An Jinyan stood beside Ling Yue, glanced at Ling Yue with the side of his eyes, and sneered softly. The sound was so small that only Ling Yue could hear it.
Ling Yue came back to his senses, clenched his teeth, and felt angry.
Su Jingyao has been pretending in front of His Majesty, but His Majesty always hates scheming women. She doesn't believe that Su Jingyao can pretend in front of His Majesty for a lifetime.
When His Majesty knows Su Jingyao's true nature, he will definitely regret his decision today!
Ling Yue ignored An Jinyan's ridicule, looked straight ahead, and kept comforting herself in her heart.
Lin Miaoyin, who was standing aside, had a complicated look in her eyes, her gaze was on His Majesty from beginning to end, and her thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the time when she first entered the palace.
At that time, all she wanted was to live peacefully in this deep palace. If she could get a little favor from His Majesty, she would be satisfied.
However, after entering the harem, her favor was so great that she stood out among all the new concubines, even Ye Yaqin was far inferior to her.
Look at His Majesty again. He is so handsome, like a god descending from heaven. Which girl would not be moved by him?
Before she knew it, her heart was completely devoted to His Majesty.
At this moment, the emperor and the empress stood together, so well-matched, like a match made in heaven.
Lin Miaoyin looked at the queen and felt a sense of inferiority in her heart.
In terms of appearance, she knew that she was not as stunningly beautiful as the empress; in terms of family background, she could not be compared with the empress.
But in this feeling of inferiority, she had a vague suspicion in her heart.
Your Majesty is the emperor of the country, standing at the pinnacle of power. Such a person may not love anyone, including the queen.
Thinking about it this way, do I still have a chance?
Even though the chance was slim, it was like a small spark that ignited a glimmer of hope in her heart.
Ye Yaqin's eyes were fixed firmly on the Queen.
When she was still a girl, people often compared her with Su Jingyao.
After entering the harem, she was ambitious and wanted to compete with Su Jingyao. She longed to sit on the throne of queen and restore the Ye family to its former glory instead of being inferior to the Su family.
But the reality is so cruel. Even after entering the palace, she is inferior to Su Jingyao in every way.
In terms of talent, temperament, and strategy, she was at a disadvantage.
Even in terms of His Majesty's favor, she is not as good as Lin Miaoyin.
All of this made Ye Yaqin feel unwilling and frustrated.
She didn't understand why she tried so hard but could never surpass Su Jingyao. This feeling of powerlessness followed her like a shadow, making it almost suffocating for her.
But her ambition will not be extinguished because of this. One day, she will let everyone see that she, Ye Yaqin, is no worse than Su Jingyao!
At the top of the hall, the emperor and the empress sat side by side.
The ceremonial officer, dressed in solemn attire, read the enthronement edict aloud, his voice so powerful that it echoed in the hall.
"Today, the Imperial Noble Consort is canonized as the Empress, the mother of the country, and the Empress..."
All the ministers and concubines knelt on the ground and shouted "Long live the emperor" in unison. The sound rose and fell like waves, shaking people's hearts.
After the queen coronation ceremony, Su Jingyao returned to Kunning Palace surrounded by everyone.
Although Jun Zechen and she had already been husband and wife, today, he announced in front of all the people in the world that she was his queen and his wife. This day was of special significance and unique to both of them.
Su Jingyao returned to Kunning Palace without taking off her phoenix crown and gorgeous clothes. She sat upright on the bed, waiting for Jun Zechen to come in.
He arrived not long after. Under the guidance of the female official beside them, the two completed all the rituals and then reported to the palace servants for dismissal. Only two people were left in the bedroom.
Jun Zechen slowly approached and personally took off her phoenix crown and hairpin.
In an instant, her black hair fell apart. Su Jingyao was stared at by his hungry eyes. She felt as if his gaze had substance, which made her unable to bear it.
Her face began to blush, looking shy and charming.
But Jun Zechen's eyes were always firmly fixed on her tender red lips, and her slightly opened lips seemed to be silently inviting him.
He looked at her quietly without saying a word, but his burning gaze was worth more than a thousand words.
Su Jingyao couldn't help it after all, she raised her eyes to look at him, the carefully drawn corners of her eyes made her look like a seductive fox.
"Your Majesty." Her voice was soft and shy.
Jun Zechen's Adam's apple rolled. Although today was not the first time he saw her wearing a bright red wedding dress, when she married him as a concubine, his mood was completely different from now.
When he saw her for the first time, he was stunned by her beauty, but in his heart he was on guard against her, full of suspicion and vigilance.
And today, seeing her again in the gorgeous phoenix wedding dress, her even more beautiful and charming face made Jun Zechen unable to take his eyes away for a long time.
"Yaoyao is very beautiful today."
Jun Zechen's voice is low, mellow and rich, like a fine aged wine.
In front of her, he always couldn't help being tempted by her, but he was an emperor, and he didn't want to be the only one sinking, so he would cater to her preferences, including his low voice, just to make her fall in love with him more.
In the ambiguous atmosphere, there seemed to be an invisible thread between the two people, pulling them tightly, making them get closer and closer, unable to extricate themselves.
Jun Zechen moved closer to her and bent down to untie her wedding dress. As he moved, the upper part of her clothes gradually came off. Su Jingyao stood up and her gorgeous clothes fell to the ground.
Su Jingyao tilted her head slightly and gently pressed her face against Jun Zechen's solid chest, and her hands began to untie Jun Zechen's belt.
In a moment, Jun Zechen revealed his muscular upper body.
Her right cheek was pressed against his strong left chest, and her left hand was placed on his right chest. The warmth from Jun Zechen's body was continuously transmitted to her through her cheek and fingertips.
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