After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

"Uncle!" Murong Wentai stared at Prince Duan who was reluctant to step forward to take the imperial seal, his eyes reddened. He still wanted to live a peaceful life with his mother, and this period of time was torturing him.

"Long live the emperor!" One voice after another, one wave higher than the other.

Prince Duan Murong Yue's mind was in a state of confusion, but he stood there without moving.

The little emperor became anxious. He jumped off the table, took a few quick steps, and stuffed the Great Xia Kingdom's jade seal into Murong Yue's big hand. He looked as if he was handing over a hot potato.

"Long live the emperor!" The soldiers cheered again.

Murong Yue held the jade seal in her hand, feeling particularly heavy-hearted. She felt that this was not a jade seal, but the sincere hearts and expectations of more than 50 million people of the Great Xia Kingdom, and also an unshirkable responsibility. She turned around, held the jade seal high, and said loudly with a trembling voice,

"In this case, I will temporarily agree. If there is a wise ruler in the future, I, Murong Yue, will definitely give way to him."

"Long live our emperor!" The soldiers cheered again.

Murong Yue held An Muxi's hand and walked towards the palace surrounded by the princes of the royal family, a group of old uncles and various ministers.

Along the way, feeling the gazes of thousands of people worshiping him, Mu Xi looked a little restrained. He dug his nails into his flesh and found that this was real. Was he on the road to the top from now on?

Ever since I came here, I seem to have suffered a lot. Apart from being in jail, I have been doing nothing but emptying toilets and picking up beans. Now, I have climbed to the position second only to the emperor and above everyone else. Why does it feel so unreal?

On both sides of the alleys of the palace, palace maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground, and everyone shouted respectfully: "Long live the emperor!"

The corners of An Muxi's mouth rose slightly, his heart was so inflated that it felt like his ears were stuffed with cotton.

Murong Yue glanced at Mu Xi's changing expression and said, "Xi'er, the day after tomorrow I will ascend the throne and anoint you as the queen!"

"My Lord, I'm afraid Xi'er can't do this job,"

An Muxi put one hand on her belly, her heart tensed again. If she became the queen, then the baby in her belly would be the next emperor? It seemed good that she traveled through time this time, but her child became the emperor, reviewing memorials every day, worrying about the country and the people, with countless beauties in the harem, and having to sleep with them whether she liked them or not. Wouldn't that make her baby son depressed? Forget it, she decided not to be the queen.

"It's okay, take your time!" Murong Yue clenched the jade seal in her big hand, feeling that all this happened a little suddenly.

When I arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, I was faced with a large group of respectful palace maids and eunuchs.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation is filled with new tables, chairs, beds, and cups.

There was a pile of memorials on the desk.

The most eye-catching ones are the yellow robe with a blue dragon on the hanger and the robe worn by the queen when she was enthroned.

The two pieces of clothing were extremely gorgeous. Just hanging on the rack, they gave off a sense of simplicity, heaviness, and an intimidating aura.

Murong Yue walked behind the screen, opened her arms, and waited for the eunuchs to put on the dragon robes.

Mu Xi stared at the queen's cross-collared, wide-sleeved blue robe and noticed twelve lines of peacock patterns embroidered in gold thread, as well as some unfamiliar patterns.

The most beautiful one is the Phoenix Coronet, which uses a gold wire mesh as its base, decorated with the image of a phoenix and hung with jeweled tassels. The outside of the round frame is decorated with jadeite, and is adorned with nine dragons and four phoenixes, with twelve large and small flowers each. There are cloud-shaped ornaments on the sides of the crown, which look like drooping crown wings.

Just when I was lost in thought, my body was gently hugged and my cheek was caressed.

Murong Yue took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice,

"Xier, I didn't give you a proper wedding last year. The day after tomorrow I will give you a grand enthronement ceremony. I want you to be second to none and above everyone else, and you won't have to live a life of displacement anymore." His deep eyes were filled with memories of the past.

Mu Xi turned around and looked up at the crown and dragon robe on Murong Yue's head, and found that he looked more handsome and steady in the dragon robe. This man would be different from now on. He was the supreme ruler, holding the power of life and death and having all the beauties in the world. He seemed to be just one of the countless beauties.

Seeing that An Muxi didn't respond, Murong Yue's eyes showed panic and the corners of her eyes turned red. "Xier, just tell me what you think, and don't disappear at every turn!" She was really afraid that this woman would leave her like last time.

An Muxi remained silent, staring at the five-clawed green dragon on Murong Yue's chest. She didn't want to give up such great wealth and wanted to use it to benefit the people of Da Xia, but she didn't want this man to marry a lot of women, this concubine, that concubine, fighting with each other every day.

"Xier, I will not marry other women. You will be the only one in the harem, okay?" Seeing the expectant look in his eyes, he knew what this little woman was worried about.

"I am the only one in the harem. Those ministers will drown Xier with their spit, especially that prince of the clan. I guess he will kill Xier secretly."

"It doesn't matter. Let them say whatever they want. At worst, I won't sit on this throne!"

"Your Highness!" Moists welled up in Mu Xi's eyes and she buried her head deeply in Murong Yue's broad arms. This was the most romantic love words she had ever heard, no matter whether they were sincere or false.

Murong Yue hugged the little woman in her arms and continued, "Then Xier has to give birth to a child for me, and she can't take birth control pills anymore!"

"My Lord, Xi'er is still young!"

An Muxi stroked her lower abdomen with one hand and swallowed the words that were about to come to her lips. She said that she couldn't let her children live such a hard life. She didn't need them to be rich, just happy and free.

Dong Feng strode in and saluted, "Your Majesty, the ministers in the Council Hall are all here, waiting for you to come."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Murong Yue kissed Mu Xi's forehead gently, "Be good and wait for me to come back."

After saying this, he strode out of the Yangxin Palace.

When she came outside and saw the pavilion on the rockery, Murong Yue recalled the scene when her mother led her to stand in the pavilion, looking forward to waiting for her father. But now, time has passed and things and people are no longer the same!

The chief eunuch Yan Hancheng came over in a hurry. Yan Hancheng was Yan Hanzhi's biological brother. He was sent to the palace to be a eunuch because his family was poor when he was young.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager wanted to return to Kunning Palace, but was stopped by this old servant. She said that Kunning Palace needed to be repaired, but it looked like the situation was not good. She was hanging on for only a few days."

Murong Yue's lips curled up, "Well done." The old woman should have died long ago. It seems that she doesn't need to do it herself.

Yan Hancheng hesitated for a moment and continued, "Your Majesty, after the Empress Dowager dies, will she be buried in the imperial mausoleum according to the ancestral system?"

Murong Yue thought for a moment, and after thinking about it for a long time, he said in a deep voice,

"Everything must be done according to the ancestral system. My mother's coffin should be moved to the imperial mausoleum together! This will prevent those censors from impeaching me."

"Your Majesty is wise."

Government Hall.

After all the ministers shouted "Long live the emperor", Murong Yue slowly walked towards the main seat. The moment he turned around, the tassels of his crown swayed, and all the ministers shuddered. Because Murong Yue was wearing a yellow robe, his every move was full of domineering aura, worthy of being a descendant of the emperor, with majesty and nobility in his bones.

After looking around, Murong Yue issued a series of orders:

The first order was to make An Muxi the queen and abolish the system of burying people alive with the dead. Some old ministers wanted to refute it, but when the Great Xia Kingdom was about to fall, it was this hostage prince who stopped the loss in time, so they gave up the idea.

The second order was that the troops from various states and counties return to their hometowns, vigorously establish workshops, and cooperate with local production and life.

The third order is to continue to implement the new tax system and pension system, and to increase efforts to establish schools.

The fourth order abolished the system of punishing nine generations of a clan, and the crime would not extend to more than three generations.

As orders came down one after another, all the ministers did not expect that Murong Yue had so many twists and turns in his mind.

Then, during these few months, the army resisted foreign invasion and was rewarded according to its merits. Long Jingmo was named General Dingyuan. The 100,000 Pingnan troops were divided into several small groups and added to military camps in various places. The remaining 10,000 soldiers were led by Long Jingmo himself and rushed to the abandoned city of Yazhou to guard the border of Yuanlong Kingdom.