Chapter 298: The big wedding is not married to him Thirteen
Fengdu, Royal Palace.
Fengming Hall has now become the most lively place in the harem that has been depressed for many years.
The queen is in charge of the harem, and the prince Cheng Huan is at his knees. All that's left is...
Recalling that a few days ago, it was supposed to be the wedding of the Prince Regent, but on the wedding day, what everyone saw on the towering palace tower was Hua Shang in a red wedding dress.
Standing next to her was Emperor Yao, whom the people of Fengdu had almost forgotten.
A grand ceremony to establish a queen, and then to establish a prince.
The huge Feng Kingdom seems to be showing its endless bloodline to the other five countries.
No matter how the blood relationship goes on, people in this world have the surname "Feng".
Others are always there to watch.
At the end of today's morning, there was another storm.
The officials went to the Xuanzheng Hall dressed in neat court uniforms, but what they saw was Feng Yao sitting on the dragon chair and wearing a yellow robe.
Their Emperor...is back?
Lu You stood beside the dragon chair and announced the regent's decree that from now on, he would not ask about the political affairs of Feng Kingdom.
His Highness was in an uproar when he returned to power.
Feng Yao sat on the dragon chair and looked at the ministers at his feet with some confusion.
Those eyes directed at him were full of suspicion...
They were questioning his emperor's ability.
They...had long ago sent his younger brother, the regent Feng Ruohen, whose reputation shocked the world.
Became a king.
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In Fengming Palace, Rui'er seemed not used to his life as a prince.
When I woke up in the morning, the first thing I said was that I wanted to go back to Qiao's house.
Hua Shang had no idea, so she comforted him for a long time, ordered the palace maid to change his clothes, and finally sent him to the Taixue Palace to study.
From time to time, Feng Ruohen came.
"You have nothing to do now." Sitting on the phoenix couch, Hua Shang didn't look at him. Her complicated attire made her too lazy to move.
When she saw the person coming, she waved the waiters to get out, so that she could properly complain to him.
"I have pity on my Rui'er. He started studying when he was less than five years old. He learned from civil servants and military generals things that he didn't even know would be useful in the future~"
Feng Ruohen had a faint smile on his lips and stood on the other side of her, "Are you worried that Rui'er won't be able to inherit the throne in the future?"
'Bang--'
Hua Shang smashed the expensive celadon cup and glared at Feng Ruohen with anger on his face.