The third day.
As the morning sun rises from the horizon, sparse sunlight shines on the snowy city.
The streets of Snow City have begun to be decorated with lights and crowded with people.
Even though there are still scattered snowflakes floating in the sky, it cannot stop the enthusiasm and excitement of the residents of the Land of Snow.
The people were talking with joy and looking at the highest building in Snow City from time to time.
——There is a castle where the daimyo of the past have lived.
At the same time, inside the castle where everyone was looking up.
"Your Highness Xiaoxue, are you ready?"
Looking at the closed door of the dormitory, Mr. Asama said helplessly: "The ministers and guests have all arrived. Now we are just waiting for you to show up."
"Don't rush."
A gentle voice responded unhurriedly: "Third Master, give Xiaoxue some more time."
"……well."
The third wife sighed secretly in her heart, leaned over slightly and said, "I'm very sorry, I lost my temper a little."
After that, he turned around to deal with the ministers and guests.
At this time, in the dormitory.
Fenghua Xiaoxue, dressed in gorgeous clothes, stood in front of the window, looking down through the curtains at the noisy crowd below.
"Are you still nervous?"
Hearing the gentle voice coming from behind, Xiaoxue's blue eyes flashed with waves.
"...I just didn't expect that this day would come so quickly."
"It's normal."
Menma also slowly came to her side, and said with a teasing smile: "You are the hope of all the people, and you are the shining pearl held in the palm of the Snow Kingdom."
It only took one day for the civil strife in the Kingdom of Snow to calm down completely.
Although Fenghua Koyuki was a little surprised, it was within Menma's expectation.
As the only child of the former daimyo Kazaka Hayuki, Kazuka Koyuki is the proper heir to the Daimyo of Snow Country.
However, Fenghua Furumao used force to kill Fenghua Hayuki, carried out bloody suppression of domestic opposition voices, and took the position of daimyo of Snow Country.
After taking power, Feng Hua Furu Tao also levied taxes on the domestic people to expand military equipment and update chakra armor.
Although they dare not openly resist the storm, the people of the Snow Country have already complained.
Now Fenghua Xiaoxue leads the former old tribe to oust the cruel and unjust Fenghua Furudao from the position of daimyo. It can be said that he has absolute justice and people's support.
"So, do you really want to join me on stage?"
Fenghua Xiaoxue said with a worried expression: "Such a thing has never happened in past succession ceremonies."
Although she had been saying it was okay before, when the moment really came, she found that she was not as fearless as she thought.
When she thought about facing the gaze of thousands of people, she couldn't suppress her inner nervousness and timidity.
"Is there no precedent?"
Menma's voice was very soft, but his tone was very serious: "Then I'll be the first one to make an exception."
Aren’t old rules destined to be broken by new rules?
Click.
Under Fenghua Xiaoxue's surprised gaze, Menma slowly took off the mask on his face.
"Actually, in private, you can call me brother."
A slight smile hung on the corner of Menma's mouth, adding a bit of elegant bookishness to him.
The deep and bright blue eyes are like a bottomless ocean or the endless night sky.
The face that Fenghua Xiaoxue had imagined countless times suddenly appeared in front of her.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at the dumbfounded Xiaoxue, Menma suddenly asked: "Is it very different from what you imagined?"
"...It doesn't look like a malicious face."
Hearing her answer, Menma laughed and said, "I'm really sorry about that."
Only then did Fenghua Xiaoxue react, and her cheeks became slightly rosy.
However, after a gag, the tension and anxiety in her heart also dissipated a lot.
"So……"
A playful look appeared on Fenghua Xiaoxue's face, and she extended her right hand to Menma beside her: "Brother, please take care of me."
Menma held her palm firmly and said in a teasing tone: "As you command, Your Highness Koyuki."
………………
At this time, on both sides of the castle, long flags with red background and black edges hung down to the ground.
In the snow-covered background, this color combination is particularly eye-catching, and it also adds a sense of weight and ceremony to this not-so-grand castle.
For this succession ceremony, the castle was temporarily transformed.
The exterior wall of the vestibule was removed and replaced with a wooden fence that does not obstruct the view.
A diagonal support was built at the top of the castle, creating a semi-empty open-air platform.
The terrace faces the area in front of the castle. Standing here, you can have a panoramic view of the entire ceremony venue and all the people.
——Fenghua Xiaoxue will receive blessings from the people and ministers here.
The news of Fenghua Koyuki's succession to the Daimyo received the support and expectations of almost all the people.
Even the castle areas that are strictly off-limits on weekdays were opened to some people for the first time on this day.
Under the guidance of several personal guards, nearly a thousand selected people gathered inside and outside the castle, excitedly waiting for the moment when the new king would be crowned.
In the hall on the first floor of the castle, generals and officials gathered here.
Compared to previous days, there were far fewer people present.
Moreover, it was visibly divided into two waves of people.
One group of people had timid expressions on their faces, and they were whispering to the people around them with cold sweat on their brows.
And another wave of people.
Although they all suffered from minor or serious injuries, they all had happy smiles during the conversation.
They are the generals and ministers who were recruited and placed under house arrest respectively.
Now that Fenghua Furudao was defeated by Fenghua Xiaoxue, it can be said that he became the emperor and the courtier.
The group of people who had chosen to surrender due to the power of the storm were anxiously awaiting the reckoning of the new king.
He kept praying in his heart that the king would not notice him.
Although most of the courtiers had accepted the facts, some gathered together to communicate quietly.
"How are the preparations going?"
"Everything is ready."
"When will we do it?"
"The moment she announces her succession, they will take action at the same time!"
The faces of the people gathered together looked like they had a chance to win, and their eyes looked towards the palace with murderous intent.
Who doesn't live for fame and fortune?
They absolutely cannot allow a little girl to ride on their head.
It is even more unacceptable to put life and death in the hands of a brat!
If a person dies, the bird will look up to the sky, and he will not die for tens of millions of years!
They found a bounty ninja who was once a jounin, plus nearly ten snow ninjas with chuunin strength.
Without any precautions, there is a high probability that the assassination can be successful!
However, they didn't find it.
A petite figure wearing a mask and sitting in front of the drawing board was watching them quietly from a distance.
"Oh, it turns out they are a group of fools who indulge in self-fantasy and refuse to accept reality."
There was a burst of laughter, and coupled with this outfit, it did not attract any strange looks from anyone.
That's when.
Boom! !
A melodious and sonorous bell suddenly rang.
The originally bustling hall immediately fell silent.
Everyone unanimously divided into two rows, facing the direction of the castle, and their expressions became solemn.
Click!
The gate of the castle palace slowly opened.
A row of warrior guards wearing armor and swords walked out and shouted in unison: "Welcome Your Highness!"
