This time, An Chenghuan looked much more tired, lacking the spirited look he had at the beginning of the year. Yue Jiang guessed that he had indeed become powerless in the face of the changing situation.
When Yue Jiang came out after changing into her wedding dress, she saw An Chenghuan sitting on the couch, lost in thought. Yue Jiang considered and said, "If Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, the matter of establishing an empress can be postponed."
An Chenghuan was pulled back to his senses by Yue Jiang's words. He stared at Yue Jiang intently for a few moments, and then suddenly spoke.
"Jing Yan seized six cities of Anguo. I demand that you return them to him. What does Princess Yue Jiang think?"
Seeing that An Chenghuan was so lost in thought, Yue Jiang didn't think he wanted her to give him advice; it seemed more like he was just asking a casual question out of boredom.
"His Majesty has the country's well-being at heart, and if Yue Jiang can contribute to that well-being..."
"Alright, I was just joking with the princess. Our wedding will proceed as planned. After the wedding, I will focus on dealing with the Jing Kingdom."
An Chenghuan laughed at his own thoughts. He had already given up on Yue Jiang once and was now at the point of no return with Jing Yan.
With the wedding approaching, even with the enemy at the gates, he could no longer personally escort his bride out.
Fortunately, Yu Chuyi agreed to send reinforcements, so An Chenghuan could still wait.
...
On the day of the wedding.
The civil and military officials of Anguo stood on both sides of the main hall, while Yue Lang and Yu Chuxuan stood at the front of both sides of the hall.
Seeing An Chenghuan, dressed in wedding attire, lead Yue Jiang in step by step and stop on the high platform, Yue Lang and Yu Chuxuan exchanged a silent glance.
As civil and military officials knelt in worship, the two men bowed with their hands clasped in greeting.
Just as the master of ceremonies began to chant the rites, a member of the Imperial Guard suddenly rushed in with tears streaming down his face to report.
"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! The imperial city is short-staffed, and the Emperor Emeritus has led his troops into the city."
An Chenghuan tightened his grip on the wedding silk, narrowed his eyes, and asked in a stern voice, "Who are you talking about?"
Just as the Imperial Guards finished speaking, there seemed to be a sound at the palace gates. Before an incense stick could burn, everyone knew what had happened.
It was the retired emperor who, taking advantage of the fact that An Chenghuan's troops were divided up to suppress internal strife and resist foreign enemies, seized control of the capital and stormed into the palace while the city was undefended.
An Chenghuan's trusted men in the city were quickly outnumbered and watched helplessly as An Yunrui stormed into the main hall.
"Huan'er, it's time for you to return your father's throne."
"Sister, come down quickly," Yue Lang waved his hand and whispered to Yue Jiang.
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