Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Chapter 1037: Will you be my queen?

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Aunt Xixi was so busy that she couldn't help but nodded and said: "Yes, Lord Long Live has also ordered me to comb my queen's hair well today."

Mu Nanzhi was wondering, today was the enthronement ceremony, and she naturally had to attend, but it was not a ceremony for becoming a queen. Ordinarily, she didn't have to dress up like this. After all, she was not a queen now, but she couldn't wear it. She was dressed like a princess, so she didn't have to worry about dressing up, but seeing Lu Zhishan's intentions, he actually invited the grandma to come into the palace to comb her hair.

Mu Nanzhi couldn't figure it out. She was already sitting in front of the dressing table surrounded by Jixiang's group. Aunt Xishi took out the wooden comb and combed her hair while singing softly: "The peach blossoms shine brightly. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family..."

Mu Nanzhi was ashamed and embarrassed, and was too busy to interrupt the happy event: "Mommy, you are confused, I have been married a long time ago, why should I sing such words?"

Before Grandma Xishi could speak, Ji Xiang said with a smile: "I think Grandma sings beautifully, and I have good intentions. Madam, please let Grandma sing!"

"It's time to sing! It's time to sing! It's a good day today," Aunt Xishi insisted, while continuing to sing, "When the peach blossoms shine, its flowers will burn brightly. When my son returns home, it will be a good time for his family. When the peach blossoms shine, it's a good time for his family. In fact, it is good for his family if his son returns home. If his son returns home, his peach blossoms will be good for his family..."

Mu Nanzhi did not interrupt Aunt Xishi anymore, and just allowed Aunt Xishi to comb her hair and sing over and over again. She looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and in a trance, she seemed to have returned to that year. The tenth day of March.

That day, it was also such an early morning, and Jixiang was accompanying her. It was also the happy nun who used the same technique to comb her hair. But at this time, there was no trace of panic in her heart, and there was not a drop of tear in her eyes. She Her heart was calm and her eyes were clear until the man's face was reflected in the bronze mirror.

I saw that the man was wearing a black fox fur satin court crown, a yellow silk-faced white fox jacket with a green and white jacket, a yellow-faced black fox fur sesame flower court hood, an Dongzhu court bead, and a round court belt with four tiles and tiles inlaid with gold beads and turquoise. , wearing blue satin felt Ni Bang wolf skin soap boots.

Dressed in a dignified and majestic manner, but with a doting smile on his face, he was also holding a large porcelain bowl with two ears of green pea green glaze in his hand. Who else could he be if he wasn't Lu Zhishan

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

All the palace people knelt down and kowtowed.

Mu Nanzhi did not stand up, but still sat on the embroidered pier, staring unblinkingly at the man in the mirror who was walking towards her.

"Nannan," Lu Zhishan walked up to her and called softly. Under the gaze of all the people kneeling in front of the palace, he slowly knelt down on one knee and held the large porcelain bowl with green glaze and two ears to Mu Nanzhi. In front of me, "Will you be my queen?"

For a moment, the sound of needles dropping could be heard in the huge palace. The palace guests who should have stayed close to the ground to avoid it could not help but raise their heads slightly. They were either shocked, happy, or looking at the dressing table with envy. The men and women looked at the Long Live Lord in dragon attire and knelt down to the Queen without a face in the air.

Mu Nanzhi looked at the large porcelain bowl full of red and crystal-clear pomegranates, and couldn't help but blush.

Once upon a time, it was this big porcelain bowl that was carried by Song Fu to Princess Duanhui and Heshuo's mansion. And when was it, this same big porcelain bowl was carried by Ji Xiang into the carriage, and followed her up Mount Wutai.