Xuan Bixin's delicate eyebrows and eyes were covered by thick makeup, and she could no longer see the agility and freedom she had as a girl, but was replaced by calmness and determination.
The ministers watched this woman walking towards their mistress step by step.
Even though she was exhausted, her back was still straight, and they were filled with emotion.
Maybe this is the mistress that His Majesty wanted.
Little did they know that Ji Changli just wanted a suitable heir, and married Xuan Bixin just to deal with them.
It wasn't until the sun was rising that Xuan Bixin came to Ji Changli's eyes.
She looked at the extremely handsome man in front of her, and looked at the three-point similar eyebrows, and her eyes were in a trance for a moment.
Before today, Ji Changli had asked her if she wanted to see Prince He, but Xuan Bixin refused.
Her answer at the time was, "There is no need to see people who have nothing to do with her."
After being married for several years, they finally got the title of "irrelevant people".
He and the prince never took their mother and son into their hearts from beginning to end, so why should she care about his life or death?
At this moment, Prince He, who was imprisoned deep inside the ancestral temple, would only think that his concubine and eldest son had died at the hands of Ji Changli, and that his bloodline had been cut off since then.
A few years later, when the clan forgot about the son of the late emperor who was sometimes crazy and sometimes sober, he died lonely deep in the ancestral temple, and no one remembered him anymore.
Xuan Bixin looked at Ji Changli's deep brows and suddenly showed a silent smile.
Her eyebrows were raised, as if the lake water carried the bright vitality when the sun rose, sparkling.
With this smile, she completely abandoned the past.
From now on, she was just the Queen of Xia, just the Queen of Xia, and just the mother of the Crown Prince.
The official's loud and long voice stopped when Xuan Bixin reached Ji Changli.
Sacrifice to the ancestors, inherit the will of God, and follow the rituals slowly.
At the last moment, Ji Changli took the Queen's golden seal from the hands of the palace maid, and formally married her to Xuan Bixin.
Then they all knelt down and shouted in the air, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, I wish your Majesty a long and prosperous life, and I wish Her Royal Highness the Queen endless happiness."
The rich voice came towards Ji Changli and Xuan Bixin.
Xuan Bixin looked at the courtiers spreading all the way outside the palace, and finally felt a strange sense of stability.
For the first time, she truly felt that she was The queen is the mother of the world The shouting continued, drifting with the wind to the Tai Chi Palace, throughout the palace, into the capital, and into the hearts of the people all over the world.
At this moment, the throne of the dynasty finally had its owner.
The yin and yang are harmonious, the prosperous age is clear and bright, and the dynasty will eventually reach its peak.
When everyone looked at the two gods-like emperor and empress above with dazzled eyes, they saw His Majesty the Emperor, his whole body shrouded in golden light, holding up the little doll, facing all the ministers, and said majestically, "From today onwards, Ji Chen will be appointed as the crown prince of our dynasty and will inherit the imperial throne."
The ministers were in an uproar, but looking at the aura of the emperor on the altar, they could not utter any words of objection.
They knelt down deeply again, "Long live your Majesty, and a thousand years old prince."
The middle palace and the east palace have owners at the same time.
The two people in front of the ministers hall sighed again.
From today on, the power of the dynasty will undergo the next round of shuffling, and this sudden empress will become the biggest winner.
It will take time to prove whether the little prince, who they have high hopes for, can bear the weight of a dynasty.
The doll's dark eyes looked at Ji Changli above him, showing an innocent smile, and Ji Changli's fingers gently stroked his cheek.
From this moment on, his destiny has completely changed.
He is no longer the rebellious son, no longer wandering around, no longer struggling to survive.
He will become the most noble person in the world and take the path his mother chose for him. road.
Ji Changli didn't know whether Xuan Bixin's choice was correct, but what he knew was that his transaction was very successful.
At this moment, he felt a touch of warmth deep in his soul, and his body that was about to disintegrate could continue to exist.
This was the reward given to him by this world.
Six years later, Ji Changli was free to water the flowers again, and Ji Chen waddled into the house.
Looking at this familiar scene, he bowed to himself, "Father."
Then he walked slowly to Ji Changli's side, staring at the fat lotus in the flowerpot with his dark eyes without blinking.
The spiritual antenna of the lotus flower felt the little fat man, and happily stretched out a newly grown branch to pinch the fat cheek of the little fat man.
The little fat man didn't feel the slightest pain.
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Instead, he stroked the lotus branches with his hands and asked politely, "Hello, Xiao Lan."
Xiaolan called him this again, and Lotus stiffened for a moment, then quickly retracted his branches.
This little fat guy is good at everything, but he can't speak.
How can you call a graceful lotus flower Xiaolan?
No matter what, you have to choose a noble, luxurious and classy name.
Ji Chen looked at the fat lotus sitting motionless in the flower pot, knowing that he was dissatisfied with calling him Xiao Lan, but what else could he call him if he didn't call him Xiao Lan?
He seemed even more unhappy when he called him Xiao Lian last time.
Should I call him Fat?
Lan Jichen slowly thought about it.
How can a lotus flower be called fat?
But apart from this adjective, there are no other adjectives that can describe this lotus flower.
He probably took a lot of supplements when he absorbed the lotus flower a few years ago.
His bloated figure has not subsided in the past few years.
The bulging petals seem to be able to squeeze out a cup of lotus juice with just one squeeze.
Palace dwellers who were lucky enough to enter the emperor's palace in recent years doubted whether the lotus flower had become a spirit when they saw it for the first time.
But later I saw His Majesty watering the water so diligently that I realized that he was full.
In recent years, the lotus has been unable to move even its petals and can only produce one branch.
If he can't even touch the little fat man, he will lose the face of this flower.
The little fat boy Ji Chen is the crown prince established by Ji Changli and the legitimate heir.
Perhaps the body was eroded by evil spirits when he was a child, so the little fat man's body is not that good compared to ordinary people.
Over the years, due to years of nourishment, the little fat man has grown from a cute little Yuxue doll into a chubby little ball.
Of course, due to his status, others could still continue to praise him for Yuxue's cuteness without any intention.
Ji Chen, who was seven years old, had already moved to the Prince's East Palace.
Even though Xuan Bixin felt too much reluctance to leave, she could only let him go for the sake of her son's future.
As he arrived at the Prince's East Palace, the nightmare began.
The prince's young master, the prince's young tutor, and the prince's young protector were all transferred to the prince's east palace by Ji Changli.
They must ensure that the prince's civil and military skills are both good.
Ji Chen, who endured such a difficult study, did not complain at all.
Like a sponge, he absorbed the knowledge taught by the bachelors bit by bit, never slacking off.
He has been so gentle and calm since he was a child, yet he is tough and majestic inside.
All the ministers who have taught him said that His Royal Highness will be a wise king in the future.
Since he became a governor, his mother has told him the truth bit by bit.
He clearly knows his origin and the difference between himself and ordinary princes.
If he cannot grow up better, he will He couldn't save himself, and he couldn't save his mother.
Even though he believed in his father, he also wanted to believe in himself
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