Feng Jiu'er could no longer care about anything else and was nestled in her man's arms, with no intention of coming out again.
No matter how wonderful the outside world is, it can't compare to his warm embrace.
Mu Mu had left the stage at some point and disappeared without a trace.
Ye Luosha turned pale with anger at Zhan Qingcheng's actions. If Di Ji hadn't pulled her back, she would have stepped forward to stop him.
But whether it was Emperor Ji or Ye Luosha, they both knew that they had no chance to stop what Zhan Qingcheng wanted to do.
After a while of commotion, the people gradually became quiet.
Soon, silence returned to the stage, and everyone with chairs returned to their original positions.
"I have something else to announce."
Di Ji's voice was full of energy and loud, "I wonder if everyone still remembers the Di family back then?"
Now that the matter was a foregone conclusion, he had no intention of expressing his opinion on Zhan Qingcheng's announcement of their wedding.
As soon as Emperor Ji's voice fell, the voices of the people under the stage started bursting out again.
Although so many years have passed since the Emperor's Dynasty, the people are still the same people. How can they forget it?
After hearing what Di Ji said, everyone's attention quickly returned to Zhan Qingcheng.
"good."
Di Ji glanced at Zhan Qingcheng, and his loud voice sounded again.
"The Ninth Prince standing in front of you now is the crown prince of our Imperial family, Emperor Wuya."
"And General Mu'er Mu..." When Di Ji turned around to look for him, Mu Mu was no longer there.
He frowned slightly, withdrew his gaze and continued to look under the stage.
"General Mu was Di Feimu, the second prince of the Di family at that time. I am Di Ji, the second brother of the former emperor Di Dingtian."
"The Ninth Prince turned out to be the crown prince of the previous dynasty."
"Our Ninth Prince is actually the crown prince of the previous dynasty, the queen of the imperial family."
"I really didn't expect that after that battle, there would be two princes left in the imperial family?
I really didn’t expect that!”
The people were initially happy, then sad, and soon weeping with joy, with mixed emotions.
No one expected that after such a long time, someone from the Di family would appear again, and that person would be everyone’s beloved Ninth Prince.
After a commotion, the scene gradually became quiet.
Di Ji looked at everyone and sighed: "It is not easy for our Di family to have a foothold here today."
"Back then, the Zhan family used ruthless means to destroy our imperial family and seize the throne from our imperial family. It was really abominable!"
Di Ji punched the handle of the wheelchair hard, feeling extremely excited.
"Since God has left a way out for our Di family, we can't just give up!"
Di Ji frowned and his voice became louder.
"Today, I am here to announce the restoration of the rule of the Emperor's Dynasty, restore the identity of Prince Wuya, ascend the throne at a selected date, and temporarily establish the capital of Phoenix City."
"When Zhan Bufan died of illness, he left an imperial edict to pass the throne to Wuya. It was Emperor Qiwen who was greedy for the throne and covered up the matter."
It was not that Emperor Ji didn't see Zhan Qingcheng's gaze, but he ignored it and said all the words.
"The imperial edict left by Zhan Bufan is still in the hands of the current Empress Dowager Ning. We are not rebelling, we just want to take back everything that originally belonged to our imperial family."
Di Ji's words aroused a lot of discussion.
Only Feng Jiu'er, who was nestled in Zhan Qingcheng's arms, knew that when Emperor Ji mentioned the imperial edict, Uncle Nine Emperor's aura suddenly changed.
Emperor Ji said this, clearly putting Empress Dowager Ning in danger. Why did he do this?
Feng Jiu'er knew very well about Uncle Nine Emperors' love for Empress Dowager Ning. If he knew that Emperor Ji would say this, he would definitely object.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at the man hugging her tightly.
Zhan Qingcheng's gaze only glanced at Di Ji's body and then withdrew his gaze.
Looking down at the woman in his arms, he stretched out his big palm and gently rubbed her head.
"Go play with Little Cherry and the others for a while, don't go back too late."
Feng Jiuer could see the embarrassment in Zhan Qingcheng's eyes, but once Emperor Ji's words came out, not even the Nine Emperors Uncle could change him, and she couldn't help him.
"Um."
She blinked and nodded, "Don't be too late."
It seems that the people did not love him any less because of the change in Nine Emperors Uncle's status.
Not long after Emperor Ji finished speaking, all the people knelt down to see the most ideal prince in their minds.
Feng Jiu'er was also happy for Jiuhuangshu to have such high hopes from the people, but she knew very well that her man was not feeling well right now.
Could it be said that Emperor Ji and Ye Luosha did not hesitate to gamble with the life of Empress Dowager Ning in order to allow Uncle Nine Emperors to go north?
Do they know how much Empress Dowager Ning means to Uncle Nine Emperors?
After Zhan Qingcheng sent Feng Jiuer off stage, he left.
The lantern festival officially started, and two pieces of good news came at once, and the smiles on the people's faces seemed even stronger.
Feng Jiuer had no intention of paying attention to all this. She kept looking at the direction Zhan Qingcheng left.
"Hey, Jiu'er."
Little Cherry stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her, "Ninth Prince, no, the prince has already left. Do you still watch?"
"Since I miss him so much, I might as well just go back and stay with him."
Qiao Mu glanced at Feng Jiuer and turned to leave.
"The person I admire is getting married. I'm in a bad mood and want to drink."
"Tch! You haven't drank for a long time, are you addicted to alcohol?"
Little Cherry held Feng Jiuer's arm and moved forward, glaring at Qiao Mu's back.
"Don't worry about it. I want to drink and it won't bother you."
Qiao Mu didn't look back and said calmly.
"Jiu'er, congratulations!"
Zhao Xiaoxiao moved forward from the back and came to the other side of Feng Jiuer.
Her handsome man is still in Jiu'er's hands, so she can only keep up.
"Thanks."
Feng Jiuer looked at Zhao Xiaoxiao and nodded.
"We are so happy today, where should we go to celebrate?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao's voice sounded again.
Her eyes fell on Jian Yi, and she smiled even more happily.
As long as there is a place with Jianyi, she is willing to go wherever she goes.
"Where to celebrate?"
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips lightly and responded, "I haven't thought about this well."
If possible, she would like to go back and see the situation.
With Jiuhuangshu's temperament, he will definitely get angry when he returns. How can she still be in the mood to play?
"I want to go swimming in the lake, Jiu'er, what do you think?"
Little Cherry suggested.
"I want to go to the lake too."
Zhao Xiaoxiao's happy voice sounded.
Feng Jiuer paused and continued to move forward.
"Well, I..." Jianyi looked back at the woman pushing him and interrupted her softly: "My heart is not feeling well, go back and check it out for me."
"Jianyi, are you feeling sick?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao looked at Jian Yi and was so excited that he almost hugged his arm.
It's a pity that she still doesn't dare, and it seems she can't.
Feng Jiuer stopped again, met Jian Yi's eyes, and asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Jianyi took her little hand and placed it on the door of his heart.
