Chapter 382: Eating Dog Food Before Leaving Beijing

Song Junyan couldn't hear her thoughts and didn't know what she was feeling at the moment. His hands on his knees were clenched tightly because of nervousness.

He looked into her simple and clear eyes, not knowing what else to say.

No matter how many promises you make, if you can't deliver, it will only become a lie.

She was like a gift sent to him by God. Meeting her was the greatest gift from God to him. He did not dare to desecrate her and only wanted to keep her with his true heart.

But how could he make her understand and trust his feelings?

She seemed... unable to see his brochure.

At this moment, he felt inexplicably frustrated. Why did he have to become different from everyone else? Why couldn't he let her read his heart at all times and firmly believe in him?

As the person in front of him watched his eyes gradually dim and his shoulders slump, Lu Xinran had a rare illusion that the initiative was always in his hands.

She thought back to the night of their wedding, when he held her in his hand and tried to make her believe him with his slightly drunken eyes.

She stretched out her hand, and her soft palm fell on the back of his hand, which was slightly cold due to nervousness.

"Then I will trust you once more. Don't lie to me! Also, the imperial edict must be written. I need to write several copies and hide them in different places just in case."

"Okay! I'll write you as many as you want!"

There was a mist in Song Junyan's eyes, and his dead heart suddenly burst into life as if a spring breeze blew.

He excitedly pulled her into his arms, "Xinran, I love you. You will be the only one in my life. Thank you for sacrificing yourself to accompany me."

Accompany him into the palace and keep him warm in the cold heights.

Lu Xinran snorted coquettishly: "Don't just talk, do it!"

Her shoulders suddenly became wet. She was surprised and wanted to get up to look at him, but he held her tightly in his arms.

"Don't look at it. Give me a quarter of an hour, okay?"

"good!"

Lu Xinran snuggled in his arms obediently, not moving a muscle.

Of course you have to pamper the husband you choose.

He didn't want her to see his vulnerability, so she didn't see it.

It was a national mourning. Even though the two of them had thousands of things to say at this moment, Song Junyan still calmed down, got up and went out to the front yard.

He doesn't care what the world thinks of him, but he can't let others say anything bad about Lu Xinran.

She had already decided to accompany him into the palace to become the envied empress. When she woke up the next day, she saw officials from the Ministry of Rites coming to the Prince of Wei's mansion to ask for an audience and to make ceremonial clothes for her overnight, and she happily cooperated.

Lu Xinlan could tell from her slightly flushed cheeks what they had talked about the night before.

One of them must be happy.

During the interval of fitting, she smiled and took her hand and joked: "You have to support me in the future. As the queen's sister, I will be able to walk sideways wherever I go in the future."

Lu Xinran smiled and nodded vigorously: "Sister, you can go however you want! If you want to rob a decent man or woman in the future, I will definitely let Song Junyan issue an imperial decree for you!"

Lu Xinlan was amused by her and laughed out loud. Thinking of the absurd scene, he found it inexplicably interesting.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you. You can't lie to me."

On the second day of May, the new emperor ascended the throne.

The sudden change left people in the capital with no time to digest it, but no matter how short the time was, the country could not be without a ruler for a day, so they had to welcome a new emperor.

Song Junyan held Lu Xinran's hand, walked through the main gate, and walked up to the higher place among the kneeling court officials.

Their future slowly unfolds like a scroll painting.

He had gotten up early in the morning to prepare and had been performing various ceremonies, so his body was exhausted to the extreme. However, as Lu Xinran looked at the civil and military officials kneeling on both sides, he still felt the pride of a superior.

This is what it feels like to have everyone under your feet.

The ministers: “…”

You don't have to be so direct. You don't have to step on them. They will lie down automatically!

Song Junyan squeezed her fingers tenderly, his wife was always so lovely.

The queen watched them walk up step by step, and suddenly the scene from more than ten years ago appeared in front of her.

At that time, she also held the emperor's hand in this way, and the two of them walked up to the Fengtian Hall amid the kneeling ministers.

She had already forgotten her mood back then, but... the emperor had already been very distant from her at that time. If he had not been jealous of the military power in the hands of the Zhang family, he would not have even granted her the position of empress.

She seemed to be doing well back then, but only she knew the pain and suffering in her heart.

Fortunately, Song Junyan is not a cold-hearted person, and Lu Xinran will not follow her old path.

When he ascends the throne, she can leave.

Where should she go first? Her heart had already grown wings and flew out of the capital.

Xie Lang stood beside her, looking at her secretly.

"Are you going back to Yuchengguan?"

"No."

The younger generation of the Zhang family has returned there, and that piece of land no longer needs her to protect it.

Xie Lang hummed: "Then I won't go back either. It's enough to have Qi Yu guarding there."

The Dog Emperor is already dead, so if there is another war they don't need to find ways to stop it and make Yucheng Pass a difficult place to defend.

If Song Junyan had ambitions and directly pacified the areas outside the Great Wall, he would be able to enjoy stability for at least twenty to thirty years.

The queen tilted her head in surprise, as if she had not expected him to reply like that.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Xie Lang's ears were burning from being looked at. He turned his head awkwardly and looked away. "If you want to leave Beijing, you need someone to protect you. No matter how good your skills are, as a woman, there are still some things that are inconvenient. With me protecting you, the journey will definitely be much safer."

Lu Xinlan stood not far behind them and heard their entire conversation.

Before she even left Beijing, she seemed to be turning into the one with the eyesore and eating dog food every day.

The queen squeezed his eyes and said, "Don't say such useless things. Your future will be decided by the emperor."

"he?"

Xie Lang looked at the two bright yellow figures above him and suddenly laughed.

"The world is so unpredictable. It seems like just yesterday that they accompanied you to the northwest."

The young prince who had been guarding the city walls and the wounded soldiers' camp day and night when the war was fierce, suddenly became an emperor who could support the Great Chu.

"I always thought my godfather would want to take over."

"Be careful with your words!"

The Queen glared at him coldly. Wouldn't it be troublesome for him and the Zhang family to say these things at this time?

"What are you afraid of? There are only you and me here, and no one else will hear us."

While he was speaking, his eyes vaguely glanced at Lu Xinlan. Lu Xinlan looked at his nose and then took two steps back sensibly.

"Does godfather really not want to do it, or is he afraid that guy might have a backup plan?"

This question has been lingering in Xie Lang's mind for a long time. If he doesn't ask it today, he is afraid that he will not find such a good opportunity in the future.

The queen rolled her eyes at him, and after a long while she whispered, "Father is indeed not interested, and he does have other plans."

Smart people will weigh the pros and cons. It seems that the Zhang family gave up a great opportunity, but they only chose the result that is most beneficial to themselves.