just like a good scene

In the 35th year of Wen'an, Emperor Wen'an passed away, leaving Yan without a leader.

In order to follow the late emperor's edict, Princess Yuanhe, who was only sixteen years old, succeeded to the throne under the difficulties of the ministers, changing the age limit to Yuanqing.

At this moment, Yuanhe Palace.

A young girl with a beautiful appearance sat in front of the bronze mirror, suppressing her irritability, like a marionette, letting the maids and nuns to dress her up.

"Princess, it's time to change." An elderly nurse said to her grandson Wangqing who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror.

"After wearing this dragon robe and going out, the status of the princess will be different from now on. The princess must never forget the way of being a king." After many maids lifted the dragon robe carefully from side to side, the old lady tidied it up for the eldest grandson Wangqing.

The eldest grandson, Wang Qing, cast a cold sideways glance at the treasure-like dragon robe in the hand of the court lady...

Why is it her?Why did the father pass the throne to her?

There are many princes under his father's knees, but he wants to pass the throne to her a woman?

Although there have been precedents of a princess succeeding to the throne before, and her achievements during her reign were no worse than those of men, it was only when all the men in the royal family died!

This was something Changsun Wangqing couldn't figure out, she knew that if she wanted to wear the crown, she would have to bear its weight.

Changsun Wangqing approached the dragon robe slowly, raised her arms, and the maids carefully covered her with this robe symbolizing supreme power and wealth.

"Let's drive!" the eunuch shouted at the top of his voice.

Immediately afterwards, Changsun Wangqing walked to the main hall of Supreme Harmony surrounded by many court ladies and eunuchs.

The maids and eunuchs stepped down one after another, leaving only Xiao Lizi, the head eunuch.

"Auspicious time!" came a shrill voice.

Then, the sound of drums shook the sky, and the closed vermilion door was slowly opened, and the sun's rays also entered Changsun Wangqing's line of sight through the gap of the door.

She always carried a majestic look, walked out of the hall unhurriedly, and walked to the top of the 99 steps.

"Long live, long live, my emperor!"

All the ministers worshiped, and the prince saluted.

Changsun Wangqing looked at everything in front of him, and his expression became dazed.

After that, after a series of procedures of worshiping heaven and ancestors were completed, the emperor Changsun Wangqing officially ascended the throne.

Waiting for her to return to Yuanhe Palace tired.

"Gong... Your Majesty, this is the memorial left after the late emperor's funeral. Please have a look at it." A man immediately presented a large stack of memorials to the desk of the eldest grandson Wangqing.

His Majesty?Is there still His Majesty?

"Qi Qi, analyze for me, what is the purpose of my father in letting me succeed!" Changsun Wangqing glanced at the mountain of memorials and rubbed his temples.

"Sub... I don't dare to speculate in vain." Qi Qi replied.

Changsun Wangqing gave him a cold look, "It's boring, can't you be more lively?"

Qi Qi: "..." Then I didn't see your majesty, you are more lively!

"Okay, a boring gourd! How about this, you go and invite Uncle Nine Emperors." Changsun Wangqing waved.

Qi Qi immediately understood what grandson Wangqing was thinking, and said: "Grand...Your Majesty must not do it! Today is the first day of His Majesty's ascension to the throne, so you should stand up!"

"Weili, Weili! What's the use? Can it be eaten as a meal? Qing'er is still more important?" The eldest grandson Wangqing immediately jumped up, but because of the enthronement ceremony, she hadn't seen Qing'er for several days.

"But...but you haven't paid your respects to the empress dowager yet!" Qi Qi looked at the back of the eldest grandson Wangqing, couldn't help feeling melancholy, and frowned loudly.

"Let's talk about it later!" Changsun Wangqing's voice came from the inner room, and then gradually drifted away.

Qi Qi wanted to cry, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and think about what kind of reason he would use to trick the Ninth Prince into the palace first, and then let him approve the memorial.