Seeing that she was unharmed, Ruoxi also breathed a sigh of relief.
Qu Lingyuan knew that everyone was worried about her, so of course she wouldn't blame them. Instead, she comforted them.
"Princess, I'll take you to change your clothes." Ruoxi sniffed her sore nose and forced the tears back into her red eyes.
Qu Lingyuan followed Ruoxi into the inner room, and Chen Qingmo sat outside waiting. Only then did he remember that the affairs of the previous dynasty were still a mess. By the time Qu Lingyuan changed her clothes and finished washing up, he had almost finished thinking.
"Yuan'er, are you willing to be the queen?"
Hearing this, Qu Lingyuan's first reaction was that Shen Qingmo wanted to marry her to Shen Xiaoyi.
But obviously this idea is ridiculous.
"What do you mean?" Qu Lingyuan sat next to Shen Qingmo.
"Chen Xiaoyi has been imprisoned. All the ministers in the court want me to ascend the throne. Are you willing to be the queen?" Shen Qingmo asked again.
Qu Lingyuan blinked and remained silent.
"I promise you a lifetime of glory."
She hasn't said anything yet.
"I grant you three thousand favors."
Still no words.
"I promise you will have only one person in your harem." Shen Qingmo smiled gently and moved his face closer.
"Okay." The increasingly demanding Miss Qu finally smiled and gently pressed her lips against his.
Everything went smoothly. A month later, Shen Qingmo's coronation ceremony was officially held. At the same time, Qu Lingyuan's coronation ceremony was also held.
The ministers originally disagreed with holding two grand ceremonies at the same time, but Shen Qingmo insisted on doing so, which made the world clearly realize how much the new emperor doted on the queen.
That night, Shen Qingmo finally had the wedding night that he had been looking forward to for the past few months.
You are finally mine.
The two looked at each other, both having this thought.
The hibiscus tent was warm, the red candles flickered, and two overlapping shadows passed through the layers of gauze, so shy that the stars hid in the clouds.
After a night of springtime, Qu Lingyuan felt sore all over.
Obviously, Shen Qingmo had taken good care of her body and his movements had never been too big, but she still felt overwhelmed.
"Good morning, Yuan'er." Chen Qingmo gently kissed the corner of her eyebrow.
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