Even Jiang Huaiyang's heart was slightly stagnant.
The little lady in white Shi Shiran walked towards him. There were ripples under her feet, like a bright and lonely moon.
She tugged on his sleeves, asked him to bow his head, and explained to him in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I didn't mean to be late, but the female official informed me that it was the wrong time." After hearing the commotion in the palace, she hurriedly changed her clothes and makeup.
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He didn't care about this at the moment, he just looked at her, his eyes darkened.
This month is so eye-catching that it is easy for people to think about picking it off.
She took the initiative to take his hand, and the warmth continued to spread from the soft palm. His heart moved, and he held her with his backhand, squeezing his fingertips into hers, which seemed to imply a lingering dependence on each other.
The tips of Ruan Yuyi's ears turned red, and she felt that everyone's eyes were coming towards her. She subconsciously twitched her hand, but he didn't give her this chance.
The ministers separated on two sides, and the two of them walked towards the Temple of Heaven among the supporters, step by step, their clothes entangled with each other.
The auspicious time has come.
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During this sacrifice, as soon as the concubine Jin appeared in the palace, the rain stopped and Ji Ji appeared, like catkins in the air, and it didn't take long for it to reach the ears of the people in the capital.
Jiang Huaiyang originally planned to sacrifice with her to gain support from officials and civilians, and to pave the way for the future. However, he did not expect such a strange thing to happen, and the effect far exceeded his expectations.
For a time, the voices in the court who criticized her because she was a married woman gradually died down.
The common people in the capital, who were religious and good people, gathered their relatives and neighbors and threw newly spun silk and newly obtained grain into the palace wall.
During this period, there was also a saying that those who threw things into the palace would be blessed. As a result, more and more people came, and it became a grand event that was almost empty.
At first, the guards tried to stop him, but later they found out that he was not stopped again and again, so they had to go into the palace to report to the new emperor.
At that time, Jiang Huaiyang was holding a book and leaning against the window of Chang'an Palace. After hearing this, he not only did not order the expulsion of the people, but instead asked the young lady beside him, "Those people are all here for you, Ling Ling Ling."
Do you have any idea?"
Ruan Yuyi was drawing flowers when she heard the words and raised her eyes, "Seriously?"
He nodded slightly, and the light of day fell into his eyes, turning them into a light brown amber color, losing a bit of their usual coldness.
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Looking from afar on the palace wall, I saw a pile of cloth, silk, rice and other items accumulated under the palace wall, and several palace maids were cleaning it up. However, objects from outside the palace wall continued to be thrown in, and the palace maids
They were hiding and cleaning up at the same time, looking a little embarrassed.
Ruan Yuyi was slightly shocked.
After leaving Luan Yu, the palace door opened, Jiang Huaiyang took her out slowly, and the noise outside suddenly calmed down.
The guards waved the spears to intimidate, but did not dare to actually hurt the people. The visitors relied on this and used their most precious things to express their simple but sincere respect and love.
At this moment, everyone nearby heard the movement and looked towards this place one after another. Those who were a little further away, after getting the news, also rushed towards this place.
Wen Zhi led a group of guards and managed to control the situation.
I don’t know who started it, but the people suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted:
"Long live my emperor, long live my emperor, and my empress, a thousand lives, a thousand years!"
One after another, the event was unprecedented.
The combined movement of all the people was indeed too loud. Ruan Yuyi was frightened. After adapting, she turned to look at the person beside her, and found that the other person was also looking at her, with her figure reflected in his eyes.
He nodded slightly to her, and she understood, helped a nearby woman up, and said warmly, "Get up."
The woman was carrying a baby on her back. When she looked up at her, her heart was beating like a drum and her eyes were shining brightly.
But the people nearby who were far away didn't know yet, and they were still shouting loudly. There was something going on nearby, so they loudly sent a message for her, and passed it on to the side, and finally the people all calmed down.
Those who are bold can come forward and express their true feelings.
Although most of them were praising her, she understood clearly that the benefits that the people said they had received, and that the Wu Kingdom was increasingly becoming more politically connected and harmonious, were mostly due to the young monarch beside her.
There were countless things I wanted to say below, but she couldn't possibly listen to them all, because she only stayed for a while and then returned to the palace.
The heavy red door closed behind her.
She had seen the tragic scenes during natural disasters, and seeing such a grand occasion now, she breathed a sigh of relief and felt sincerely happy.
Thinking that the things they threw in were not easy to deal with in the palace, and that they were all for other people's livelihood, Jiang Huaiyang dismissed the people gathered outside the palace and ordered them not to throw any more food or grain inside.
In this way, the people dispersed, but the good stories about the sacrifice spread among the people.
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After closing the palace door, Jiang Huaiyang led her to the Hall of Supreme Harmony and dismissed all the palace people.
He placed the person on the Kowloon chair and leaned over him.
Seeing his indifferent expression, she stretched out her hand to touch the corner of his lips and said, "Your Majesty is unhappy?" As a king, isn't it the most important thing for a king to see such a peaceful scene?
"How could that be?" He pecked the tip of her nose, causing her to close her eyes.
He just regretted taking her to see her and letting her be exposed in front of the people. Recently, he had been feeling uneasy, feeling that the person in front of him was getting farther and farther away from him, as if he had become the moon in the mirror. Beauty is beautiful, but it cannot be done.
All his.
What's more, this kind of peace is just a superficial scene.
Not to mention how many high-ranking officials in the DPRK are unclear about their governance. The people supported by the Rong family do not know how to do it. The forces entrenched in the capital cannot be relieved as long as the forces entrenched in the capital are not eliminated.
However, he would not talk to her about these complicated things, just asking her to worry about them. He would just let her think that the world is peaceful.
He bit her soft lips and swallowed the lipstick, but the soft flesh became more and more rosy.
She moved uneasily, "Your Majesty, this is -"
"I know, I know." He responded casually, with no intention of letting her go.
They were currently sitting on the Nine Dragon Chair. The carvings at hand were cold and harsh, but the person in front of them was extremely hot. The moment before she lost consciousness, what she saw was his deep eyes, which seemed to be able to tear her apart.
He kissed her slowly, like a very patient hunter.
The young lady finally got closer to him, and he even wanted to hide the matter about her brother from her. Whether he said he was cheating or stealing, he just wanted to maintain the status quo.
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After Ruan Yuyi finished taking a bath, she changed her clothes and walked out of the palace slowly, her waist sore.
The sun was fine, and the huge imperial city was covered with a layer of golden light. Palace people came and went, each performing their duties. Because she had leisure time, she did not ask for a sedan chair, and planned to take a slow walk back to her palace.
Fang took a few steps and met a delicate girl wearing a pink skirt. She was not a concubine, nor did she look like a maid.