When the Alluring Queen opened her eyes, all the kings in the world knelt down

Kneeling outside, Jiang Jingyue's body shook slightly when she heard this, and the blood on her face faded a little bit. She couldn't believe what she heard.

Her prince had just married, and there was not even a formal wedding ceremony. The emperor...he asked her to kneel down with the prince to copy the "Tao Te Ching" for four hours every day?

Why is this?

Why is it?

Why does the emperor love Yan Li so much? Is Yan Li really more important than the prince?

It's ridiculous, too ridiculous!

"Ye Qi!"

Outside the palace gate, a young man dressed in the uniform of the Imperial Guards came in and knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty!"

"Send some people from outside Fengyang Palace to work in three shifts to guard Fengyang Palace closely. Except for the palace maids and female doctors arranged by me, no one else is allowed to step into this place!"

"I obey your order!"

Emperor Zhaocheng warned: "If this happens again, I will take your head!"

"Yes!"

Emperor Zhaocheng turned his head and looked at Yan Li lying on the bed. A trace of heartache flashed across his eyes. With such a frail and thin body, how could he withstand the means of the palace?

The harem is a place where people are eaten.

He couldn't imagine how Yan Li would be treated in the future if he didn't take care of her.

Emperor Zhaocheng closed his eyes and thought for a while: "Xiao Changhai, draft an edict today to confer Yan Li the title of Fengyang Duke, add the first-rank title, and treat him the same as a legitimate duke."

"Your Majesty!" The queen was shocked and looked up at him in shock and anger, "This is against the rules! Why does Yan Li enjoy such great honor! Is it because she is Jiang Yi's daughter? Jiang Yi is dead, Your Majesty, Jiang Yi is dead-"

Snap!

Emperor Zhaocheng raised his hand and slapped him: "Shut up!"

The queen fell to the ground fiercely, her phoenix hairpin fell off, her hair scattered all over the ground, she lay on the ground in a daze, almost unable to believe what was happening in front of her.

A Yan Li made the emperor crazy, crazy enough to attack her, the empress of the harem, crazy enough to punish even his own son, crazy enough to pretend that Jiang Yi was still in his heart and eyes after so many years!

Jiang Yi, that bitch, deserves death, why should Yan Li, the little bitch, be left to harm them?

Emperor Zhaocheng closed his eyes and restrained his uncontrollable emotions: "Get lost."

The queen was stunned, and a sense of sorrow and hatred arose uncontrollably in her heart. If before this, she just disliked Yan Li, and when she saw Yan Li, she thought of Jiang Yi many years ago, and she would never let Yan Li marry the prince, then now, she wanted to get rid of Yan Li immediately.

This little bitch must die!

She stood up stiffly, adjusted her hair, tried to maintain the queen's pride, and then turned around and walked out of Fengyang Palace without looking back.

The maids and palace servants who followed her knelt outside the palace door, each of them was so frightened that they were silent, and the female doctors in the palace all knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

There was a dead silence inside and outside the palace.

It was not until the queen left Fengyang Palace with her people and knelt in the outer hall that Jiang Jingyue came back to her senses from her dream. The blood on her beautiful face faded and turned pale as paper.

The emperor beat the queen?

For an orphan who had been living under someone else's roof for so many years, the emperor actually beat the queen in the outer palace?

"Yan Li." In the inner hall, the emperor's anger eased a little, with a bit of soothing meaning, "You don't have to care about what the queen said, and you don't have to care about the prince's affairs. Your engagement is cancelled, and from now on his affairs have nothing to do with you."

"I don't care." Yan Li lowered his eyes and said in a light tone, "Since the emperor has made me a duke, can the title be given to me myself? I don't want the title of Fengyang."

Emperor Zhaocheng was curious: "Then you want What title do you want?"

"Nanyang." Yan Li said calmly, "Duke of Nanyang."

Emperor Zhaocheng didn't think much about it, turned around and told Xiao Changhai: "Change the title to Duke of Nanyang, do you hear me?"

Xiao Changhai leaned over and responded: "I'll remember it."

"In addition to the crown prince, I have six sons, all of whom have been given the title of prince." The emperor looked at Yan Li and asked her opinion gently, "Girl Li, do you want to marry?"

Marry a prince?

Yan Li thought that the other princes were secretly competing for the throne, and Mu Xiuhan's throne might not last long, so she didn't want to get involved.

Besides, she didn't like those princes.

After a moment of silence, Yan Li said calmly: "I want to marry the Ninth Prince."

Emperor Zhaocheng was stunned: "Ninth Prince?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

Ninth Prince Mu Cang is the god of war of the Mu Kingdom. He is the ninth younger brother of the emperor. He is much older than Emperor Zhaocheng and is only 24 years old.

Although Mu Cang is young, he went to the battlefield at the age of 14 to gain experience. At the age of 16, he led troops alone. At the age of 18, he quelled the civil strife in the Mu Kingdom. In the twelfth month of the same year, he led troops to the border and guarded the border for three years. He protected the border city as solid as a rock and blocked the ambitious cavalry of the Jin Kingdom from entering the country.

Long-term immersion in the battlefield has caused him to have no chance to get married. Two years ago, Emperor Zhaocheng issued seven imperial edicts to call him back to settle his marriage. Unfortunately, this Ninth Prince is a cold man. He never pays attention to the noble ladies of the imperial capital. He is as noble as a nine-day crane.

"The Ninth Prince is a legend in the Mu Kingdom." Yan Li lowered her eyes and said, "If I marry him, no one will dare to bully me in the future."