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The prime minister's voice was like a huge bell, echoing endlessly in the empty square.

Every word was clearly heard by everyone present, and people listened quietly to the edict of accession to the throne.

After the imperial edict was read, the court fell into solemnity.

All the court officials knelt down on the ground like a tide, their movements were so coordinated as if they had been rehearsed countless times.

With the sound of fluttering sleeves, everyone performed the awe-inspiring kneeling ceremony in the most solemn and standard posture.

The new emperor, sitting on the high dragon throne, was now scanning with his majestic eyes the ministers who were kneeling reverently below.

This gaze was like a flash of lightning, as if it could easily penetrate all disguises and reach the depths of the hearts of every minister.

The new emperor's dragon robe, embroidered with exquisite golden dragon patterns, shone brightly under the sunlight and candlelight, making him look even more noble and majestic.

Eunuch Song, who was standing aside, was carefully and patiently instructing those courtiers who were attending the court for the first time or whose etiquette was not correct to adjust their kneeling posture.

For a moment, the subtle sounds of the courtiers' clothes rubbing against each other as they knelt on the ground and the soft but clearly audible voice of Eunuch Song's instructions intertwined together, forming a unique court music.

In this solemn atmosphere, everyone even breathed carefully unconsciously.

Every time they bowed down and every time they kowtowed was filled with endless awe and respect for the new emperor.

After the ceremony was over, not too long had passed before Eunuch Huang held the imperial edict and read out the decree to confer the title of queen in his shrill and loud voice.

The sound echoed in the huge palace and was clearly heard by everyone.

At this moment, a group of people slowly walked over from a distance.

Walking in front was the emperor's newly appointed queen.

She was wearing a gorgeous bright yellow dress. The bright color symbolized supreme power and status.

The clothes were carefully embroidered with patterns of blooming peonies. The peonies were lifelike, with layered petals and bright, lifelike colors, as if they would sway in the wind at any time, telling the world about the endless dignity and glory of the new queen.

On her head she wore a dazzling phoenix crown inlaid with countless gems and pearls. As she moved, the crown trembled slightly.

Every slight shake flashed a dazzling light, which was like stars, shining on her exquisite face, making her already beautiful appearance even more solemn and majestic.

She walked towards us step by step, slowly and gracefully.

Every step she took seemed extremely light, yet seemed to carry a tremendous amount of force, as if she left a deep mark wherever she went.

However, despite the heaviness, her steps were still as easy as walking on clouds.

Her beautiful eyes were firm and calm, and her gaze was straight ahead.

That look contains infinite expectations for a better life in the future, as well as relief and liberation from past experiences.

Her figure is graceful, with a slender yet straight waist, as if she can bear the weight of the entire palace, showing a tenacious temperament.

Her right hand gently held a silk handkerchief, which swayed gently with her movements.

The handkerchief was like a breeze blowing across the calm lake, causing tiny ripples and giving people a gentle and graceful feeling.

In this way, Tong Yao finally walked to the side of the emperor, and then slowly sat down with the emperor to accept the worship and blessings of everyone.

The hem of her skirt was like a blooming golden flower, gently spreading out like a dazzling golden cloud.

The clouds sparkled with dazzling light, like a dream, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

I saw her leaning slightly to the side, her figure graceful and elegant, as light and agile as a fairy descending to earth.

Her beautiful eyes looked at the emperor lovingly, and the corners of her mouth raised in a faint smile.

This smile is as gentle as the spring breeze and as bright as the blooming spring flowers.

It seems to contain thousands of words, including admiration and love for the emperor, as well as shyness and expectation deep in the heart, but all these emotions do not need to be expressed in words, just a smile is enough to convey everything.

In the court, all the officials knelt and bowed respectfully once again.

Following the order from the leading prince, the court officials began to slowly bend their knees in unison, as if they had practiced it countless times.

They placed their hands flat on the ground, their foreheads gently touching the cold ground, and their whole bodies showed a humble posture.

Although this ceremony is slightly different from the ceremony when paying homage to the emperor, it is still one of the higher-level rituals.

Every subtle movement contains deep awe and incomparable piety.

Their clothes also swayed slightly with the movements of their bodies, as if even the fluttering of the clothes carried a solemn aura.

At this moment, the bright sunshine just happened to fall on these court officials, casting solemn and dignified light and shadows.

They knelt there quietly, without moving, as if time had stopped at this moment, just to fully show their inner respect for this grand ceremony.

Finally, when all the court officials had finished kneeling, Eunuch Huang, who was standing by, cleared his throat and shouted in his high, loud, crisp and clear voice: "Your Majesty and Your Majesty, please get on the sedan chair, go to the altar to offer sacrifices to the heavens, and go up to the city wall to accept the worship of the people and foreign envoys!"

Eunuch Huang's voice was like a huge bell, echoing continuously in this empty space.

After hearing Eunuch Huang's call, everyone's eyes turned and looked at the two extremely gorgeously decorated sedan chairs not far away. Their eyes were full of anticipation, as if they were eagerly waiting for the emperor and the queen to appear.

For a moment, the whole scene became silent, so quiet that one could even hear the slight rustling sound of the flags blown by the breeze.

The emperor carefully extended his broad and warm hands and gently held the queen's arm.

His movements were so gentle, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world in his hands.

With the emperor's support, the queen slowly and steadily stood up from the gorgeous chair.

At that moment, the emperor's eyes revealed endless tenderness and deep concern, as if the whole world only contained the two of them.