Madam is a Superstar

Song Dai's hand trembled slightly and she placed it on Nangong Xiao's palm, Your Majesty, what would you like to eat?

Nangong Xiao only held her in his arms, resting his entire weight on Song Dai's shoulders.

I have tasted nine out of ten of the world's delicacies in my life. If I don't eat them, there will be nothing left to eat.

The first snow was falling, and Dehong personally carried today's decoction and walked towards the emperor and empress. It was only a few steps away.

Your Majesty, the soup is ready.

Nangong Xiao looked at Dehong, with no intention of drinking, You have worked hard by following me for decades.

Dehong was startled, looking at the emperor's profile, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Nangong Xiao held Song Dai's hand and admired the majestic palace under the snow curtain.

Dai'er, I'm a little tired. Please pass a message to Ayu on my behalf, asking him to remember no matter what, the country of Dayuan can only be named Nangong.

Song Dai finally softened her heart and her eyes turned red, Your Majesty.

Dehong was even more frightened and took a step forward, Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please give the Emperor the medicine to drink quickly. I will call the old priest and the imperial doctor over!

Song Dai took the medicine bowl and suddenly felt her shoulders sink. The hand holding the medicine bowl stopped and her whole body stiffened. Her voice trembled, Sanlang?

The snow fell silently, and the people behind him did not respond to him either.

Dehong, who turned around and stepped forward, was also shocked. When he turned around, he burst into tears. He knelt on his knees and bowed his head, Your Majesty, Funeral Heaven!

The emperor collapsed,

The palace bell rings ten times.

This time happened to catch up with the San Dynasty, and the civil and military officials of the Dynasty gathered together, walked out in groups of three or two, or alone.

Hearing the sound of the bells, everyone was stunned. When they regained their consciousness, people in the empty field outside the Qinzheng Hall knelt down and worshiped, Long live, long live, long live my emperor.

On a path behind the Qinzheng Hall, Song Qing and his ministers generally knelt down toward the emperor's palace.

Last night, the Emperor Star was crumbling and there were signs of falling. She was not surprised by this.

Until the bell stops ringing,

Song Qing just stood up. After walking a few steps forward, he saw Nangong Yu's figure in front of him. He hesitated for a while and didn't avoid it deliberately.

It's just that he no longer walked up to Nangong Yu and stood side by side with Nangong Yu as before, but stopped three steps away.

My condolences, Prince.

She didn't know what to say except this sentence. It wasn't that she was annoyed with Nangong Yu for seizing the throne, but that she couldn't convince herself.

Um.

Nangong Yu's expression showed no emotion, and there was only one word that came out of his throat, nothing else.

In the end, the two of them walked one behind the other towards the emperor's palace, silent all the way.

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The whole country mourned the death of the emperor. The Dayuan Kingdom mourned for seven days. After seven days, it was the day when the new emperor ascended the throne.

Because the war on the border had just ended, the national mourning was not extravagant. Although Nangong Xiao had told the prince before his death that he did not need to mourn.

Nangong Yu still stayed in mourning for seven days, and in just seven days, waves of assassins entered the palace to kill without interruption.

It's a pity that they all came back in vain.

After death, they were all thrown into the mountains behind the palace, where they were eaten and eaten by the beasts kept in the royal family.

Before these assassins were thrown into the back mountains, they would first appear in the morning court every day so that the civil and military officials of the court could watch them.

For seven whole days,

The princes and ministers watched the corpses of no less than a thousand people for seven days.

today,

It was the day when the new emperor ascended the throne. It was dawn, and carriage after carriage was parked at the entrance of the palace.

Under the Heavenly Sacrifice Hall, ministers in court uniforms were already standing there one after another.

Your Majesty, the prince still feels sorry for you, do you know how I spent these seven days in the morning?

The bloody remains of severed limbs are in front of you. Just imagine the scene for a moment. It will take more than an hour to watch.

After finally surviving the next morning when I returned home, I was so hungry that I couldn't eat. I had been eating porridge with vegetables and leaves for several days in a row. The sight of meat made me sick.

Before anyone arrived, Qi Shangguan shook Song Qing's shoulder and vomited bitterness for a while. It was not like he had never killed someone before.

But she couldn't bear to stare at the dead people all day long, seeing how miserable their deaths were. She even suspected that the prince did it on purpose.

I've lost weight.

Song Qing pretended not to hear the first words his friend said and pinched Shangguan Yao's face.

Oh. Shangguan Yao was not stupid, he was mumbling but hesitated whether to tell his friend that the prince had a crush on him.

Dong——

The long ringing of the bells echoed in the imperial palace, spreading from the palace to the entire Kyoto city.

Looking at the huge venue, in addition to the black dragon flag facing the cold wind and the guarding imperial guards,

There are no other cumbersome and luxurious arrangements. Looking at the enthronement ceremonies of emperors in the Dayuan dynasties, there has never been such a frugal scene.

Dong——

Dong——

The bell rang three times, and all the concubines, princes, princesses and ministers arrived.

There has been light snow falling in Kyoto these past few days. It was rare for the sky to clear up today, and the huge venue was silent.

The prince has arrived

Then Dehong raised his voice and made a high-pitched sound before kneeling down and worshiping. Song Qing was among them.

Before kneeling down, he only had time to glance at Nangong Yu, who was wearing a black dragon robe on the high platform.

In her ears, Dehong sang according to the custom of Dayuan. Although there was no wind, she could not hear a single word.

She only knows one thing, and that is that from today onwards, Nangong Yu is the king, and she is the minister.

The sky is getting brighter,

I don’t know how much time passed before Dehong, who was on the high platform, put away the emperor’s will and looked at Song Qing’s position.

Please ask the priest to present a mysterious jade finger to my emperor!

Song Qing's loud words, wrapped with strong inner strength, fell into Song Qing's ears. Shangguan Yao was the first to notice and hurriedly nudged his friend with his elbow to remind him,

This collision made Song Qing wake up from a dream.

Standing up, my legs that had been kneeling on the ground for a long time were numb. I took the tray handed over by the palace maid and walked towards the high platform step by step.

Three levels of stairs, each with eleven steps,

This is probably the longest journey Song Qing has taken so far.

My lord, congratulations to your Majesty.

Their eyes met, and they both saw complicated and unspeakable emotions in each other's eyes.

Song Qing raised her red lips, thinking mockingly that she might not be the only one with wishful thinking between them.

Maybe Nangong Yu had been moved by him at some point, otherwise how could he have said Wait for me that day?

But none of this mattered anymore. She couldn't convince herself, let alone become one of the concubines in the harem.

She knows herself too well,

If she really becomes one of the concubines, she might kill Nangong Yu the next day after he spends the night in that palace.

Not only the concubine who was sleeping with her, but also Nangong Yu and herself,

In this way, everything Nangong Yu has done for Dayuan during this period will be in vain. She can't be so selfish.

The people of Dayuan Jiangshan are not important to her, but they are very important to Nangong Yu.

The ceremony is over!

The tray was lightened, and the mysterious jade ring lying in it, which symbolized the supreme power and status of the Nine-Five-Year Plan, had fallen into the emperor's hands.

Song Qing and Dehong stepped aside and kowtowed to the emperor like everyone else below.

Congratulations to Your Majesty on your enthronement! Live with heaven and earth for eternity, long live, long live, long live!

Nangong Yu's deep eyes swept across the people kneeling and worshiping below, and finally stopped on Song Qing. The awe-inspiring expression on his face became softer.

Everyone loves you!

In the autumn of Dayuan 452, Nangong Yu, the eldest son of the emperor, ascended the throne and became emperor. The new emperor at that time was only seven days old.