This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

The riding and shooting range is located in an open field in the north, with all kinds of weapons and strict security measures.

Even so, the entourage has been streamlined, and it is still a large group of people.

Apart from bringing Yan Zhen in, Li Chen threw all the other attendants out of the arena. Once the door was closed, it was much cleaner.

The two of them walked slowly along the grassy path of the racecourse.

Yan Zhen led two horses over, seeing that they didn't intend to ride immediately, he followed them far behind.

Li Chen reached out and tugged at Song Chunjing's clothes, only to feel that although the satin surface was slippery, it was many times worse than the skin.

Song Chunjing glanced at him, then stretched out his hand.

Li Chen held that hand contentedly, looked at the strangely shaped clouds in the sky, and said, "Next spring, we will tour the south, let's go together. The clouds in the south in spring are not like the clouds in the north, and there must be a rain inside."

Song Chunjing smiled and nodded.

Li Chen thought of Song Chunjing in the small courtyard under the moon that night in Luoyang. That scene was engraved in his heart and became the deepest memory.

"That night in Luoyang, peonies were in full bloom. I didn't see any dancing girls, noses or eyes. I just looked at you." Li Chen said.

"That's really a pity." Song Chunjing said.

"..." Li Chen: "It's not a pity."

Song Chunjing looked ahead, his eyes were filled with dew, and the soft light of morning kept flashing.

Li Chen glanced at him and asked, "You really think so?"

Song Chunjing paused, and then his face naturally relaxed, and he said softly: "You are the emperor, just like that night in Luoyang, you don't need to say anything, since there are people competing to present you beautiful women with jewelry, I understand, it's not too big Take it to heart."

"Don't worry about it?"

Li Chen read a line from his words, and said in a low voice, "You are generous."

The temperature was slowly rising, and the slow walk was already hot, so Li Chen took the horse and went up first.

This horse was indeed a special offering from the Western Regions. Its eyes were piercing, its hair was black and shiny, its tendons and flesh were ready to protrude, and its nose was snorting.

Li Chen stretched out his hand towards Song Chunjing, Song Chunjing pulled him back and got on his horse with his strength.

The tall horse was one in a million, and his eyes widened immediately.

Li Chen wrapped his arms around the predecessor's waist and urged the horse to move forward slowly. The wind brought up some wind, which was very pleasant to blow on his face.

After a while, he glanced at the predecessor who was looking into the distance, and said solemnly: "Even if you don't care about it, I still want to explain it clearly."

Song Chunjing focused his eyes and turned his ears slightly.

"There are many evils in the south, and it depends on you to save my life. You are not only my benefactor, but also my... the person I like."

Li Chen glanced at his arm, "But I can't ignore all people in the world. I want both the throne and you."

Song Chunjing listened quietly, and Li Chen let out a sigh of relief, "The throne is easy to talk about, and you just need to be kind, but you are different. I am always worried about what I did to make you angry."

Song Chunjing's eyes flickered, and there was an inexplicable expression in the blink of an eye.

Li Chen carefully observed his subtly changing expression, he took a light breath, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you might think I'm bad and regret it again."

The next moment, Song Chunjing turned his hand back and held it in the generous palm on his waist.

"will not."

He said: "Now that you have decided, you will not regret it."

Li Chen opened his eyes slightly, staring at his smooth side face and the fine hair hanging by his ears that brushed his ears from time to time.

Song Chunjing paused for a moment, then lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips: "I always knew in my heart that you are different from ordinary people. You are the emperor. You have the world to consider and the overall situation to weigh. I will not be angry because of this."

Li Chen stared intently at the curve of his lips.

Song Chunjing patted his hand on his waist lightly, and Li Chen relaxed a little, before he continued: "Since the day I was with you, I have already figured it out. Whether it is the Sixth Court, or whether the courtiers want your descendants to be full, I will accept it."

He lowered his head slightly, revealing a slender neck, allowing the sun to shine on it with a layer of transparent light, giving him a cold and gentle look.

With a movement of his gilded lips, his smile became a little more obvious: "If you feel sorry for me, just keep this account in your heart and treat me better."

Li Chen was speechless for a moment, but he felt both sore and warm in his heart, as if his whole heart had been ripped out.

He steered the horse forward, sat behind Song Chunjing and half embraced him, with his chest tightly pressed against his straight back.

"I should have told you a long time ago," Li Chen leaned forward, leaned on his shoulder, and said softly, "There may be Sangong Sixth Courtyard, but they are not worth a single finger of yours. Never touched anyone else."

Song Chunjing's eyes slanted slightly, and he pursed his lips into a smile. Li Chen gritted his teeth and couldn't help but say, "You don't believe me?"

"Trust." Song Chunjing said immediately.

Li Chen reached under the hem of his clothes and touched his thigh through his trousers. Song Chunjing took a look and didn't stop him immediately.

Li Chen touched a few and enjoyed it, "When the concubine enters the palace, you are not allowed to be angry, I will arrange everything."

Song Chunjing was silent for a few breaths, "Okay."

Li Chen stared at the look in his eyes, and said, "At most, it's a matter of raising a few more people, so that the courtiers can shut up and their ears will be much cleaner."

"I know." Song Chunjing said, and then smiled again.

"why are you laughing?"

"Nothing." Song Chunjing said.

Li Chen: "You don't believe me, do you? You're still teasing me."

Song Chunjing smiled back, and his long eyelashes pressed against his thin eyelids, blocking most of his vision.

He looked down at the black mane on the top of the horse, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "The emperor should take it as his responsibility to prolong the descendants. Only when the descendants are prosperous can the country prosper."

The black horse went to the armory and passed by the shed, Li Chen pulled the reins.

The horseshoes stopped and stopped moving forward, hanging down their long necks to pick up grass seeds on the ground.

The large area under the arbor is dense, the air is a little damp, and the wind blowing is cool, refreshing and pleasant.

Li Chen looked at his lowered brows and eyes, and the shadow cast on his face by the bridge of his straight nose.After a while, he also laughed silently, and a deep voice rang out: "I am not the only descendant of the Li family. The palace can easily grab a handful of them. Now that King Li is dead, if you teach them well, any of them will be good."

This was unexpected, Song Chunjing suddenly looked up at him.

Eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

Li Chen looked at this expression that was hard to see in a century, and secretly smiled in his heart, his face was still tense, "What are you looking at? Since I say it, I will do it, unlike some people who talk nonsense , It’s totally different from what you think in your heart.”

Song Chunjing still stared at him, not knowing what to feel for a moment.

Li Chen waited for a while, finished enjoying the surprised gaze, and then raised his eyebrows to look at him, "Don't Imperial Physician Song praise me?"

Song Chunjing opened his mouth, and his lips seemed to be coated with a layer of warm orange glaze under the sun. Before he could speak, Li Chen said, "It's better not to exaggerate, just reward me."

After speaking, he leaned forward and kissed the warm lips lightly.

On August [-]th, the day of the election, the enthronement ceremony, which had been prepared for a full month and a half, finally arrived.

As soon as the midnight arrived, the salute outside was ready, and the first deafening sound was made.

Countless waiting people opened their doors and windows and looked up at the bright sky. The children clamoring to watch the fireworks woke up from their sleep and ran to the streets. Countless people cheered together. stop.

At the ugly time, all the officials from the Ministry of Rites were in place, and Zhao Yicai was in front of the Qinzheng Hall, dressed in a uniform for singing newspapers and awarding seals.

He stepped forward and asked politely: "Director Yan, where is the emperor?"

Yan Zhen bent over to him, and replied: "Just took a rest."

"It's already ugly, why are you taking a rest now?"

Yan Zhen: "Yesterday, I was too late to critique papers. My stomach hurt and I ate some late-night supper, and I got better. I'm busy and clean, and it's the end of the day."

"Why does the emperor suddenly have a stomachache?" Zhao Yicai asked, and then he remembered that the emperor summoned the imperial physician every three days, and there were rumors that he was not in good health, so he deliberately asked: "What is the emperor's illness?"

It should be lovesickness, Yan Zhenxin said.

He sighed heavily: "In the early years when I went south, the cold air invaded my body, and there were many root causes of the disease. I can't tell what is more serious at the moment, and I can't say when I fell ill."

"Oh..." Zhao Yicai nodded slowly.

"Then let's rest a little longer," he said.

The dark night sky makes the fireworks shine as clear as day, and the Chunjiao Temple is located in front of you like a giant in the middle of the mountain.

The corner dovetail structure of the palace is staggered, strong and smooth, and the staggered wood grain is faintly displayed.

Inside, Li Chen was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and the sound of fireworks kept ringing in his ears. If he found a gap, he could hear a slight breathing sound, like a mayfly climbing water, very clear and shallow.

With the bright light, he opened his eyes and looked at the person next to him.

Song Chunjing closed his eyes lightly, lying on his back in a relaxed manner, his lips and profile were not as vivid as usual, but a soft and relaxed appearance.

Fell asleep.

This is also able to sleep, Li Chen listened to the non-stop sound outside, and sincerely admired it from the bottom of his heart.

Maybe it's too tired.

He recalled Song Chunjing just now, and found that as long as he drank some wine, his drunken eyes would be full of desire for himself. This feeling is really good.

Song Chunjing, who was drunk, moved more freely and shouted more wildly, completely different from his usual appearance.

Li Chen's Adam's apple twitched, and he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva that didn't exist.

After a while, he sat up, picked up the tea that was drying on the bedside table, and drank it.

Yan Zhen heard the commotion outside, and immediately asked through the door: "Your Majesty, it's time to get up, and at Yinshi at the latest, I have to go to the Temple of Heaven to offer incense and pray for blessings."

Li Chen closed his eyes and subconsciously looked at Song Chunjing.

Song Chunjing frowned, and opened his eyes with an extremely ugly expression.

The thunderous fireworks couldn't wake him up, but Yan Zhen's words woke him up.

"What time is it?" he asked.

His voice was hoarse as if stuffed with a handful of rough sand.

Outside, Yan Zhen continued to ask for instructions: "Your Majesty?"

Song Chunjing struggled to sit up, Li Chen stepped forward to help him, and could only say, "It's almost time."

Song Chunjing was stunned for a while, and then let out a long breath in his heart, "Don't sleep anymore, the emperor will start to prepare."

Seeing that he was awake, Li Chen called Yan Zhen in a low voice.

Yan Zhen waited by the door with his ears pricked up, only waiting for this sound, and immediately ordered people to bring the dress and accessories that had been prepared into the inner room as soon as he heard it.

Li Chen stretched his limbs and stood still. Everyone dressed and dressed one by one, while Song Chunjing leaned on the bedside to watch.

Look at him wearing a robe with five-clawed dragon pattern, look at him putting on a gold embroidered end cap, a wide ribbon of black gold silk embroidered with Suzhou embroidered around his waist, and a long pendulum palace sash with tassels and purple jade beads hanging down.

The dragon robe was tailor-made for him, and there was no inconsistency in the shoulders, back, and waist. It properly wrapped the powerful muscles and evened out the aggressive lines.

The five-clawed golden dragon on the chest is entrenched in the clouds and glaring, adding sufficient majesty to the mountain-like emperor, and the aura around him is even more majestic and terrifying.

Song Chunjing looked at it for a while, then turned his eyes and stared at the red ear on the top of the bed in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.

After Li Chen finished dressing, he moved close to him and waved his hands in front of his eyes, pulling his gaze and thoughts back, "You wait for me in the bedroom. When the sacrifice is over, someone will pick you up and go to the Temple of Heaven to watch the ceremony."

Song Chunjing was half awake from the wine, and felt dizzy just thinking about things, so he answered first, "Okay."

Li Chen stretched out his hand to rub the side of his face, and felt that his fingers touched the smooth satin surface, soft and delicate, slippery without leaving his hands.

He rubbed again, and his fingers left unwillingly.

Song Chunjing reached out to hold his hand, Li Chen looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

"Wait." Song Chunjing said.

He lifted off the brocade quilt that was casually placed on his lap, got up and got off the bed, then bent down, and made a kneeling salute:

"I wish the emperor good health, peace and prosperity."

The clear voice was muffled on the ground, but it still clearly reached Li Chen's ears. He couldn't help laughing, "Get up."

He pulled Song Chunjing up and straightened his loose underwear. The two faced each other, and he smiled and said, "You also need to be healthy, and then accompany me to watch Guotai Minan."

Song Chunjing pursed his lips, staring at him with eyes shining brightly through the sunlight like a kaleidoscope, very dazzled.

He took a step forward without taking his eyes off, Li Chen stood still, and the two got closer.

"Okay." Song Chunjing stepped forward and hugged him.

The auspicious time is getting closer, if you don't leave, I'm afraid it will be delayed, Yan Zhen has no choice but to remind in a low voice: "Your Majesty, all the officials are in place, it's time to leave."

Li Chen nodded and said to Song Chunjing, "Take a break."

Song Chunjing looked at him and smiled, his eyes became narrower and clearer: "Okay."

Li Chen followed Zhao Yicai to the Temple of Heaven, and was driven all the way in a sedan chair. All the palace people who passed by kowtowed three times and kowtowed nine times, bowing reverently to the new monarch.

Li Chen sat tall in a luxurious sedan chair, the hanging silk sash folded with Shu brocade and dragon patterns fluttered gently in the wind, occasionally revealing a bit of the thick and slanted sword eyebrows of one of them.

Zhao Yicai followed quickly all the way, reminding in his mouth: "When we arrive at the main hall, the sedan chairs will not stop, and all the officials will go to the Temple of Heaven. After arriving at the Temple of Heaven, the emperor needs to hold incense in both hands and go up to the Temple of Heaven. Ci, and finally insert the incense into the square tripod."

After finishing speaking, he anxiously confirmed: "Does the emperor still remember the prayer?"

Li Chen didn't say much, and let out a deep "hmm".

Zhao Yicai breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "When you get down from the Temple of Heaven to accept the worship of all the officials, the emperor just needs to say, 'Everything is flat', and then drive back to the palace, and go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to accept the worship again."

Li Chen asked, "Is it time for the queen to come out?"

Seeing that he still remembered the process, Zhao Yicai felt relieved, and did not mention all the details, just said: "Yes, the queen came out of the Phoenix Luan, and stood with you in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony to accept the Empress Ceremony, and then walked down the dragon pattern together. Steps, standing on the stage to receive the ceremony of all officials."

"En." Li Chen responded in a low voice again.

He sat in the sedan chair, looked at the bustling scenery outside, listened to the gun salutes, and thought of the people in Chunjiao Temple.

He stretched his hand slightly to spread out the wetness in his palm, he thought about it for a while, his face suddenly softened, and he exhaled lightly.

Finally a smile came out.

In the Chunjiao Hall, Song Chunjing was stunned for a while with a splitting headache, found some medicine and took it himself, and finally healed up.

He couldn't sleep, so he got up and stood by the window, watching the fireworks in the distance through the half window.

At that time, the sky suddenly brightened, and the sound of the salute became more and more deafening.

Song Chunjing looked at the direction of the Temple of Heaven in the distance, smiled unconsciously, and thought: It's time to pray for blessings at the Temple of Heaven.

After a quarter of an hour, the sound of the salute gradually stopped, and the morning light completely enveloped the fireworks, swallowing the brilliance, and only the sound was heard.

Song Chunjing estimated in his heart that it was time to go back to Luan to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to accept the worship of all the officials, so he stretched himself and went to find his clothes.

The official uniform I wore yesterday was a mess, and it has already been cleaned. Fortunately, I don’t have to wear ordinary official uniforms today because I am wearing the court uniform sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The dress had already been prepared and stacked on the hanger, Song Chunjing picked it up and took a look at it, feeling a little strange.

To say it is simple is not simple, and to say it is grand is not grand,

It must be said that it is a bit like the middle shirt of a prosperous dress.

However, it is not very common for an emperor to ascend the throne, and the worship dress may only be worn once in a lifetime. Song Chunjing didn't think much about it, and put it on after a few rough glances.

The inner room was already well insulated from light, and there was a layer of dark window paper. At this time, the lights were also turned off, so Song Chunjing did not see the large dark pattern of the phoenix behind his clothes.

Yan Zhen held the red sandalwood inlaid gold carving tray covered with Ji Gai, and knocked on the door.

Song Chunjing opened the door, and Yan Zhen immediately said in a hurry: "It's late! Mr. Song quickly get on the sedan chair with the slaves, the emperor has already accepted the worship of all officials in the Hall of Supreme Harmony!"

It is not too late according to the time, but after all, it is all carried out according to the schedule. The previous step is faster, and this step is earlier. It is not very accurate. After all, it is the first time for the emperor to ascend the throne.

Song Chunjing saw that he was in a hurry, so he quickly followed a few steps, "But did something go wrong with the priest?"

"No, no," Yan Zhen said to him, and explained: "For some reason, the emperor left out a section of the prayer. Fortunately, all the officials couldn't hear it clearly, but the time was shortened a lot."

Song Chunjing said softly, "Ah?"

"Master Zhao said it's okay," Yan Zhen said quickly, "It's not a big mistake."

Song Chunjing heaved a sigh of relief, causing the wind to blow and feel a bit chilly, only to realize that he was actually pinching a handful of sweat in his hands.

Yan Zhen stepped onto the sedan chair to greet him, "Please."

Song Chunjing took a look at the sedan chair, and felt that it was a bit gorgeous and unusual. There were pearls in the octagonal corners, countless exquisite palace ribbons hanging on all sides, and brocade embroidered ribbons layered upon layer to block the scene inside.

Song Chunjing paused, and Yan Zhen urged anxiously: "The ceremony is about to begin, so I don't care about it."

Xu Shi Shengjia returned to Luan, and carried Luanjia directly for convenience. He turned his head to see Yan Zhen's anxious expression, and he didn't care too much, and sat down with his head down.

Outside, Yan Zhen breathed a long sigh of relief, the anxiety on his face disappeared, and he commanded in a confident voice: "The Hall of Supreme Harmony."

Luanjia lifted up, and the embroidered curtains on all sides swayed lightly, revealing Song Chunjing who was sitting inside arranging his collar.

He tidied up his clothes and sat quietly in the sedan chair, thinking of the emperor who was worshiping in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he couldn't help showing a smile.

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Hundreds of musical instruments, such as dragon drums, horns, and tiger bells, sounded in unison, making people's ears numb.

"Long live my emperor—"

After all the officials performed three kneeling and nine kowtowing rituals, the loud and clear voice still echoed non-stop.

Zhao Yicai was dressed in a formal dress and a gold-rimmed felt hat with a high crown. Standing at the foot of the steps closest to the emperor, she said loudly: "Today, Song's family is in the world. I hope you will rule the harem inside, and I will bow outside. Wang Hua, all parties look up to the imperial dynasty..."

All the officials stood diligently, leaned forward slightly, and listened respectfully.

Beside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Feng Luan stopped aside, but the congratulatory speech was not finished, no one dared to look at it rashly.

"Minister, I respectfully invite the queen to be named—"

Zhao Yicai's long and loud voice came: "Hundred officials, kneel—"

All the officials kowtowed and shouted in unison: "Minister and so on, I respectfully invite the queen—"

Song Chunjing listened to the loud shouts outside, and looked at the people in the center of the Hall of Supreme Harmony through the curtain.

Li Chen was looking at him, the sharp lines on his side face were deep and obvious, his eyes were like deep abyss, and he looked at him silently and resolutely.

Song Chunjing's heart skipped a beat.

Yan Zhen lifted the red cloth on the tray, lifted the neatly folded outer shirt and shook it.The golden light is dazzling, the satin surface is silky, and the delicate and prosperous embroidery patterns climb from the back to the hem of the clothes, and suddenly spread their wings against the wind.

The phoenix holds the pearl, and it takes off in a few days.

Yan Zhen carefully held it in the crook of his arm, bent over, and asked through the curtain: "Master Song, the villain offended you." Yan Bi entered the Luanjia with the Queen's dress in his hands.

Song Chunjing frowned and looked at him, his eyes were still calm but half puzzled.

Before he could react, Yan Zhen knelt on the ground solemnly and respectfully, put the clothes on his shoulders, and reached out to tie the neckband.

Song Chunjing paused, subconsciously dodged back, and stretched out his hand to block it.

The sedan chair is spacious, and it is not a problem to accommodate two or three people. Yan Zhen kneeling on the ground does not appear to be cramped, "Lord Song, the emperor is waiting for you."

Song Chunjing tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the fancy dress on his shoulders, as well as the intricate and delicate patterns behind him.

He felt that the strength of the medicine seemed to be over, and he began to feel a little dizzy and drunk again, but he was extremely clear about the meaning of everything that was happening.

In front of the tall and magnificent Hall of Supreme Harmony, Li Chen stood on the steps, looking straight at this side.

The officials couldn't wait for a long time, and shouted again: "Minister, wait, kneel to welcome the queen—"

Song Chunjing's heartbeat became louder and louder, and his head hurt even more.

There was an unspeakable expression on his face, Yan Zhen became more and more anxious the longer he waited, and for the first time, he could see some panic in his eyes.

Rituals and music sang harmoniously outside, and the supervisors sang and reported one after another.

Yan Zhen anxiously turned her head and raised the curtain to look in Li Chen's direction.

Li Chen pursed his lips, and immediately said to Zhao Yicai: "The queen is not in good health, can I help you?"

Everyone knows that the empress is in poor health. Zhao Yicai didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Of course." He said quickly in an old voice.

Feng Luan had already stopped at the side of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and Li Chen walked straight over.

Song Chunjing looked at his approaching figure through the palace tape gauze curtain.

With the brocade curtain lifted, Li Chen came in with his head down, looking at him wearing a special dress, frowning and sitting motionless in the car.

Yan Zhen retreated silently.

"Why don't you discuss it with me?" Song Chunjing asked.

Li Chen squatted down and stared at his eyebrows and eyes carefully, then lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth, a smile like spring melting ice appeared on his face, softening the lines of his entire face.

"It was a surprise," he said.

Song Chunjing looked at him, Li Chen ignored his obstruction, and stretched out his hand to tie the belt on his clothes, "It's also my heart."

After he finished tying his clothes, he carefully smoothed out every wrinkle in his fine clothes, then reached out and pressed his eyebrows, rubbing them gently.

"Where's the queen?" Song Chunjing asked.

"There is no queen, from beginning to end, there is only you."

Li Chen said: "It has been laid for many years, and now it is finally coming in handy. I hope it can win your favor."

Song Chunjing lowered his eyebrows.

In fact, he had guessed in his mind, starting from the prince's ambiguous sentence of 'there is no queen' before, and few people in the entire East Palace have seen the so-called 'princess concubine'.

This kind of unusualness made him look forward to it irresistibly, but he was afraid that his expectations would fail, so he never mentioned it on his own initiative.

Also, he privately thought that most queens are just like noble concubines, but they are not favored, but he did not expect that there is no such person.

Back then, when the prince rejected the daughter of a high-ranking official and insisted on marrying an orphaned girl from the south of the Yangtze River as the concubine, it was all a play.

A play that sings the prelude in advance for today.

Until today, until this moment, the real curtain was lifted.

"Chunjing'er," Li Chen half-kneeled in front of him, with a devout attitude, "Trust me, love me, and don't leave me."

He looked up at the love in his heart, and said in a deep tone: "Come with me to watch the world be peaceful, watch the sunrise and sunset, and watch the prosperity of the world."

The man standing at the pinnacle of power even trembled a little at the end, with a little pleading "... okay?"

Song Chunjing opened his mouth, but his throat seemed blocked and he couldn't speak for a while.

Li Chen's palm was a little sweaty, and he nervously stepped forward and kissed the corner of his lips, "I will give you everything that is good, whether you want it or what you don't want."

He said in a deep voice: "I hope you can stay with me until old age, until death, and be buried in the imperial tomb after death. You are also my queen."

Song Chunjing looked at the person who was close at hand.

"Boom, boom, boom"

This square of heaven and earth blocked some noisy sounds, and what was finally infinitely amplified was the heartbeat that reached the ears.

"dong dong"

Li Chen smiled, and a pure and shy smile like that of a boy in his first love was added to the face of Emperor Shafa Guojue.

"My heart was beating so fast," he said.

Song Chunjing relaxed, and looked at him quietly with stretched eyebrows.

Li Chen only felt his hand tighten, but he held it instead.

Song Chunjing took his hand and put it on his chest, "Me too."

"Okay," he smiled quietly, and then said solemnly and calmly: "It's settled."

The officials waited for a long time, and finally the emperor and the empress went out of the Luanjia.

"Minister, please pay respects to the Emperor and Empress—"

"May the emperor and empress have a happy marriage for a hundred years—"

"Fusui Ankang—"

……

Li Chen took Song Chunjing to the jade case.

The inspector of ceremonies lowered his head, and respectfully presented the jade book and gold treasure. Li Chen squeezed Song Chunjing's hand a little harder, and then gave him a reminding look. Song Chunjing paused, and stretched out his hands to take the book treasure.

All civil and military officials looked up, wanting to pay their respects to the true face of this 'sick' queen.

But it was too far away, and I could only see that her stature was much taller than that of ordinary women, but her posture and posture were decent, and her temperament was also dignified and elegant.

The one closest to him was Zhao Yicai, but he was old and his old eyes were dim. After a glance, he felt that the queen's dress was a bit different from the past, and it looked not too different from the emperor's dress style next to him.

But it has been delayed for a while just now, and there is still time to proceed to the next step, so Zhao Yicai hurriedly read:

"...I hereby accept the order of the Empress Dowager Tai, and make her the Empress with the Book of Treasures. As the ruler of the same government, I should order her to be in charge of her, and she will be worshiped by Weixin in the ancestral temple."

Song Chunjing held the gold book in his hand and stood quietly on the stage listening.

Li Chen tugged at the corner of his clothes, Song Chunjing looked over, saw him winking at him, and mouthed a question, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Song Chunjing glanced at him, and the aloof emperor restrained his sharpness and coercion, and tried his best to look at him gently.The aura exuded has the power to calm people's hearts, making people unconsciously flatten their eyebrows and relax their whole body.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Li Chen reached out and tugged at the belt around his waist.

Song Chunjing couldn't hold back, his eyelashes trembled, and he smiled slightly.

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