So she pursed her lips, looked at Xiao Yun a little embarrassedly and said to him: "You are always so smooth-talking. As the king of a country, how can you always say such frivolous words? If it is spread out, wouldn't it damage your dignity?"

Xiao Yun stepped forward and pulled Qiao Yuange, and with the help of the head nanny, he put the clothes on Qiao Yuange.

After seeing Qiao Yuange putting on the clothes, Xiao Yun immediately revealed a look of surprise. Although he already knew that Qiao Yuange was extremely beautiful and had an elegant figure, he was still deeply stunned when Qiao Yuange put on the clothes.

He didn't expect that the dress representing the queen that Qiao Yuange wore could be so beautiful that even he was surprised.

Xiao Yun thought that he had seen some of the world.

Although the women before were not as beautiful as Qiao Yuange, at least he had seen some.

But when Qiao Yuange stood in front of him, he knew what beauty and moving meant, and he knew what it meant to move someone's heart with just a glance and a smile.

He also understood what it meant to play with the princes with wind and fire.

All those beautiful words don't seem out of place when used to describe Qiao Yuange.

And at one point he felt that meeting Qiao Yuange was the happiest thing in his life.

He stood there and watched Qiao Yuange put on the phoenix crown and bridal robe, and his eyes immediately turned red, as if he was about to cry.

Seeing Xiao Yun's big reaction, she smiled and walked in front of him, took his hand, and said to him: "Is it so exaggerated? I have always been aware of my beauty, but you are so exaggerated. You are staring at me as if you have never seen the world."

Xiao Yun immediately grabbed her hand and said, "Not only do I want to watch you, but I want to watch you for the rest of my life. I will always watch you like this, watching you from my side to my side. Accompanying me through spring, summer, autumn and winter."

When Xiao Yun said this, his eyes even turned red and he was about to cry. Qiao Yuange was so scared.

Xiao Yun did not show any sadness when his country was invaded by Huawu Kingdom.

After his family members left one after another, he just became calm.

But when Qiao Yuange put on this outfit, Xiao Yun's extremely calm face revealed a trace of compassion at that moment, which made Qiao Yuange feel a little embarrassed no matter how he thought about it.

He said to Xiao Yun, "Please don't cry. There are so many people around you watching you! If they find out that you, a king, can cry, it will be too embarrassing. So you must hold on no matter what."

Xiao Yun quickly turned around and wiped his eyes with his sleeve to make himself look less embarrassed, then said to Qiao Yuange: "Okay, I will see you every day from now on anyway, so even if you are so beautiful and make me so amazed, I will still spend all my time with you every day."

Qiao Yuange quickly waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary. You are the king, and you still have to do what you should do."

The two of them were laughing and giggling. Seeing Qiao Yuange wearing such a beautiful phoenix robe, Xiao Yun's emotions were a little out of control. Even though he told himself to stay calm, he was still very moved.

Qiao Yuange discovered that Xiao Yun was not the kind of person who took everything to heart.

On the contrary, he is a very emotional person. He will always show full enthusiasm and sincerity to the people and children he cares about.

As the enthronement was approaching, Qiao Yuange sat in front of the mirror, her hair was tied up and a faint smile was on her face.

She looked up at herself in the mirror. She was wearing the dress and an intricate headdress, which reminded her of when she appeared in front of those ministers, stunning everyone, eloquent, and constantly confronting Prime Minister An.

When I think of these things again, it seems like a dream.

At this moment, Shu Fei came in from outside.

She took a deep breath when she saw Qiao Yuange wearing such a beautiful dress, and then said, "I never expected it. I knew how beautiful this Phoenix Coronet was before, but it was only after you put it on that I realized how beautiful it could be. You are beautiful, so you look beautiful in anything you wear."

Qiao Yuange knew that Concubine Shu was idle, so he said to her, "Your wedding to Wen Huan is about to take place, why are you still hanging around? Why don't you think about making a wedding dress for yourself?"

Shu Fei sat in front of Qiao Yuange, happily reaching out to touch Qiao Yuange's clothes, and then said to her: "Of course I have to prepare my dowry and wedding clothes, but seeing you are so beautiful, and your clothes are so beautiful, I am extremely jealous, and I have lost the idea of marrying him."

Qiao Yuange knew that Shu Fei was joking. After all, she and Wen Huan had finally gotten together, and their relationship was getting better and better, so how could she choose to give up?

It’s just that Shu Fei always comes up with some new and interesting ideas, which might make Wen Huan look good.

Shu Fei, who was sitting next to him, seemed to be thinking about something, and then said to her, "Xiao Liang went out to travel these past two days, and I heard that he brought back a woman who can play the piano. He met this woman in a wine shop when he was traveling. He said that she is very beautiful, and she and he are really in love. The two of them can be considered soulmates."

Qiao Yuange chuckled and said nothing more.

In the court, Xiao Yun sat in the main seat.

He looked up at the ministers. This was the ceremony of enthroning the queen and also the ceremony of marrying Xiao Yun.

The eunuch's sharp voice reached everyone's ears: Please invite Her Majesty into the palace!

His voice echoed all around, and all the ministers turned their heads to look outside the palace.

They wanted to see the legendary woman marry Xiao Yun, and they also wanted to see the two people who had experienced so many hardships finally live in harmony.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a woman wearing a phoenix coronet and a bridal robe, with an intricate headdress on her head, her hands resting in front of her chest, looking determined.

In her eyes, there were no ministers around her, no more the grand hall that was decorated with great care, and no more ministers who were watching the fun.

The only thing in her eyes was the man sitting on the throne in front of her.

There seemed to be light in the man's eyes, and there was a smile on his face when he looked at her. There seemed to be tears in her eyes.

She moved forward step by step, not only towards her future and her life, but also towards the brightness of that relationship.