With the system traveling through time, the queen always becomes a mother painlessly

As the wedding procession got closer, everyone saw Shang Yue riding on a white horse.

That's what the groom is wearing.

"Who is the man on the white horse? Why is he wearing a groom's attire?"

"He is so handsome. I have never seen such a handsome man in my life."

When someone nearby heard this, he immediately scolded, "What are you talking about? Didn't you see the dragon on his red wedding dress? Who else could it be?"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It's actually the Emperor. The Emperor has come to welcome the bride in person."

"Look at the emperor, it's the emperor."

"The one on the white horse is the emperor."

The people on the street were in an uproar in an instant.

The common people had never been able to see the emperor in their entire lives, but now that they had the chance, they were all extremely excited.

Their emperor turned out to be just as divine as the legend said, with an imposing and noble bearing.

Some of the young ladies sitting on the second floor of Yuelai Inn, especially Lou Xinyue and Chen Xinya, were so jealous that jealousy was almost overflowing from their faces.

Looking at the emperor who was handsome and not as cold as usual, they wished that they were the ones in the wedding sedan.

Fistfuls of copper coins were scattered, and the people on both sides shouted to grab the copper coins.

“Hahahaha…I got it…I got it…”

"I got it too..."

"Wow... I can buy some candy..."

There were also cheers from children.

As the sedan passed by, the people on both sides knelt down in unison, "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, and a thousand years and a thousand years of live the empress..."

As long as the people passed by, they could hear the sounds of kneeling down, and even if they walked far away they could still hear these heart-stirring sounds.

This shows the lofty status of Emperor Shang Yue in the hearts of the people.

As an emperor, the proudest thing is to be loved by the people. Shang Yue's eyes were shining, and his already happy mood became even more intense.

He felt that this would be the happiest day of his life.

Although Nan Yan was in the bridal sedan, she could hear the extremely shocking sounds. She could imagine the exciting scene through the sounds.

All the people bowed down with sincerity.

She seemed to understand the responsibility of being the head of a country.

After circling the capital, the wedding procession first went to the Taimiao on the east side of the imperial palace to worship their ancestors.

The sedan chair stopped and Nan Yan was helped down. She saw a slender hand reaching out to her, a hand she had held countless times.

She placed her hand firmly in his. His palm was broad and warm, and he wrapped her hand firmly in it, making Nan Yan feel safe just like him.

She was led by the man into the Imperial Temple, passing by the ministers of the court, and walked up the steps step by step to the altar. Under the guidance of the sacrificial official, she knelt down with Shang Yue to worship the ancestors and burn incense.

Then he turned around and looked downward, accepting the worship of all officials.

"See your Majesty, long live my Emperor."

"Greetings to the Queen. May the Queen live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

Through the veil, Nan Yan could see the courtiers kneeling below, as if they were bowing down to her in submission. Was this what it felt like to be in a superior position?

No wonder everyone wants to be in this position, even at the cost of sacrificing countless people.

After accepting the worship of all the ministers, Nan Yan was helped into the bridal sedan.

She was so tired that she almost fell asleep in the sedan chair. She was glad that she had eaten more in the morning.

Now we have to go to the imperial palace, to the Cining Palace to pay homage to the Empress Dowager, or you can say, to the hall.

When they arrived at the Cining Palace, Nan Yan could only rely on her perseverance to hold on.

She was helped out of the carriage, holding the other end of the red hydrangea in her hand.

There were quite a few people in the Cining Palace, all of them were members of the clan, including Concubine Jing, Prince Chen, Prince Dongping and others.

Under the guidance of the ceremonial officer, Shang Yue and Nan Yan completed the ceremony.

The Queen Mother looked at the two newlyweds with a blushing face.

Following the ceremonial officer's command, "Send her to the bridal chamber," Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

(The wedding process is purely personal nonsense, please do not delve into it.)

Shang Yuan seemed to be sitting nonchalantly on the chair with an indifferent look, but in fact, his eyes had been on Nan Yan since Shang Yue and Nan Yan entered the hall.

He didn't look away until Nan Yan's figure disappeared at the door. No one knew what he was thinking.

After leaving the Cining Palace, Nanyan was helped into the bridal sedan and sent to the Changle Palace.

Changle Palace is where the empresses of all dynasties lived and is the palace closest to the Emperor's Hall of Mental Cultivation.

When Nan Yan was helped to the bed in the main hall of Changle Palace, she was completely exhausted and her legs were trembling.

The wedding of the emperor and empress is really not something a human being should do.

"Your Majesty, please lift the veil."

Following the nanny's voice, Nan Yan felt a sense of nervousness for no reason. She immediately sat up straight and clenched her fists.

Shang Yue walked over, stopped in front of Nan Yan, and took the jade ruyi beside him. If you look closely, you can see that his hands are shaking slightly.

He was as nervous as Nan Yan.

When the veil was lifted, Nan Yan's face was completely blocked by the tassels.

Shang Yue, who wanted to see his peerless queen: ...

He couldn't see Nan Yan's face at all.

Nan Yan who wants to see Shang Yue in red: ...

She looks no different from someone wearing a veil.

"Please ask the Emperor and Empress to drink the wedding wine."

They each took the wine glass from the red plate beside them, their arms intertwined, and Nan Yan lifted the tassel with her other hand. Now, Shang Yue finally saw Nan Yan clearly, and Nan Yan also saw Shang Yue clearly.

She was as beautiful as he had imagined.

She was as beautiful as she had imagined, but with a hint of evil sexiness.

After the two of them finished drinking, Nan Yan didn't know whether it was because of the wine or his eyes, but her face began to feel hot, and then spread to her ears, with a tendency to spread to her whole body.

"It's done."

The two men's arms then separated.

"Someone, come and take the Queen's phoenix crown." Yan'er must be very tired carrying such a heavy phoenix crown.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The palace maid helped Nan Yan to the dressing table and took off the phoenix crown.

After taking off the phoenix crown, Nan Yan suddenly felt as if a thousand pounds of weight had been removed from her head, and she felt relaxed all over.

"Is your neck uncomfortable?"

"If I wear it any longer, I feel like my neck is going to be broken." Nan Yan said with some exaggeration, but she was really tired.

Nan Yan saw from the bronze mirror that the man’s big hands were placed on her shoulders and began to massage her.

"Now! Are you feeling better?"

Nan Yan nodded.

I have to say, his technique was really good. After a few strokes, the pain in her shoulder was much less.

At this time, a maid came in and said, "Your Majesty, the meal is ready."

She lowered her head and suppressed the shock in her eyes. The emperor was actually massaging the queen. As the legend goes, the emperor really liked the queen.

"Let's go and eat something first."

Shang Yue reached down and directly grasped Nan Yan's hand, pulling her up.

It was almost the evening hour, and the sky outside had already darkened. Not only did Nan Yan not eat anything today, Shang Yue also did not eat.