Attacked that prince!

Chapter 149 Walking With You

The empress had a serious illness in the cold palace, and when she recovered, all the dark clouds over her head were gone. At first, the emperor was only out of anger, so he sent her to the cold palace, and even put Zan Zixin in the dungeon, what did he say? Waiting to be dealt with, and finally released the person properly.

Regarding the matter of Zan Lang's identity, although there was a lot of thunder and little rain, most people in the court still held a wait-and-see attitude, and it was not until the emperor issued an imperial decree that everyone's hearts were completely at ease.

It's just about the dispute between the emperor and the prince. In the end, no one knew what it was because of it. They only knew that the emperor came to the door, relieved the prince's restraint, and issued an edict to pass the throne on the second day.

Up and down in the middle, suddenly a boil.

The enthronement, which was originally planned in secret, is now being prepared in a blatant manner. The emperor personally takes the lead, and almost everything, big or small, has to be seen in person. The purpose is to make the best preparations for the crown prince's enthronement.When everything was ready, the emperor took the queen and left the palace without a trace, leaving only the prince Zan Zixin to take care of him.

Qu Muting still couldn't adapt to the change of identity. Looking at Zan Lang who was wearing a yellow crown and a black and red dragon robe, she was in a daze for a moment, as if she didn't recognize Zan Lang. , but it seemed so familiar, the person she was familiar with in her bones was right in front of her eyes, but it was different.

After Zan Lang finished tidying up his clothes, he turned around and saw Qu Muting standing there blankly. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Qu Muting hurriedly replied, his eyes averted a little.

How could Zan Lang fail to see the change in her expression, waved away the little maids around him, pulled Qu Muting to him, stared at her reddened eyes, felt a tug in his heart, and then asked: " Okay, why are your eyes red? You, don't you regret it?" She just finished speaking, and a bitter feeling surged in her heart. This was not Mu Ting's original decision. Staying in the palace is to wrong her. If She really regretted it, so it should be too late now, right?

only……

"Don't regret it!" Zan Lang squeezed Qu Muting's shoulders hard, and said the command, but there was a bit of pleading in his tone: "Don't regret it. Muting, I, I may not be able to imagine, without you, I How to go on."

Before she finished speaking, she was punched by Qu Muting heavily. Her eyes were still red, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Fool! Why are you so stupid? I regret it? Did I take the wrong medicine? Regret it? It’s hard to get such a good lady like you, I have a problem with my head to regret it!”

"Then you?" Although Zan Lang was confused, he still hugged Qu Muting in his arms with peace of mind. The softness of the tentacles made her feel real and satisfied, and she rubbed lightly before continuing: "You love freedom and love Xiaoyao, I'm afraid that you won't like this deep palace imprisoning you. Although it's my choice to come to this point, it's a last resort choice in the final analysis. If possible, I want to give you freedom and let you be free .”

"Fool!" Qu Muting sniffed: "I love nothing as deeply as I love you. I just, just feel a little emotional. It seems that suddenly, you became the emperor, the one with the highest power People, looking at you wearing this outfit, I just feel that it seems to be different, but I don't know what is different."

She quietly hid in Zan Lang's arms, and after thinking for a while, she continued: "From today onwards, you are no longer Zan Lang, you are the emperor."

"What nonsense, I am the emperor now, and you are my queen." Zan Lang straightened the golden crown on Qu Muting's head: "No matter what happens in the future, you will always be the one standing by my side, what's the matter?" So worried? Don’t forget, from now on, you will be the queen, the master of the harem, so don’t think too much, we’ve come to this point, no matter what kind of future we face, we must work together, understand ?”

"Sounds good." Qu Muting smiled through tears, pushed Zan Lang away, sat in front of the vanity mirror and adjusted the makeup on his face, stared at the peach blossom person in the mirror, and joked with Zan Lang: " Who knows that after you become the emperor, will you think that I am not gentle and virtuous, considerate and generous, not good at piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry and so on, and I can't even write a single word well? Choose a lot of concubines and beauties, and put them in the harem, even if you don’t do anything, they are still beautiful.” Seeing Zan Lang’s slightly darkened face, he continued with a smile, “After all, it’s written in the book, the emperor, There are three thousand beauties in the harem, how lonely it would be if there were not many people living in such a big palace."

"Just don't mess around!" Zan Lang felt a little headache, looking at the twinkling eyes of the Crown Princess, he knew that she had no good intentions: "Although you are the master of the harem, there is only one person in the harem." You are alone, take care of yourself, don't mess around with me, and I will be at ease."

"It depends on your performance." After rubbing rouge on his face again, Qu Muting looked left and right, and was very satisfied, then stretched out his hand to Zan Lang: "Help me get up."

"Oh, you are good at calling people." Zan Lang shook his head, but still helped him up.

A waiter waiting outside the door slowly opened the door, and the morning sun shone into the hall, Zan Lang supported Qu Muting's catkin with one hand, and walked out slowly.

The golden sun shines on the red carpet, and the big red carpet is spread on the long stone steps. Above the stone steps is the royal ancestral hall. Zan Lang is going to take Qu Muting through the layers steps to worship the ancestors.

There are guards of honor on both sides of the steps. Every time they take a step, they step on the rhythm of the band with solemnity and solemnity. Every step they take is like a reborn body. Every step they take is very firm. The hands together have never been let go, the golden sun shines on the skirts of the two, with a dazzling light, from this moment on, they are no longer the same as they used to be, their fate is only in their own hands, Every step since then, the two of them rely on each other and support each other to go on.

In the ancestral hall, the memorial tablets of the ancestors were lined up. Qu Muting knelt beside Zan Lang, with an unusually serious expression. She burned incense, kowtowed, and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar names on the memorial tablets, silently expressing her gratitude in her heart. Zan Lang prayed.

This is the new era of Zan Lang, she will start her new life, become a generation of Mingjun, and leave a strong mark in the history books, but she also has an unknown side, her true identity may be hidden forever Going forward, maybe when their souls return to Jiuquan in the future, some descendants will raise objections to Zan Lang's identity, but that's not important anymore.

Now they are kneeling here, kneeling is the ancestors, she knows that the ancestors of the royal family are old and stubborn, they may not be able to accept Zan Lang's identity for a while, but that can only be forgiven by them, This is the way of Zanlang, the way of the living will never be changed by the wishes of the dead!

When Qu Muting kowtowed, every time he kowtowed, it hit Zan Lang's heart with great force. She knew what Qu Muting meant, but she could only say that facing her ancestors, she had a clear conscience.

"Okay, get up." Stopped Qu Muting from continuing to kowtow: "The ancestors have spirits in the sky, so they won't argue too much with us."

"I'm not the one kneeling." Because it's not convenient to say too much here, Qu Muting just blinked at Zan Lang, and after conveying his cryptic thoughts, he continued: "I'm with The ancestors said, Zan Lang is very good, she will not disappoint her ancestors, nor herself, she will become a generation of Mingjun, I let them put away those stubborn thoughts, look at you in the sky, and let them do it for you. You are proud."

Seeing that Zan Lang seemed to have something to say, Qu Muting sped up his speech: "Even if they can't be proud of you, I will be proud of you."

In the Jinluan Hall, Zan Lang led Qu Muting to the hand that represented the supreme right amidst the surprised eyes of the ministers, and then sat down with Qu Muting, and then turned those voices that wanted to refute with his eyes. One by one refuted it back.

From that moment on, she was an emperor, with inherent dignity and majesty, she raised her wrist slightly and said:

"All the gentlemen are flat."

And Zan Zixin outside the main hall saw the person sitting on the throne through the sunlight. He still vaguely remembered the stubborn figure of that person when he was young, but now that he has grown up, the big one can rule the whole world, so big that he can no longer His support is needed, his task has been completed, and he can retire with success.

Zan Zixin covered his eyes with his hand. The sun was so dazzling that a tear fell from the corner of his eye. He didn't know whether it was relief or regret. He quickly wiped it off with his sleeve, then turned around and left the palace step by step. , Thinking of the south, keep walking, keep walking, until you can see the bright smile of that young man, until you can't walk anymore.

According to historical records, after the new emperor Zanlang came to the throne, he focused on the development of agriculture and commerce, committed to the economic development of the whole country, and did not forget to develop the education industry. Arita Kono, whose children had books to read, made great contributions to the political and economic development of later generations, and laid the foundation for prosperity in the prosperous age.According to unofficial history records, the queen was sick and unable to have children. Zan Lang never accepted a concubine in his life and had no heirs.

The author has something to say: this is the end of the main text, and tomorrow I will start writing some side stories about the anecdotes of the harem one, two, three, etc.

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