Hua Kun and Yue Tongshan listened to His Majesty's worried words, and thought it was Jiang Guo's affairs that scared His Majesty.
Hua Kun hurriedly reassured: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, this minister and Yue Duwei will cooperate, and they will definitely take good care of the palace and prevent the younger generation from breaking in."
The younger generation of Rong Xiao, Xian didn't feel the pain in her knees at all, and she gave the two a trusting smile, turned her head, and threw everyone out of the palace.
After everyone left, Rong Xian's nonchalant expression collapsed, and the tiredness between her brows was very distressing.
She leaned on the bed, her mind stretched toward the avatar, but found that the avatar was still in a coma, and couldn't wake up within the next two days.
Rong Xian frowned. Fu Yuhuang couldn't wake up, so she didn't know whether Ah Shui had brought people to a safe place.
It seems that it can only be left to fate.
When the first ray of light from the horizon began to dispel the darkness, Jiang Guo.
Ye Qingfeng sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, with a desolate and simple bamboo slip suspended in front of him.
His face was a little pale, and he raised his sleeves and brushed the bamboo slips, and gossip runes appeared in the air.
He stretched out his hand and lightly pressed it on the bamboo slip. The Eight Trigrams Talisman culture was a compass, pointing to an unknown direction.
Ye Qingfeng looked overjoyed, Yuhuang is in Northern Zhao
He stood up, took a step, and the person had disappeared here.
Rong Guo was in Beijing, and before the sun came out, the capital was already full of people.
A big man with extraordinary temperament and luxurious clothes came out of the Pengle Hall, and they were greeted by the guests to the altar one after another.
Wearing a blue robe and wearing a feather crown, the Zhuge Bandit Shi, with a comfortable and elegant temperament, fanned the feather fan in his hand, and rushed towards him with a strong self-confidence. trust him.
Suddenly he looked to the left and said with a smile, "Brother Huaide is here, we haven't talked for a long time."
Qin Huaide, who was wearing a dark red robe and a golden crown on the left, smiled and said, "The bandit stone is joking again, obviously we have been playing chess in the Pengle Hall for the past two days."
Qin Huaide turned the wrench between his lower fingers, and a powerful momentum emerged spontaneously. He raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows with a strong and domineering voice.
"Huide, Bandit Shi, you came early." Yu Jingchen, wearing a moon-white gown, stood under the altar at will, but seemed to be standing above the nine heavens. He has a high level of spirituality, and his eyes are tolerant. He occasionally glances down at the long red dust, and is in charge of all beings. With the nobility and mercy of God, it seems that he will rise from the clouds at any time.
At this time, a woman walked unhurriedly from a distance, her body was icy cold with snow, and even her hair was snow white, her eyes skipped the three people in front of her, and she nodded slightly: " The three brothers are polite."
"Lan Shimei." The three greeted politely.
Lan Ruxue walked gently in front of the three of them, and the four of them chatted warmly in a small circle, no one could get in, and they didn't accept others.
Ning Sanjian, who was sitting firmly on the viewing platform, took his eyes away from the four of them, with a faint sword energy lingering around him, and said, "The younger generations of the four great families are here."
Qin Huaide of the Beihai Qin family ranked ninth on the list. Yujingchen of Xiqi Yujia ranked tenth on the list of people. Lan Ruxue from Nanmiao Lan's family ranked twelfth on the list of people. The Zhuge Bandit Stone of Zhuge's family in Dongshu ranks fifteenth on the list of people.
These are the leaders of the younger generation of the four major families.
Ning Sanjian's side, wearing a Taoist robe, with peaceful eyebrows and a pure breath, Chonghe said indifferently: "You Wuji Jianzong and my Taixuanzong have both come, how could they not come."
This new emperor of Rongguo is a young man in his twenties. Although he is still young for them, he is still a young man of the same generation.
The major forces sent the younger generation this time to be able to talk to the young emperor.
Suddenly, he let out a small yawn, looked at the mysterious man in golden robe who was walking slowly, and said in surprise, "Gu Yelan actually came in person."
Ning Sanjian also looked up at the mysterious man, his eyes full of eagerness to try: "The first person on the list, Gu Yelan, the shopkeeper of Fengbo Building, I really want to fight with him to see how big the gap is between us. ."
Fortunately, Ning Sanjian knew the occasion, so he didn't go up and down the gauntlet.
Chonghe smiled and said, "You should be more peaceful."
He pointed to the disciples of the Three Great Fields who came together and said, "I have already received the news that the new emperor Rong Guo has rejected the five sects, oh no, the four sects at the ceremony of the new emperor Rong Guo's enthronement. I heard that the emperor himself Ordered not to allow them to step into Qianjing to observe the ceremony."
Ning Sanjian was astonished, and then blurted out: "This empress is still very careful."
The voice steel fell, and a coldness spread from the neck.
Ning Sanjian subconsciously looked in the direction that made him hairy, and saw the young man in the blue bird uniform stab him coldly.
Ning Sanjian: "...the third person on the list, visit Su Xuan, the commander of the Secretary."
Chonghe nodded slightly towards Su Xuan, and then said towards Ning Sanjian: "You, it's better to say a few words less. Many people know that the palace was uneasy last night. The people arrested you."
Ning Sanjian immediately shut his mouth and did not say anything. The people in the entire Northern Border Region who had seen Si's abilities knew that he should stop scratching the tiger's whiskers.
At this time, the messengers of the other three dynasties also came.
Inside the Xiwei Palace, Rong Xian closed her eyes and opened her hands to let Yizhu and the others put on the dragon robe and crown for her.
After taking care of her, he slowly walked out of the room.
Outside the door, Ye Cheng and others had been waiting for a long time.
They were all talking about the ceremony, and the messengers.
"All the messengers of the major forces are here?" An easy-going voice suddenly came.
Everyone looked to the right, and they saw Rong Xian wearing a black gold dragon robe, wearing a crown of twelve glazes, and walking slowly with her hands in her wide sleeves.
The long bead covered her expression, and the curved edge of her mouth was looming under the swaying bead.
"See the emperor." Everyone hurriedly saluted.
Rong Xian raised her chin, and every move was full of dignity: "No."
Only then did Prime Minister Ye answer Rong Xian's question: "Go back to the emperor, except for the Xingchen Pavilion, everyone else has already come."
Rong Xian sighed, "You may not know that the people from Xingchen Pavilion are here."
"Let's go, go to the altar." Rong Xian greeted and walked straight ahead, and the ministers quickly followed.
Hua Kun stood by Rong Xian's side, his whole body tense.
From time to time, he glanced over His Majesty's body, not because he was worried about the enthronement ceremony, but because he was worried that His Majesty's dragon body would be in the way, lest His Majesty could not hold on.
"I heard that the one who came from the Eastern Jin Dynasty was the most popular person beside the Empress?" Rong Xian asked with interest.
Seeing her gossipy appearance, Hua Kun twitched the corners of her eyes and replied helplessly, "It's Director Jia Shiqi."
Rong Xian: #818The empress who almost became the queen#
(End of this chapter)