The sky is bright, the sun is bright, the sky is blue, and the breeze is warm.

In Miyaluo Kyoto, there is a warm and harmonious atmosphere, and the people of every household are welcoming the arrival of this grandest day with joy from the heart.

Today is the day of the new emperor's enthronement ceremony and the post-establishment ceremony.

The whole of Kyoto was full of jubilation.

The good thing is that after the new emperor took the throne, he got better and better, and because of this, he had a more affirmative support for the new emperor and the new queen.

The grand ceremonial platform is the high platform of the previous sacrificial ceremony.

Du Weiwei didn't expect that one day, he would stand on the high platform that had devoured many people in such an identity.

She still remembers that on Chinese New Year's Eve, the year when the altar was built, she had waited for her father for a long time, but she still couldn't eat the reunion dinner.

Thinking like this, Du Weiwei's vision became more and more dim, and the hand that was originally drawing his eyebrows was slowly lowered, stopped moving, and looked at himself in the bronze mirror, not moving for a long time.

"Miss, I got the clothes from the silk weaving workshop, look ......"

Zi Kom smiled and walked in with a tray with a phoenix robe, and the moment she raised her eyes, she saw the young lady's somewhat sad and cold aura exuding from her body.

Stunned, Zikou hurriedly stepped forward, put down the tray, walked behind Du Weiwei, and looked at Du Weiwei in the bronze mirror: "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

Even though Du Weiwei has now become the emperor and queen of this graceful and luxurious world, when there is no one else, Zikou is still willing to call Miss Du Weiwei.

As Zi Ko's voice fell, Du Wei came back to his senses abruptly and smiled lightly: "It's okay, but I'm thinking about today's ceremony." ”

Pursing her lips, Zikou paused for a moment, turned around and took the tray and brought it to Du Weiwei: "Miss, the ceremony phoenix dress Zikou has been taken." ”

Du Weiwei's eyes once again looked deeply at himself in the bronze mirror, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he looked at Zikou in a blink of an eye, and stretched out his hand to uncover the golden brocade cloth covering the tray.

The moment it was revealed, Du Weiwei and Zikou were both stunned.

The phoenix robe on the tray was not bright yellow, but extremely dazzling, bright red, and on the top of the phoenix robe was an extremely complex and gorgeous phoenix crown.

Even though the whole set of clothes had not yet been unfolded, Du Weiwei's heart was beating faster at that moment.

The first to laugh was Zikou, who was stunned for a moment, raised her voice, and smiled at Du Weiwei: "Miss, this is ...... Joy robe! ”

Du Weiwei's expression was still a little stunned, and when she heard Zikou's words, a smile wrapped around her eyes, but it didn't appear on her face.

Xipao, she naturally understood what He Xiao meant, on the day she married him, she failed to have a complete process, but now, he is making up for a more grand and formal marriage.

"Miss, hurry up and put it on, Zikou wants to give Miss the best makeup!"

Putting down the tray, Zi Koo's smile became more and more intense, she carefully took off the phoenix crown, picked up the red phoenix robe, and gently shook it off and unfolded it, and in an instant, the luxurious and glamorous clothes were already displayed in front of Du Weiwei's eyes.

The red phoenix robe, embroidered with gold thread lines, at the skirt, is a leaping phoenix, a bright gold belt buckled at the waist, connected to the back, hanging down the extremely eye-catching concentric knots, the collar is a smooth dark gold begonia pattern, the edge of the water cuffs, is the same begonia pattern, wide sleeves, almost dragged to the ground.

The whole dress is luxurious but dignified and elegant, just looking at the clothes, you can already feel the momentum pouring out.

Du Weiwei's eyes were shining, and he looked at the clothes very completely, and the smile stretched out, and there was indescribable warmth in his heart.

No matter how wise she is, how calm she is, in the final analysis, she is still a woman after all, and for such a thing, the emotion in her heart is naturally self-evident.

Taking a deep breath, Du Weiwei's emotions were completely released, evoking a deep smile:

"Zikou, put on some makeup."

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When the time comes, the ceremony begins.

Reign over the world, eternal elegance.

On the quiet stage, there are people standing in a regular manner, but in contrast, it is the extremely lively people in the audience.

Tax reduction, amnesty to the world, opening a warehouse to release grain, and sitting on the throne for only a few days, He Xiao ordered these things in an orderly manner, and the people's hearts were moved.

Now this enthronement ceremony, He Xiao has even issued an order, except for the ceremonial platform, all places under the stage are not allowed to set up barriers, hearing that the emperor can be seen so closely, the people feel overjoyed, and have greater reverence for He Xiao and Du Weiwei.

With the sound of the drums of the ritual music pair, He Xiao's figure slowly walked up the side steps of the ceremonial platform with the unique royal aura, and every step was filled with the majestic aura of the Ninety-Five Honor.

The people in the audience, everyone had a sense of expectation on their faces, and looked at the emperor on the ceremony stage with reverence.

Dressed in red.

He Xiao, also dressed in red, with black hair tied up high, a black hosta inserted in the bun, an angular face, is a proud breath, a pair of Danfeng eyes, is a deep light, scanned the people in front of him, and then flicked his sleeves, strode on the dragon chair on the stage and sat down.

Next to the dragon chair, he took off his eunuch uniform and dressed as a little guard, Jiang Jian.

Yes, Jiang Jian, from the very beginning, it was He Xiao's eyeliner arranged by Mu Yunjin's side.

Changing into the costume of a guard, Jiang Jian's face also became solemn, without the slightest eunuch spirit, Yu Guang glanced at the emperor, pursed his lips, stepped forward slightly, and cleared his throat:

"Welcome the Queen's Mother-"

As Jiang Jian's words fell, everyone looked at the stage with their eyes wide open.

The woman's footsteps, stepping on the light drum beat, slowly fell, and walked up the steps on the other side step by step, and finally appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The light smile is flirtatious, and Dai'e is slightly delicate.

The thin spikes on the phoenix crown fell from the side of the woman's hair, and slowly swayed as she walked, spreading the woman's graceful beauty.

A big red robe wedding dress, very obediently worn on the woman's body, exquisite, with a woman's unique lazy and luxurious atmosphere.

Everyone seemed to be stunned, looking at the graceful and luxurious woman who had captivated the country and the city, and even forgot to do the salute.

As he stood still on the platform, Du Weiwei's eyes subconsciously looked at the man sitting on the dragon chair with sword eyebrows, and met his eyes that were full of tenderness in the depths of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth finally slowly opened a peerless smile.

Seeing the woman's smile, He Xiao didn't hesitate, got up one by one, and walked to Du Weiwei's side.

Du Weiwei stretched out his hand and wanted to take He Xiao, but unexpectedly, He Xiao changed hands, hugged her waist, and led her to the front of the stage.

But after being stunned for a moment, the woman's smile became even stronger.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live—"

"Queen Mother Chitose Chitose Chitose-"

The next moment, on and off the stage, everyone knelt down and saluted.

Du Weiwei's eyes turned to look at He Xiao, and whispered:

"Only for this life."

He Xiao's hand hugged the woman tightly, smiled deeply, and took Du Weiwei's words:

"Hold you alone."

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