Zheng Xiyao passed through the huge and solemn palace gate and walked slowly to the altar. There were solemn and orderly ceremony teams on both sides. The silence was eerie, and her breathing could be heard clearly.
The man stood on the high platform, smiled at her and stretched out his hand: "Come here, Yao'er."
She quickened her pace and walked towards Liu Siyan step by step.
Witnessed by hundreds of officials, they worshiped their ancestors together, and Zheng Xiyao was officially canonized as the Queen of Shu.
After the sacrificial ceremony, there was a celebratory palace banquet.
A grand palace banquet, candlelight flickered, red candles hung high, and the banquet was filled with delicacies.
In the entire banquet hall, the atmosphere was very lively with laughter, the aroma of wine and vegetables, palace music and dancers dancing.
Zheng Xiyao, wearing a phoenix robe and gorgeous clothes, sat next to Liu Siyan, smiling in response to the concubines and concubines' congratulations. The whole body nodded completely mechanically.
"Congratulations, my concubine. This is my concubine's gift. Please accept it." At this time, the concubine stepped forward to congratulate her warmly.
"You are interested." Zheng Xiyao responded lightly.
Wenqing took advantage of the gift opportunity to step forward and ask: "What's going on with your majesty and empress?"
The queen and the emperor sat together without any interaction at all. There seemed to be an inexplicable solemn atmosphere surrounding the two. Anyone who was close could feel this unusual atmosphere.
Zheng Xiyao smiled on her face, but she was already rolling her eyes in her heart: Why else, of course, Liu Siyan, a petty man, has been having a cold war with her ever since he left her dormitory in anger.
Zheng Xiyao looked at the warm congratulatory gift to Xiang, her heart moved, and she raised her hand to beckon her forward. She gestured for Wen Qing Er to come closer and asked in a low voice: "The two of us drank that day. What happened after that?"
Wen Qing lowered her head and took a few glances behind her. Zheng Xiyao followed her gaze and saw that the hero was changing glasses with his father.
"He can't notice us now, tell me. Besides, I'm here, what are you afraid of?"
"I can't rely on you." He whispered softly.
"What did you say?"
Wenqing hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said: "Actually, you were already drunk and unconscious at the time..."
then.
She drunkenly pushed away the male protagonist who was about to take her away, shook Wenqing, and pushed her to the male protagonist hard.
Zheng Xiyao, who was unsteady on her feet, pointed at the two of them, suddenly clasped her hands and laughed: "Destined, a match made in heaven." At this time, the male protagonist had a gloomy face, pushed away the warmth, and stepped forward to pull her over: "Don't make trouble, let's go back."
When Zheng Xiyao heard this, she threw away the male protagonist uncontrollably, twisted her arms and shouted: "Where can I go back? Where else can I go back? You tell me!"
"Yao'er!"
"What do you think of me? A puppet? Place it wherever you want, and don't ask for my opinion on anything you do."
"You really know." The man understood.
"Yes, I understand." Zheng Xiyao pointed at the male protagonist fearlessly: "You trapped me here and I can't leave. I don't want to stay here, I don't want to." She broke down and shouted.
"I want to go home, why don't you let me go home. Why!"
She questioned the male protagonist, not noticing the increasingly ugly look on Liu Siyan's face.
"Do you really want to leave me?" He lowered his eyes and asked softly.
Zheng Xiyao couldn't see the face of the person coming, so she just answered instinctively: "I'm not from this world. Of course I want to leave here. No one can stop me."
"Empress?!" Wenqing reminded at the side, but the cold eyes of the male protagonist made her dare not make any other actions for a while.
"Then how can you get out of here?"
"You and Wen Qing are together, your hero and heroine are together, maybe this world can leave without me." Zheng Xiyao started to talk nonsense.
The man put his arm around her shoulders and said, "You really don't care that I'm with another woman?"
"Well, I don't care, you already have a lot of women." You wanted to answer this without hesitation.
The man stared at her deeply, his dark eyes expressionless: "Yao'er, will you be happy if I'm with another woman?"
"Yes, I will be very happy."
"In that case, it will be as you wish." The man's voice was soft, but his face was cold and ruthless.
The male protagonist looked down at Wen Qing who was kneeling beside him, and said coldly: "I will make you Wen's concubine and grant you a residence in Xihua Pavilion."
"Yes." Wen Qing replied in a low voice. Knowing that Liu Siyan left these words and picked up Zheng Xiyao to leave, she did not raise her head.
Because she clearly felt murderous intent.
At that time, Wenqing thought that Zheng Xiyao would be tortured in various ways when he returned. Sure enough, Zheng Xiyao was imprisoned the next day.
…
"I was just talking about how weird he was these days, and it was actually my fault." Zheng Xiyao raised her forehead and glanced at the male protagonist secretly, and their eyes happened to meet. Zheng Xiyao smiled awkwardly.
At this time, her eldest brother stepped forward and interrupted the male protagonist's line of sight. She silently gave him a thumbs up in her heart.
Zheng Xiyao came back to her senses and looked at the heroine's warm and cautious look: "I heard that you have been favoring Zhenglong recently, and His Majesty has been staying at your place every night." She joked.
Warmth is like eating a fly, which is hard to describe in a word. She poked her head around and approached Zheng Xiyao: "Don't mention it. Do you know what your Majesty is doing here?"
"What?"
"You must not have imagined it."
"Okay, tell me quickly."
"Every time he comes, he has to shower and change clothes in advance. When we talk face to face, he has to put up a screen between us."
"?"
"Not only that, I have to recite sutras for two hours every night. All I can think about these days is 'Namo Amitabha', and the Buddha is reciting sutras in my dreams at night."
Wenqing drooped her head and put her hands on her chair. She looked lifeless and tortured, which made her look pitiful.
"You, try to pretend to me, but I don't believe it. When did he start to believe in Buddhism?" Zheng Xiyao only thought it was warmth and exaggeration.
"It's true, you don't know..." Wenqing looked in the direction of the male protagonist, and finally didn't say anything: "You should be more careful recently, and it's better to be more cautious about the things you enter,"
He won't leave even after he finishes speaking.
"Your Majesty, why are you trying to scare people like this? Look, Concubine Wen was scared away." It turned out that the emperor approached them and scared Wen Qing away.
The male protagonist rested his chin on her shoulder, played with her fingers, and asked casually: "It's obvious that Wen Bin is timid, but Yao'er still blames me. In Yao'er's psychology, am I not as important as Wen Bin?"
This man is really acting like a monster all the time.
Zheng Xiyao was helpless.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Liu Siyan actually ordered someone to call Concubine Wen, served him with wine, and started doing what a maid would do.
The warmth seems indifferent, and he also looks like he is deeply favored by the emperor.
Of course, Zheng Xiyao ignored Wen Qing's request for help, because someone would stand up for her without her taking action.
