"The late Emperor's bright virtues, good luck and good fortune, and great achievements in merit and virtue are admired by him. Therefore, since he succeeded to the throne, he has worked diligently and never dared to slack off. In accordance with the order of the late emperor, he has entered the ancestral hall in accordance with the ethical order. , to appease the late emperor’s kindness.”
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"Now there is Lunxu, who has been on the throne for two years. There is no master of the middle palace. There is no need to worry about the establishment of the harem. Now the Ning family has a daughter. The virtuous queen group can see the chapter, write, and canonize it as the queen. She can control the harem internally. The concubine is to promote the clan, assist me externally, clarify the laws, and be close to virtuous ministers. She is regarded as my equal and can be my queen. "
The Minister of Rites stood on the altar of sacrifice to heaven, and it took him nearly half an hour to read out the imperial edict of conferring the title of empress.
Everyone's thoughts were focused on the last sentence, and they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. They regarded me as the queen, but for the sake of the queen, what did this mean? It clearly meant that the identity of this queen was the same as the emperor. On an equal footing.
After thinking about this sentence, people looked at Ning Jiuwei, who was wearing wedding clothes, either with envy or respect. Some of the old ministers wanted to stuff their sons back into their stomachs, giving birth to someone like Ning Jiuwei. My daughter is as beautiful as a flower.
No matter what the civil and military officials thought, Di Qingchen just held Ning Jiuwei's hand, and the two of them walked side by side, walking up the hundreds of steps step by step, wearing a bright red floor-length skirt, Under the sunlight, it shines with golden light.
During this process, Ning Jiuwei's eyes never changed. It was just the moment she stepped onto the altar of sacrifice to heaven that a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes. As long as she waited a little longer, she would be completely free.
"A sacrifice to heaven~"
The ceremony officer watched the incense in the cauldron burn out, and knowing that the time had come, he raised his voice and shouted loudly.
Because the altar of sacrifice to heaven has a sound effect, the sound disappeared without a trace until half a stick of incense was used.
Di Qingchen took Ning Jiuwei's hand and knelt on the mat prepared in advance. The two palace maids next to him each handed over three lit incense sticks. The two held the incense sticks and knelt down on the ground at the same time, kowtowing together. Three times.
Then they were handed over to Gong'e and inserted into the green dragon tripod placed in front of the altar to worship heaven.
"Second Sacrifice~"
After the second shout, Di Qingchen and Ning Jiuwei changed their directions. In the same way, they took the lit incense, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times, and handed the incense to Gong E.
The ceremonial officer nodded slightly, looked at the position in the east direction, and shouted loudly:
"Three sacrifices to the royal ancestral temple~"
The sound fell, and at the same time, an ancient bronze bell located in the east rang. The sound was longer and longer, with a very strong atmosphere, and it rang three times in total.
After the sound of the bell fell, Di Qingchen and Ning Jiuwei knocked on their right hands with their left hands at the same time. Their broad red sleeves were flattened to the ground, and they kowtowed three times before being helped up by Gong E.
"The ceremony is completed, let's drive back to Luan~"
Seeing this, the etiquette officer shouted loudly.
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Zhaoyang Palace was the wedding room prepared by Di Qingchen for the two of them. It was full of festive red colors and there were exquisite cakes and tea on the table. Unfortunately, Ning Jiuwei was not interested in drinking it. Her hands slowly moved Lifting it up, he gently touched his beautiful black hair.
The sun gradually sinks and the moonlight gradually rises. In the Zhaoyang Palace, the candles are constantly dancing with flames. Reflected in Ning Jiuwei's pupils, there is a strange demonic beauty.
It was coming soon, with less than half an hour left. Ning Jiu closed her eyes slightly. When she opened them again, her eyes were clearer, and a cold light flashed through her bottomless eyes.
Di Qingchen did not let Ning Jiuwei wait too long. Footsteps sounded outside the palace, clear and steady, getting closer and closer.
'Squeak'
It was the sound of the door being opened. Ning Jiu raised her eyes slightly, then lowered her eyes again. On the other hand, Qin'er, who was guarding by the side, bent her knees and said softly: "See the Emperor."
Di Qingchen looked at Ning Jiuwei's face, which was white and rosy under the reflection of the candlelight. He raised the corners of his lips and raised his hand to make a leaving gesture to Qin'er. He and Jiuwei were getting married today. days, I don’t want to be disturbed by anyone.
"Jiu Wei, you are beautiful today, more beautiful than any other day." Di Qingchen stared greedily at Ning Jiuwei's face and said.
Ning Jiu raised her eyes slightly and finally said her first words in more than a month. She said calmly, "But I always thought that I was the most beautiful two years ago in my wedding dress."
Ning Jiuwei said this sentence very calmly from beginning to end, as if he was describing a fact.
"Today, you belong to me, not just today, but also from now on. Jiuwei, from today on, your beauty belongs to me alone." A hint of helplessness flashed in Di Qingchen's eyes, and then He said with a smile.
Hearing Di Qingchen's words, Ning Jiu frowned slightly and said nothing more. After all, if things continued like this, whatever she said would be meaningless.
"Jiu Wei, you haven't eaten since morning. I happen to be hungry too. Let's eat together." Di Qingchen turned his eyes to the food on the table and said softly.
Ning Jiuwei looked at him indifferently, without saying anything. He stood up and sat on a chair nearby. Seeing this, Di Qingchen's lips became more and more curved, and he also stood up and sat on the chair.
For a moment, there was only the sound of picking up food in the entire wedding room. It was so quiet that it was almost scary. The red candles jumped more and more frequently, as if they might be blown out by the wind at any time.
"Would you like to drink? This is a wedding night custom, and the royal family is not exempt from it." Di Qingchen said as he filled Ning Jiuwei's glass with a glass of wine.
"Hejie wine, aphrodisiac." Ning Jiuwei said as she picked up the wine glass, poured the wine down in one gulp, and sprinkled it on the ground.
Di Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I asked someone to change it. This wine is ordinary wine."
"Sorry." Ning Jiuwei said as she placed the empty wine glass on the table and continued to eat with her head down.
Looking at Ning Jiuwei's actions, Di Qingchen shook his head helplessly and sat there, watching Ning Jiuwei eat alone without saying anything. He didn't believe that Ning Jiuwei could eat all night.
Sure enough, half an hour later, Ning Jiuwei stopped using her chopsticks, stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower."
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"Do you want to come together?" Ning Jiuwei just took two steps, turned to look at Di Qingchen, and asked calmly.
"..."
"If you don't mind." Di Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then put on an impeccable smile.
Ning Jiu nodded slightly and said, "If you want to come in, come in. I'm used to it. You never know what shamelessness is."
Hearing these words, Di Qingchen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but did not say anything. Even though he liked Jiuwei very much, he was not that shameless to peek at Ning Jiuwei taking a bath.