Chapter 162 This is a great disrespect
Yan Yang took Xue Ziying to pay their respects to the Emperor and Empress.
At this time, Yan Cang had already finished court and was having a meal with Chu Yunjin in Fengyi Palace.
Upon arriving at Fengyi Palace, the two were informed by palace servants before entering the palace gates and proceeding to the main hall, where they respectfully bowed and paid their respects.
"No need for formalities," Chu Yunjin said with a smile. The person who came to greet her took the gifts that had been prepared in advance. "Happy wedding, may you live a long and happy life together."
The gift she prepared for the two of them was a set of mandarin duck jade pendants, made of excellent jade with a smooth and lustrous finish.
If placed in modern times, they would undoubtedly be a pair of priceless antique jade pendants.
Xue Ziying lowered her eyes and politely thanked him.
Chu Yunjin said, "Sit down and have your meal."
After the wedding, the newlyweds had to get up early to go to the palace to pay their respects. First, they would go to see the Empress Dowager, and then the Emperor and Empress. By the time they got there, their stomachs must have been growling with hunger.
Chu Yunjin instructed, "Ade, give them two sets of bowls and chopsticks."
Xue Ziying expressed her gratitude.
Yan Yang turned his head and saw several stacks of memorials piled up like small mountains on the desk in the outer hall. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Will His Majesty handle state affairs here from now on?"
Yan Cang glanced at him: "If you feel it's inappropriate, you can take the memorial to the Prince Ming's residence."
Xue Ziying's expression changed slightly: "No—"
"Why move to the Ming Prince's residence?" Yan Yang raised an eyebrow. "When Father Emperor was on the throne, I never thought of doing this. Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, do you want to frame me for treason and usurpation?"
Xue Ziying tugged at his sleeve: "Husband, you mustn't speak to the Emperor like that."
King Ming turned to look at her.
Xue Ziying whispered, "This is extremely disrespectful."
Yan Yang: "..."
Okay, that was indeed very disrespectful.
Yan Yang bowed and said, "Your Majesty, my words were disrespectful."
Yan Cang: "..."
Chu Yunjin: "..."
Yan Cang's eyebrows and eyes were noble and composed, and his face showed no emotion.
Yan Yang and Xue Ziying sat down to eat. After a few bites, Yan Yang tactfully pulled Xue Ziying aside to take their leave.
"King Ming was arrogant all his life, but I never expected that he would become henpecked after getting married," Chu Yunjin chuckled.
Yan Cang said calmly, "Everyone has a weakness."
Chu Yunjin's eyebrows twitched slightly, but she didn't speak. Instead, she turned her head to look at the luxurious Phoenix Palace.
On her first night here, she felt a strange sense of familiarity, her heart skipped a beat, and a vague, indescribable ache arose within her.
When I go to bed at night, I often have a feeling that I can't distinguish between reality and dreams.
She felt she was about to fall into another nightmare.
But the man's strong and warm chest gave her a sense of security. In her half-awake state, she saw Yan Cang's pained eyes, raised her hand to gently stroke his face, and then drifted off to sleep again.
When I woke up in the morning and wanted to ask him something, Yan Cang had already gone to the morning court session. Since ascending the throne, he has been busier than before.
The two hours spent reviewing memorials were actually the longest they could spend together each day.
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Cang asked casually as he put some food on her plate.
"It feels like I'm dreaming," Chu Yunjin smiled. "Everything feels like a dream."
Whether influenced by her or due to his experiences in this life and the next, Yan Cang slowly nodded: "Life is but a dream."
Some people have shorter dreams, living to their teens or twenties, treating it as just an unpleasant experience. Others have longer dreams, living to their forties, fifties, sixties, seventies, or even a hundred years old.
But in the end, I still left this place.
Chu Yunjin felt a pang of melancholy.
Yes, no matter how great or how wicked a person is, even if they are a great emperor, they will eventually leave this world, leaving their past achievements and sins to be recorded in history books for future generations to comment on.
Apart from a small number of women who lived relatively well, most women in ancient times were tragic figures of their time. After their deaths, there were no records of them, and they were as insignificant as dust.
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The coronation ceremony is scheduled for August 16th.
The inner court and the Ministry of Rites are working hard to prepare, and the dragon robes and phoenix robes are being made.
In fact, the enthronement ceremony of each dynasty was the glory of the emperor alone.
No one was qualified to be by his side—unless the emperor was young, in which case the empress dowager would lead him to the most prestigious throne.
Yan Cang clearly doesn't need it.
But he had no intention of walking that supreme and noble imperial road alone.
When the Minister of Rites heard the Emperor propose merging the enthronement ceremony and the empress's investiture ceremony, he immediately knelt on the ground, exclaiming, "Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable! This is against the rules..."
The other officials from the Ministry of Rites also knelt down: "Your Majesty, the enthronement ceremony is the enthronement ceremony, and the empress's investiture ceremony is the empress's investiture ceremony. They should not be confused!"
"This is an imperial decree," Yan Cang said calmly. "I am not discussing this with you."
The ministers were clearly unwilling to break the rules left by their ancestors: "Your Majesty, the imperial power is supreme. Please reconsider!"
When the news reached Fengyi Palace, the eunuch stumbled and knelt down: "Your Majesty, the Emperor and his ministers are arguing!"
Chu Yunjin was startled: "They're arguing?"
How dare the ministers argue with Yan Cang?
"The Emperor ordered the Ministry of Rites to combine the enthronement ceremony and the empress's investiture ceremony. The officials of the Ministry of Rites all said that this was against the rules and knelt in Chonghua Palace to beg the Emperor to withdraw the decree. The Emperor ignored them, and there is a stalemate now."
Chu Yunjin said "oh" and sat down again.
Make a fuss over nothing.
She really thought the ministers would dare to argue with Yan Cang.
The eunuch who delivered the message cautiously looked up: "Your Majesty, won't you go and try to persuade her?"
Chu Yunjin lay half-reclined on the phoenix couch, gently stroking her abdomen: "I will only support what Your Majesty wants to do, and will not try to stop you."
Even if she wanted to offer advice, she would only do so privately.
She couldn't let the ministers think she could change the emperor's decision.
Chu Yunjin gently closed her eyes.
Moreover, she knew that Yan Cang was making amends for what happened in the past. He wanted to make up for the grievances she had suffered and also to make up for his own powerlessness in his previous life.
She wouldn't sabotage him at this time, just to show her understanding and righteousness.
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