On the second day, sure enough, the news came that King Duan led his troops to leave Guanlan.

When she came, she was violent, and the emperor personally led hundreds of officials out of the city to greet her, but when she went, she was silent, like a puff of green smoke that did not stir up dust, and no one knew about it, and no one sent it off.

I stroked the jade jue in my sleeve pocket and sighed faintly.

Along with the news of her departure, the Emperor granted me a decree of resignation for ten years—after that, it was my time.

According to the customs of Dawu, women over the age of eighteen must hold a Shao ceremony; The Shao ceremony of ordinary people is still second only to the wedding, and I am the title of the prince, and the ceremony of the Shao ceremony is naturally a lot of effort, and it is not allowed to be sloppy.

I heard that the Ministry of Rites began preparations as early as half a year ago, and even Zongzheng Temple was very busy - it was the time of the big wedding shortly after the Guy I Shao ceremony.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel melancholy.

"Your Highness, the emperor's move is not benevolent," Yan Ke's bitter exhortation suddenly sounded in my ears, so startled that I almost knocked over the tea cup in my hand - retracting my attention, I turned my face, looked at her seriously, and nodded to show that I was listening carefully, "She ordered to stop your court meeting for nearly ten days, this is to cut off your contact with the courtiers, weaken your influence in political affairs, and preempt your power before your Shao ceremony is completed......"

"Aunt Ke has a point." I didn't refute her, I just followed her words, patted the table with the same hatred, expressed my indignation and disappointment with Kuang Xiqing, fully took care of Yan Ke's feelings, coaxed her to be pleased, and only nagged for half an hour before going to the front yard to deal with affairs.

Watching her leave with a smile, I was relieved when there was no one around, and poured a large cup of tea to relieve my depression.

――What does Kwong Xiqing's intentions have to do with me?

Since she is on guard against me, let her go...... Anyway, I didn't want to be in that position.

On the tenth day of the first month of the first month of the year of the Yanxi calendar, it is auspicious, it is suitable to marry, it is appropriate to sacrifice, it is appropriate to pray for blessings, and there is no taboo.

My Shaoli ceremony is scheduled for this day.

Before the first rooster crow in the morning, I had been dug out of the bed by the palace attendants specially sent by Kuang Xiqing, and after washing and combing, I put on a formal prince's dress on the inside and outside three layers, and then put on a cloth crown, and hurriedly got into the carriage and went to the palace without even taking care of breakfast, and went straight to the Deqing Palace, which enshrined the emperors and kings of the past dynasties.

This palace is in the most remote corner of the palace, and outsiders are never allowed to approach it in normal times, and even Kuang Xihan remembers that there are only a handful of times when he came here.

The first step of the Shao ceremony is to be led by the mother to sacrifice to the ancestors and announce the ancestors. It's a pity that the first emperor has already died, and the eldest sister is like a mother, and she should have been temporarily replaced by Duan Wang Kuang Xizhao, but she, as a concubine, was not in Guanlan at this time, so in the end, Kuang Xiqing took over this position.

Dressed in a dark imperial crown, warm as jade, but with a non-angry and self-authoritative momentum - when I arrived in front of the Deqing Palace, Kuang Xiqing had already led the clan and dignitaries to wait there.

Seeing that I was a little nervous, she smiled at me, her smile was kind and gentle, and my heart that had been worried suddenly calmed down.

Following her, he walked calmly into the main hall of Deqing Palace, took the jade silk and coins handed by the palace attendant, raised his head high, and saluted respectfully to the tablet enshrined in the hall - his knees slammed on the cold marble floor, and he felt a chill, but what disturbed me the most was the columns of tablets in front of him.

If there is nothing strange and chaotic in this world, how can I explain that I have become the Ling King who everyone hates? Could it be that all the past is just a dream of my Nanke?

But if it is true, then what will everyone in this hall do if they know that I am an impostor, and not a descendant of their Kwong clan? Did the ancestors appariate me and beat me up, expelled me, and even ended up in a dead end?

When I think about it like this, I feel empty.

When the sacrificial offerings were presented, they inevitably glanced at the offering platform suspiciously-about a hundred tablets, from far to near, decreasing in turn, to the nearest position, only three tablets remained, namely Kuang Xinyan, the emperor of Yuanning, Kuang Xinjue, the princess of Chenghui, and Kuang Xinqi, the daughter of the prince.

The first emperor was called Yuanning, and Emperor Yuanning Kuang Xinyan was also Kuang Xihan's mother; And the Chenghui princess Kuang Xinjue next to her is the queen daughter who disappeared mysteriously back then...... These two people are okay to say, but who is this princess? I don't know.

Look further back - King Kuang Yunfei.

The king, the king...... Kuang Xihan doesn't seem to have the existence of this person in her memory, but looking at the position she placed, it is clear that it is the previous generation of the emperor, and in that row, there are only two tablets - the tablets that can be enshrined in Deqing Palace, only the ancestors and heirs of the princes and descendants of the previous dynasties, the generations are so close that there is no reason not to know each other.

But in my impression, the former emperor never talked about this king, and even scolded her for copying ten pages of scriptures because of the innocent Kuang Xihan's casual question.

The king is a taboo; In that case, it's better not to touch it.

A lot of thoughts flashed through my mind, but in fact, it was just a blink of an eye, and when I pulled back my thoughts, Zongzheng Siqing, who presided over the ceremony, just finished reading a long greeting and shouted loudly.

I knelt on the ground again, bowed, and then slowly stood up with my sore knees, and as soon as I looked up, I met Kuang Xiqing's worried eyes and clenched into fists to withdraw the hand behind my back - I couldn't help but wonder: Did she just want to help me?

When she met my eyes, her expression was constricted, and she returned to the attitude of a gentle emperor, calm and at the same time cold and detached.

After sacrificing to the ancestors, it is the ceremony of crowning, the Ling Wangfu has already arranged the auditorium, and the guests have also arrived at the palace - before leaving the palace, Kuang Xiqing personally sent me to the palace gate, looking at my appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, my hand just raised, but it fell a few inches away from my sideburns, and then smiled faintly: "Han'er has grown up." The voice was low, as if it were talking to himself.

"Sister Huang......" met her complicated gaze, and I was a little overwhelmed.

Eventually, she didn't say anything more, shook her head self-deprecatingly, and turned around first.

Sighing, I also walked outside the palace, just walked a few steps, couldn't help but look back, but saw that the dark crown did not go far, but silently stopped in place, staring deeply at my back, when I saw me turn around, I blinked in surprise, and then showed a gentle smile like water.

The smile was beautiful, but I felt like I had been punched in the heart, and my eyes were hot.

Suddenly closing my eyes, I turned and jumped into the carriage quickly, never daring to look back.

The carriage quickly drove towards the palace, and in the bumps and swaying, my ups and downs gradually calmed down.

Entering the door, accompanied by Yan Ke, I greeted the guests one by one, because Kuang Xihan was noble and his temperament was notoriously arrogant, so I just had to thank him with a face that was not salty or indifferent, and I didn't even need to say a word, but nothing was wrong.

I looked left and right, on such an important day, but I didn't see Jiang Zhuo, my heart was low, and the expression on my face was even colder, which provoked Yan Ke to take advantage of the fact that there was no one around: "Even if Your Highness is impatient, you can endure it, Shaoli is a major event in life, and it is only like this once in a lifetime, but you can't make a temperament." ”

Nodding with a smile, I had to reluctantly bend the corners of my mouth and agree.

Once all the guests have arrived, the ceremony begins.

I changed into another set of dresses in the room, put on the red and black crown, returned to the auditorium of the reception, knelt in the center, and gave a speech by the Zongzheng Temple: "The etiquette is ready, and the moon is auspicious." Zhao Erzi, the word Kongjia. Fashionable people are suitable for vacation. Forever insured, said Ji Moufu. ”

I have already communicated with Zongzheng Temple in advance, my word is "Jian Xin", although they have euphemistically said that there is a better choice, but I refused, even Yan Ke was surprised by my firmness, but Kuang Xiqing chuckled and praised a few words.

The name Jian Xin is a past that I can't let go, and it is also the bottom line for me to be vigilant at all times.

Maybe I can't get people to separate me from the manic and cruel Kwong Xihan in the past, but I always have a bit of delusion—at least when people close to me call me, they use my real name; It's like the person in front of her is me...... It's just me.

The ceremony comes to an end after the crowning, followed by a toast from the guests in turn.

Although the door of King Ling's Mansion is not easy to enter, and only a small number of clans and dignitaries come to watch the ceremony, there are also more than a dozen tables waiting for me to go to greet them, even if each table only drinks a small cup perfunctorily, it is not a little enough; By the time I got to the last table, my cheeks were so hot that I was stumbling to walk.

Unexpectedly, on the main seat of the last table, it was the person I didn't want to see at this moment - Emperor Master Yunchong.

Fu Gongzi, who was married by divine decree, was her eldest son.

"Your Highness is weak, it's better to drink less." As I picked up my glass, she reached out and blocked it slightly, and said with a smirk.

"This ......," I paused, and the wine in the glass almost flipped out.

Her voice was not loud, and her expression was gentle and polite, but the drunken guests at the table suddenly fell silent, and then waved their hands and urged me to drink less.

"Thank you." Hooked lips and smiled, I don't know where I got my temperament, but I drank it clean in front of her neck, and signaled the bottom of the cup downward.

was swept away by me in public, Fu Yunchong's face did not change, but he sighed lightly: "Your Highness has a lot of money, but don't be greedy." ”

"Hehe, the emperor's kindness, this king has a heart, you are free, don't accompany ......" It's not good to tear my face, I suppressed my dissatisfaction and nodded to her, turned around and left the staggered banquet hall.

The task is completed, and the rest of Yan Ke has to worry about it.

The hustle and bustle continued until the lights of the city were lit up, and the guests said goodbye one after another.

I was relieved to hear that it was finally quiet outside.

I haven't seen Jiang Zhuo in the past few days, it seems that she has avoided me intentionally or unintentionally, and when I asked about Bingsan, what I got was that Jiang Escort had been staying by my side in the backyard and never left - then the only explanation was that she deliberately hid her figure and did not teach me to find out.

I took off my crown and dress, and I was not interested in counting the congratulatory gifts sent by the guests, Yan Ke and I finished our supper, listening to her chatter about the past.

Patiently listening to her reminisce about the past that even Kwong Xihan had never remembered, she drank cup after cup until she was drunk, and then ordered the attendant to serve her back to her room to rest.

I think the happiest person today is none other than her.

Carrying most of the flasks left on the table, and waving off the attendants who were to follow, I strolled alone under the porch, staring at the dark night—the dark clouds of the moon tonight were obscured, as if I were in the mood at the moment.

There is no moon, no stars, no scenery to enjoy, and the most sad thing is that there is no one to accompany you, right?

How can the word "bleak" be described.

“…… Scold. Laughing at himself, he was about to tilt his neck into his throat while holding the flask, but he grabbed his wrist, "Who?" ”

I turned my head in surprise, but I saw a pair of eyes as bright as stars - it was Jiang Zhuo.