Her voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough for Zhao Yuanli to hear. She looked over in surprise and asked, "The emperor is going to marry the queen? Who is it?"
Mrs. Zhao hesitated for a while and then said: "It's nothing. Don't think about it. Take a good rest first. I'll tell you some things later."
Although Zhao Yuanli was confused, she didn't think too much. When she fainted, she was still the emperor of Zhao Qinglong, so she naturally didn't think about Zhao Changyuan.
After the doctor finished the examination, he stood up and said: "Mrs. Zhao, there is nothing wrong with Miss Zhao's body except for being a little weak. It is normal for her voice to be hoarse now. After all, she has not spoken for more than two years. She is not flexible or weak.
That's the same reason, I will prescribe some medicine."
Two years? Zhao Yuanli was even more confused. Did she hear what the doctor said correctly? Was she in a coma for two years? Wasn't it just a sleep?
After the doctor left, Zhao Yuanli immediately grabbed Mrs. Zhao's wrist and asked seriously: "Mom, what did the doctor mean by 'two years' just now?"
"Don't you know? You have been comatose for more than two years. Your father and I have been looking for a way to wake you up, but we didn't expect..." At the end of the sentence, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but sigh.
He took a deep breath, patted her hand, and said softly: "Don't think too much about it, just take good care of your body."
It was really two years, and she didn't feel anything at all. It was like it had just passed. How many things would have changed in two years.
Those words when she was awakened from the dream, she couldn't help but ask: "Mom, I seemed to hear someone say in my dream just now...Who is King Cheng going to marry...Who is that?"
When she talked about Zhao Changyuan, her face showed a shy expression. After two years, is the engagement between her and Zhao Changyuan still there? Can she still marry him?
"What a silly boy. How long have you only seen him? You don't understand him at all. It's better not to think about it anymore." Mrs. Zhao didn't dare to tell her that today was the day when Zhao Changyuan married Gong Yueyue, and he was no longer the
What is Cheng Wang, but the current emperor.
If she were told this, if she fainted due to another stimulus, wouldn't all her hard work be in vain?
"Are you saying that His Highness Prince Cheng is still waiting for me to wake up and marry me?" Zhao Yuanli said excitedly, "Then... Gu Qingbo..."
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but grit her teeth. It was still hard to accept that she was so superior to him. Why would a man who was so perfect to him fall in love with Gu Qingbo?
What is so good about that woman? Why should someone who has already been married once compete with her and compete with her?
Seeing that she was still stubborn, Mrs. Zhao got angry and said, "Can you have some potential? You just slept for two years and when you wake up, you just think about that man. What good things does he have? Now he is the world's best."
The emperor has no affection for you, so what are you thinking about him?"
Zhao Yuanli looked at her mother in surprise. Now that he was no longer King Cheng, had he really become the emperor?
Does that mean that she will soon become the most noble woman and the most powerful woman - the queen?
The streets of the capital were extremely lively, with countless lions jumping and making noise on the streets, and pedestrians standing on both sides.
Starting from the entrance of Prince Cheng's Mansion, firecrackers went off non-stop along the way, and countless people were singing and laughing, raising the atmosphere to the highest point.
This time the Queen's enthronement ceremony has become the most lively one in the country, with everyone's face beaming with joy.
From the time Zhao Changyuan prepared to adopt the most traditional method to marry Gong Yueyue into the palace, it attracted the attention of many people. They did not expect that the emperor would join in such fun.
The emperor was originally aloof. He just waited in the palace to marry the queen and then did some court etiquette. He didn't need to spend too much energy at all.
But Zhao Changyuan didn't think so. His idea was to follow the most traditional folk method and personally bring Gong Yueyue to the palace.
If such an expression were not obvious, he would be a blind man. The emperor was as obsessed with this woman who woke up from the corpse.
I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. At least for now, it seems that it has not formed a bad habit and has not affected his overall view.
Until an auspicious moment appeared, Zhao Changyuan was riding on a tall horse. He looked very majestic and mighty, which made people admire him endlessly.
He was wearing a yellow dragon robe with a dragon pattern and large red flowers. He had a sincere and bright smile on his handsome face, which fascinated countless people.
Many unmarried women are envious. If they can marry such a man, it would be worth their while to die. They are so happy.
To be able to get such a man, no matter where he goes, he is perfect and a being that makes him proud.
There were countless guards around Zhao Changyuan to protect him, as if something unexpected had appeared, until he arrived at the door of Prince Cheng's Mansion, nothing was unusual.
Gong Yueyue stood next to Biyun. She was wearing a bright red dress and a hijab on her head. She walked out of the room and finished everything under the prompts of the emcee.
Zhao Changyuan couldn't wait to step forward, hold her little hand, and put her into the sedan. The eight-carriage sedan was quickly lifted up amidst cheers.
Countless people followed this team towards the palace, and many people felt better and better about Zhao Changyuan, feeling that he was very similar to themselves.
Although he is now in a lofty position, he does not dominate everything as an emperor should. Instead, he is integrated with the people.
He will naturally be strong when he should be strong, and when he doesn't need to be strong, just standing there will make people think of submission.
Gong Yueyue was sitting in the sedan chair, holding Biyun's little hand tightly. She did not expect that she would really get married today, and that she would really be able to get married.
If she hadn't pinched herself hard, she would have felt that all this was just a dream, a dream that would never come true.
"Miss, don't be nervous, you'll be fine." Biyun felt her nervous look and comforted her.
"When you get to my day, you will find that it is useless to comfort yourself now." Gong Yueyue said with a wry smile, how could she not be nervous.
She finally came back to life and finally met the man she liked, but she never thought that she would be able to marry him.
Thinking of the acquaintance with Zhao Changyuan, everything happened so naturally. Although he was repeatedly rejected, he could not escape the arrangement of fate.
Fortunately, fate did not play tricks on her this time, allowing her to truly get everything she wanted and gain her own happiness. (To be continued)