Zhen'er, what are you talking about? You bumped into Empress Wanjin." Yuan Cheng cursed, but it could be heard from his tone that he still looked doting on his face, and there was no hint of blame.

Emperor Yinde waved his hand casually, "It doesn't matter, I think Princess Yuanzhen is also a sweetheart."

"Thank you very much for your compliments, His Majesty Emperor Wan Jin. Zhen'er also prepared a dance that I would like to present to His Majesty."

Emperor Yinde raised his hand slightly to signal, and Yuanzhen went directly to the side hall to change clothes.

After the dance, Emperor Yin De was very satisfied and nodded repeatedly, but he had no extra words to say.

Yuan Zhen was naturally left behind, while Yuan Cheng headed home directly under the moonlight.

When the brother and sister parted, their eyes were red. Those who didn't know it thought they had such a deep love for each other and how reluctant they were to part with each other.

This scene fell into Emperor Yin De's eyes, full of irony.

Although Emperor Yin De was drunk, he still remembered the agreement with Su Qingyao, held Li Fuhai's arm, and talked about Weiyang Palace.

That night, Su Qingyao was indeed waiting for Emperor Yinde, but Yuanzhen, because she had no status yet, did not sleep with him that night, and was directly arranged to live temporarily in the more remote Xiyun Palace.

At Mao o'clock the next day, Li Fuhai and the palace attendants called out softly outside the Weiyang Palace, "Your Majesty, it's time for you to get up."

Emperor Yinde slowly opened his eyes and saw that Su Qingyao had sat up, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Your Majesty, do you still have a headache?" Su Qingyao did not answer Emperor Yin De's question and helped him get up.

Emperor Yinde pinched his eyebrows, which were still aching, "It doesn't hurt anymore. It's my concubine's way. I prepared a pot of sobering soup."

Su Qingyao was immediately amused by these words. Emperor Yin De did drink a lot of wine last night, and naturally he also drank a lot of sobering soup, including three bowls.

"Your Majesty, you can't just think about the sobering soup. I also gave your Majesty a massage." Su Qingyao said with a smile.

The palace people had already opened the bed curtains. When Emperor Yinde got out of bed, Su Qingyao also got up and got out of bed.

"I remember, today is not the day to say goodbye. Please sleep a little longer."

Su Qingyao took the court servant from Li Fuhai and personally changed Emperor Yinde's clothes, "Yes, today is indeed not the day to say hello, but isn't there a new sister here? I have to meet her today."

"That's fine." Emperor Yinde nodded. Seeing Su Qingyao tying a jade belt for himself, he grabbed her hand directly. "Remember, the status cannot be too high."

"I know." Su Qingyao personally escorted Emperor Yin De out and saw that the children were also obediently carrying their small schoolbags.

Then he sent them directly to the gate of Weiyang Palace.

By the time Su Qingyao had washed herself and dressed up, the concubines had already arrived. They wanted to take a good look today to see what kind of appearance Princess Yuanzhen had that could make Emperor Yin De resist his favor last night.

"Yuanzhen kowtows to the Imperial Concubine, dear sisters." Yuanzhen knelt in the center of the main hall of Weiyang Palace and kowtowed to the Imperial Concubine Su Qingyao.

She was still wearing Beiyan's palace attire, but compared to yesterday's dazzling red, the lilac purple long dress now seemed much more low-key.

Yesterday, Yuan Zhen wore a fairy bun with her head full of pearls. Today, she wore an ordinary butterfly bun with some velvet flowers and a few hairpins. In Wanjin, such an outfit is the most common. She is a talented person. It seems that this princess knows her current identity very well.

"Give me a seat." Su Qingyao pointed slightly at the seat at the back.

"Yuanzhen, thank you, Imperial Concubine." Yuanzhen sat down in an orderly manner, without the arrogance of a direct princess, and with a well-behaved look, it was impossible to find anything wrong.

"Sister Yuanzhen came to Wanjin for the first time. How are you getting used to living there?" Su Qingyao asked politely.

"Thank you, Imperial Concubine, everything is fine with Yuanzhen." Yuanzhen lowered his eyebrows and nodded, looking a little more submissive.

"Sister Yuanzhen, don't be nervous. Since we have come to the palace, we are all sisters." Qiao Chongrong said.