On the third last day before the New Year, the emperor returned to Beijing.
Lu Ziyan required all officials of the fifth rank and above in the capital to bring their families out of the city to welcome him.
He himself didn't care about those formalities, but since Wanwan had returned to the capital as the empress, her prestige had been established, and his subjects should show their attitude.
It took Xie Wan Ning nearly half a month to return to Beijing from Bianzhou. Due to the exhaustion from the long journey and the fact that he had been an emperor for several years, Xie Wan Ning had sore waist and legs and looked haggard.
It was snowing outside and very cold, so even when all the officials came to greet her, she did not get off the sedan chair.
Soon, the emperor returned to the palace.
The snowflakes were very big. After living in the south for five years, Xie Wan Ning hadn't seen snow for a long time.
She was wearing a bright red cape and was led out of the car.
After five years, she stood on the ground of the capital again. She sniffed carefully and tried to find her parents in the crowd.
Lu Ziyan knew what she was thinking, and he squeezed her palm, saying with a smile, "Don't rush. If Wanwan wants to see someone, you can summon them anytime tomorrow. It's cold outside, let's go back to the palace first."
Killing a god is not a joke.
Lu Ziyan had been on the throne for four years, and countless officials in the court had been beheaded. Every official was trembling with fear when standing in front of him. Let alone joking, they had never seen even a kind expression from him.
So now, hearing him speak softly and smiling like this...
In short, the crowd, which had been a bit noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.
Such a huge group of people were so in tune with each other that even their breathing was so light that it was almost inaudible.
The only sound was the occasional sound of branches being crushed by the snow.
Xie Wan Ning noticed something. She tilted her head to look at the man next to her and said, "The weather is too cold. Let them go back first."
Lu Ziyan naturally agreed.
He waved his hand, asked his subordinates to leave, and left first, taking Xie Wan Ning's hand.
The palace where the two lived had also been tidied up.
It is very close to the Qinzheng Hall and can be reached almost by just walking distance.
In Lu Ziyan's words, this is where they will spend the rest of their lives together.
From now on, except when attending court, he would keep the person under his eye at all times.
Even when reviewing memorials or discussing matters with ministers, she had to be by his side.
Of course, Xie Wan Ning didn’t know this at the moment.
She looked at the brand new palace and finally felt interested.
The floor was warm and she was walking around the palace with great interest. She sighed, "I never thought that I would be the queen one day."
However, this casual sigh made Lu Ziyan feel a little depressed.
He was emperor for two lifetimes, and his beloved girl was posthumously honored twice.
Fortunately, God has been kind to him in this life.
She is not dead.
From now on, they will be able to stay together forever.
He would bring the best things in the world to her.
Lu Ziyan stopped the girl who was about to go to the side hall, hugged her in his arms, and coaxed her: "Wait until the spring, and hold another ceremony to crown you as the queen. At that time, grant amnesty to the whole country, let all the people celebrate together, and all the officials will come to pay homage to you as the mother of the country."
"Forget it, didn't you do it once before? Everyone knows it's me anyway, so why go through all the trouble to do it again?" She didn't feel much about being a queen.
I just know that since I am already the queen, there is no need to do anything unnecessary.
Which queen held two coronation ceremonies?
Are you kidding?
It's not like he was deposed and then reinstated.
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