Fu Qianyu was happy that her brother could marry his sweetheart, but she was also angry at his boldness and recklessness.
In ancient times, secretly getting engaged was against ethics and was considered treasonous. If this matter were to be spread out, not only would the princess's reputation be ruined, but her entire Fu family would also be doomed to failure because of the tarnishing of the royal family's reputation.
Fu Mingxu has always been a cautious and patient person, and he is also a hero on the battlefield, but now it seems that the saying "even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman" is really true.
Fu Qianyin saw her sister's worries and said coquettishly, "Don't worry, sister. Only the prince knows about this matter. I only found out later. Now that my brother's marriage has been cleared in front of the emperor, no one will say anything even if the news gets out in the future."
Fu Qianyu sighed, "My brother is a very cautious person. I didn't expect him to be so clueless about marriage."
My sister laughed and said, "That's why there's a saying, 'Even a hero can't resist a beautiful woman.'"
Fu Qianyu originally wanted to keep her sister in the palace for lunch before leaving, but her sister laughed and said that the queen coronation ceremony was imminent and she would always have the opportunity to enter the palace again in the future.
At this critical juncture, he couldn't give others any chance to talk about him, so he left the palace before lunch.
After Zhao Yuancheng recovered from his illness, he was nursed back to health by the Imperial Physician Xun and Qin Zhaochuan, but Qin Zhaochuan had told Fu Qianyu privately.
The emperor's body had been drained by the poison long ago, and he was just being kept alive by taking medicine. As long as he didn't encounter any extreme joy or sorrow, he would be safe.
But who can guarantee that life in the deep palace will be peaceful? Fu Qianyu kneels in front of Buddha every day and prays for the emperor's safety.
If not for anything else, it's because Heng'er is still young, so we have to wait until the child is at least ten years old.
Three days later.
October 15th, the fourth year of Chongli.
Today, Huayang Palace was decorated with lights and colorful ornaments. Fu Qianyu sat in front of the mirror, putting on the empress's court dress and straightening her hat. Lingyun and Peirong stood by, happily watching as Empress Fuquan put on the nine-tailed court beads, golden dragon and phoenix crown, which symbolized the empress, on her master's head.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Fu Qianyu's heart was filled with emotion.
The queen's uniform was much heavier than she had imagined, but from today on, she would be the most honorable woman in the Dajing Dynasty, worshipped and admired by thousands of people.
Soon, the Astronomical Observatory outside reported that the auspicious time had arrived, and bells and drums rang outside the door.
Fu Qianyu was helped to stand up by Empress Fuquan, and when they reached the corridor, everyone knelt on the ground.
They walked all the way to Fengxian Hall. The envoys entered from the middle gate holding the book and the treasure, and placed them on the table in order. Then a female etiquette official came forward to help Fu Qianyu kneel in front of the table and kowtow to the ancestors.
The envoys solemnly read the imperial edict: "By the grace of Heaven and the Mandate of Heaven, I proclaim: I, the heir of Heaven's order, and heir to the great cause, have the virtuous and gentle Fu Qianyu, who has served as a concubine of the Eastern Palace. You have been diligent and prudent in all matters of the palace, and are worthy of being a model for all other concubines. Now, in compliance with the benevolent order of the Empress Dowager, I hereby enthronize you as Empress, the mother of the world, sharing the same body with me, and the heir to the ancestral temple. I decree this."
"Your Majesty, your concubine Fu, bows and thanks the Emperor for His Grace. Long live the Emperor."
At this point, the ceremony of enthroning the queen was completed.
After leaving Fengxian Hall, Fu Qianyu looked up at the azure sky, and the golden sunlight gradually blurred her eyes.
Suddenly I remembered that the sky was the same as today when I entered the East Palace.
But times have changed. She is no longer Fu Chenghui, the former crown prince, but the queen of Dajing, second only to the emperor.
At the reminder of the female official, Fu Qianyu walked slowly towards the Taiji Hall.
The road was not far, but it took her six years to walk it, and there was so much bitterness and helplessness in it.
As they climbed the stairs step by step, Zhao Yuancheng stretched out his hand towards her with anticipation and joy in his eyes. Fu Qianyu raised the corner of her mouth, put her hand into his hot palm, and interlocked her fingers with his.
This was a tacit understanding that only people in love could have, but Fu Qianyu understood that she had never loved the emperor. It was just a habit after so many years of acting.
"Don't be nervous, I'm always here."
In the golden sunshine, Fu Qianyu's beautiful face was filled with a gentle smile, "Wherever the emperor is, I always feel at ease."
After the Emperor and Empress stood still, all the civil and military officials in the court and the concubines in the harem knelt on the ground and paid their respects.
Everything was over at dusk.
Fengyi Palace has been renovated, and in the setting sun, the three words are shining with golden light.
The two walked in hand in hand. The most surprising thing was that everything in Fengyi Palace was based on the layout of Huayang Palace. It was not so much a renovation as it was because the emperor was afraid that she would not be used to moving palaces, so he moved Huayang Palace here as it was.
The dragon and phoenix wedding candles, and the wedding ceremony of drinking the wedding wine are etiquettes only performed by the wife.
Looking at the dazzling red in front of her, Fu Qianyu asked in surprise: "Your Majesty, what is this?"
Zhao Yuancheng held Fu Qianyu's hand tightly and said seriously, "I know you have suffered a lot of grievances in the past few years. Now I have asked people to prepare these, which can only compensate you a little. I hope you can let go of the grudge in your heart and support me from now on."
Fu Qianyu's eyes were filled with emotion. She leaned into the emperor's arms and said with a smile, "As high as the sun and the moon, as close as a couple, I don't feel wronged. Even ordinary couples have quarrels sometimes, don't they?"
Zhao Yuancheng sighed softly, "Yu'er, I promise you that from now on I will only protect you and our child. I will teach him how to be a wise ruler."
Fu Qianyu raised her eyes and smiled faintly, "I naturally hope that from now on, Your Majesty will only accompany me, but since you have chosen me to be your empress, I must ensure that the harem is balanced for you. I do not ask for anything else, but only that Your Majesty will not let me down in the future."
"No, never." Zhao Yuancheng held Fu Qianyu's shoulders and said solemnly, "I swear to you in the name of the Son of Heaven that I will never let Fu Qianyu down in this life."
A myriad of emotions surged in Fu Qianyu's heart. Her eyes were filled with endless emotion as she choked up and said, "With Your Majesty's words, I can die without regrets."
When they hugged each other again, Zhao Yuancheng suddenly asked the person in his arms: "Yu'er, do you love me?"
The palace was very quiet. Fu Qianyu took a deep breath and said gently, "After going through so much, I don't know how to answer your question."
Feeling the force from behind, Fu Qianyu raised her head and looked at the person in front of her quietly: "But I know that you are both my armor and my weakness, just like the sea has an end and the moon has phases. But because of you, these shortcomings can be made up. I like looking into your eyes because I can see myself in your eyes."
Before he finished speaking, the emperor kissed him passionately, and he seemed to choke on his words: "It's so beautiful. Say a few more words, I like to hear it."
Fu Qianyu, however, stretched out her hand to hold Zhao Yuancheng's neck and smiled coquettishly: "Don't say any more. If you say too much, the emperor will think that my feelings are meaningless."
"No, never."
Zhao Yuancheng took advantage of the situation and put his arm around Fu Qianyu's waist, saying softly, "I will never get enough of hearing words like this in my lifetime."
Such a night was naturally charming and lingering. Fu Qianyu's enthusiasm made Zhao Yuancheng a little overwhelmed. The two seemed to have returned to the time when they were in the East Palace.
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