I am the faint king [system]

The empty heat around him suddenly became cooler.

I don't know if it was her illusion, she felt that Yang Qinglian was not so nervous and sweating after she came to her side.

She bit her lip a little aggrieved and said, "Yang Qinglian, I."

Yang Qinglian looked at her, the warmth in her eyes was as soft as the water in spring rivers and lakes.

She asked, "Your Majesty, blame me."

Chu Yue didn't understand what she meant for a moment: "What?"

Yang Qinglian swept towards Minghuang's altar, and said in a loud voice: "My lord, I didn't protect the sacrificial sword and sacrificial text on the altar."

Speaking of this, even she couldn't help but tense up.

Chu Yue looked at Yang Qinglian, who was shorter than herself but shouldered more responsibilities, she was a little firm now, and even the previous panic disappeared.

She looked at Yang Qinglian with trusting eyes: "From the beginning to the end, it's none of your business. It's not your responsibility."

"I don't blame you, I have the responsibility, now we should find a way."

Yang Qinglian didn't say anything, just looked at her.

For some reason, every time she looked at herself like that, it seemed to give her courage in private, making her less nervous.

Chu Yue took a deep breath, she held on to the sacrificial oration without saying a word, and walked to the purple cauldron furnace left by her, Tai, and ancestors.

According to her father's ancestor worship ceremony last time, there must be something in it that she needs to take off.

She stretched out her hand and was about to touch the purple cauldron. Suddenly, there was a trace of cracks in the cauldron, especially the lid. Things melted.

The cauldron cracked instantly.

Chu Yue's eyes shook, she was about to reach out her hand.

But Yang Qinglian grabbed her wrist in mid-air the moment she reached out.

She flew over, hugged Chu Yue, and pulled towards where she was standing.

At this time, the cauldron was smoking, and the contents inside seemed to generate heat after being scalded by the sun's rays.There were bursts of billowing white smoke, as intense as the smoke of a beacon fire, and the smoke was menacing, rushing into the sky.

Suddenly someone shouted from below: "Look, the Ziding is smoking, the Ziding is smoking!"

"How could it be! This tripod has a history of 300 years, and it has never had any problems since it was used by the first emperor, the emperor, the ancestor, and the first emperor."

"Is it possible that the sky does not recognize His Majesty."

"No, it's Taizu. Sacrifice, ancestor, grand ceremony, master, ancestor, ancestor, is it not?"

"Could it be that the Tai and Zu will not recognize the new emperor?"

"This, this is not nonsense."

"It can't be fake. The sky hangs like an elephant, which can predict good or bad luck. This elephant is the most deceptive."

After a series of bombings and doubts, there were people from the beginning, and a group of people have been involved.

Can no longer find the person who started booing.Hidden and submerged in the crowd.All the ministers were shocked and panicked, and even looked at the bright yellow figure standing tall, and many people had a little doubt in their hearts at the moment.

The faces of the royal relatives were even worse, especially those who supported the first emperor's faction, while the other faction was happy.

The foundation of the new emperor was already unstable, so if he makes such a fuss now, I'm afraid it will be a good show.

If something happened to His Majesty worshiping the ancestors, it would prove that she is not the child of destiny.

Once you lose the majesty of the Holy Lord and the blessing of heaven, the fate-like destiny will return.Her prestige in the royal family will decline.At that time, people will be in panic all day long, and it will take a long time.All of them have heart diseases and become copycats.It's getting bigger and bigger.

"Ding—Host, please pay attention, please pay attention! Danger danger alert."

Chu Yue was already mentally prepared. She held the sword in her hand very carefully, not daring to move it, let alone using any more strength.

I was afraid that something would happen to the sacrificial sword in his hand.But the bigger thing happened in Ziding Furnace.

She looked at the thousands of people below, her eyes were dizzy, and she seemed to be able to see the people below gloating, watching a good show, and even a little disappointed.More began to question her.Questioning whether she was meant to be.

Once passed out.Everyone in the world knows.Especially in this ancient times, there are so many people who believe in the destiny.

When the time comes, someone with a heart will take advantage of it, then she won't.

In an instant, she was disturbed again when she had finally stabilized her mind.

It turns out that the man behind the scenes does not intend to sacrifice the sword, let alone the sacrificial oration, but the 300-year-old Ziding Furnace.

But it was like three difficulties hit her head.

Chu Yue took a step back, her waist was suddenly supported by a pair of warm jade hands, and the woman behind her gently pushed on her waist.

She took a step forward in ecstasy.At this step, I feel that I have really faced the whole country.

next moment.

Yang Qinglian stood beside her, facing her, this woman who was as short as her shoulders, she should be petite and protected, but she gently held her hand.Give yourself all the affirmation.

Chu Yue looked at Yang Qinglian's side face, dazed.Sometimes she wondered whether she, Yang Qinglian, would not hesitate to stand by her side and trust herself when everyone in the world stood in front of her and denied her.

But there is no need to think about it.

Yang Qinglian was standing with her on the altar, facing the people of the world, they looked down on all the people below together from high above.No matter what expression or thought they have.Together, it has not affected her heart.

Chu Yue shook Yang Qinglian's little hand, holding her tightly in her palm.Her little hand seemed to fit her palm naturally, just right.She's big enough to wrap around her.

Yang Qinglian's voice came softly: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid."

These words were enough to give her confidence again.

"Weichen, I will protect you."

In the end, it seemed like magic settled her heart.

Chu Yue calmed down, she closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them suddenly, and threw the sacrificial text into the sky, and the scroll of sacrificial text floated out of the Hall of Prayer for Harvests with a gust of wind.

She looked ahead fearlessly, and her voice was as loud and loud as a bell like a drum, and the voice spread throughout the entire palace, stirring and powerful.

"The way of heaven is brilliant, and the way of the earth is clear. Although people are insignificant, future generations will be prosperous."

"At the beginning of the [-] year, on the day of offering sacrifices to the ancestors, the ancestors of the Chu family, more than a thousand descendants of the Chu family met in the Jiangshan Imperial Palace. The text."

"..."

"The Chu royal family has settled here for three hundred years since the founding of the country."

"The first, the emperor, and the ancestors are here. Langui is in harmony, Chunxuan is well, and it is well known in the world. The officials below are just, clean and unselfish, and strict with family education. They are a model for the next hundred officials. I should keep it in mind. I don’t dare to miss the elegant instructions of Xian, Tai, Zu, and Xian Taiguan. Remembering that the palace is gone, thinking that Chunxuan is safe in heaven.”

One by one.That deep voice, strong emotional color.Be calm and confident.

It appeared on Chu Yue's body at this moment.

She is no longer the monarch who was flustered and not yet weak when he saw the vision of the Zilu Ding just now.Or the monarch who sees his ministers questioning, but his emotions are superficial.

Everything changes too fast.

It's so fast that it's hard to compare with the young and mistaken His Majesty just now.It seemed that the person just now was just an illusion.

The present His Majesty is the real Lord of the World!Lord of all officials!

The person who made this situation happen.It is the head of all officials, Yang Qinglian.

At this moment, she is standing with His Majesty.

Climbing the peak that has never been done before, one master and one minister stand on the highest point, looking down at the world.Looking down on everyone, it is extremely sacred and cannot be desecrated.

The courtiers below seemed to see from the historical records that the former Tai and Zu did the same, leading one minister, two ministers, all ministers and generals, and gradually won the hearts of the people and the world.

All the officials gradually withdrew their previous expressions and knelt on the ground in awe: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"The Dali Dynasty has endured for thousands of years and never yielded."

This is the real emperor!

From now on.

Chu Yue was truly recognized.

"Ding——Congratulations to the host!!! Obtained the title of initial stupidity."

Chu Yue was silent.

Ding——The weather and accident just now have already caused a part of the determination with a strange heart.I'm sure you will be a fool in the future.So congratulations to the host for getting the first title.

D.She, Chu Yue, accepted it.

Holding Yang Qinglian's hand, she doesn't want to let go at this moment.

Yang Qinglian's hand was no exception, it never left her palm.

The two hold each other tightly, you don't look at me, I don't look at you.Just look ahead.

It seems to understand the other party's mind.

Chu Yue hooked the corners of her lips, and called softly, "Yang Qinglian."

"Can you call me by my name. Just today."

Yang Qinglian turned her head in shock, "Your Majesty?"

She said without doubt: "Call."

With just one sound, Yang Qinglian also seemed to be nervous, her throat was astringent: "Chu...yue."

Chu Yue laughed a little inwardly. Could it be that calling her name would make Yang Qinglian feel terrified or profane?

She smiled sweetly and shouted, "Qinglian."

Yang Qinglian's eyes froze suddenly, she didn't talk much, let alone now.

Chu Yue looked at her softer and softer, as if the feather was about to fall into the palm of her hand, with a fluffy itchy feeling, scratching people's hearts.

She said, "Thank you."

"Also, I will definitely catch up with you in the future. Don't be left behind by you. Before that, you must accompany me and never leave. Also, I must keep up with you and don't go too far."

More and more worries and orders.She was afraid that Yang Qinglian would run away.

Unexpectedly, the corners of Yang Qinglian's lips gradually rose, "Okay."

Above the Great Court of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, the rumors flowed like a tide, and then the tide receded in an instant.

Come and go quickly.

There are also many people who have very ugly faces in private.

At this moment, if they still dare to say a word, it will be their turn to have the power of life and death, and to exterminate the nine clans.

Even if the purple cauldron furnace emits white smoke.

Anyone who says something stupid now is a dead word.

It was quiet down there, as if no one was standing still.

On the contrary, the expressions of many people in the Baiguan queue couldn't help but relax a bit.

It was still Emperor Xi, standing in front of the altar, he nodded with satisfaction: "No matter how meaningful the cauldron furnace is, it is just a dead thing."

"The one who should really look at it is my heir of the Chu family."

His words didn't specify who he meant, but they had enough prestige to confirm Chu Yue's position in his heart.

When the royal family heard this, their expressions eased a lot.Although they made a mistake, it was only a small episode. The most important thing is whether they can give them an explanation.

And now His Majesty is standing on the altar, looking down on the world, condescending, which is in line with their expectations.Even the originally vacillating position gradually became clear.

From now on.Dali Dynasty.

Chu Yue, she is the emperor whose fate is at stake.

No more doubts.