In the autumn of the eighth year of Tai'an, the eldest princess of the North Underworld, Bei Ming, was ordered by the emperor to be named the crown princess, the same as the crown prince.

The loud sound of bells and drums broke the silence of the East Palace, and also brought Bei Mingyimo's thoughts back on track, in the mirror, there was a petite and immature face, and the palace maids beside her came and went, hurriedly but unorderly preparing for the affairs at hand.

Lan Ying was holding the prince's court robe on the side, and the queen was holding her hair, combing the last strand of broken hair, and the little palace maid handed over the hosta and crown, and the queen put it on for her with one hand.

Beiming Yimo's appearance was very good, and the grandmother who put on makeup for her only retouched her a little in the end, raised the tail of her eyebrows slightly, outlining a trace of majesty, and embellished her lips with crimson lipstick.

"Your Highness looks good, but he is still young, and he is not suitable for that thick makeup, so it's good, bright and majestic."

"There's Mama Lao." Bei Ming thanked him with a mot.

Empress Qing also felt very good when she saw it, and when she sorted out her clothes, she couldn't help but worry a little more: "Although the queen mother doesn't understand why your father wants you to be the queen daughter, but since we have done it, we can't let others look down on us, and don't show your cowardice later." Once you have stage fright today, those people will not take you seriously in the court in the coming days......"

"Queen Mother, don't worry, I know everything." Bei Ming smiled at her.

At this time, there was a sound of broken footsteps outside the hall, and Li Mingde reminded outside: "Niangniang, Your Highness, the hour is coming."

Beiming Yimo held Empress Qing's hand and led her out, "Queen Mother, let's go, my father and the hundred officials are still waiting for us in the Taimiao." ”

The sound of ritual music sounded, Beiming Yimo slowly stepped onto the high platform, looking down from above, the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down and worshipped, all prostrate at her feet, but she knew in her heart that there were many people who were not convinced in her heart, and she still had a long way to go.

After worshiping heaven and earth, Taimiao, and Sheji, the emperor personally taught her the book and treasures, and after bowing to thanksgiving, the emperor helped her up, took her hand and walked to the dragon chair step by step, "Emperor, in the future, you will shoulder the heavy responsibility of the prince, protect the rivers and mountains of the North Underworld, and protect the people of the North Underworld." ”

"Erchen, write it down!"

"Her Royal Highness, Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

"Her Royal Highness, Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

"Her Royal Highness, Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

Led by the right minister and Mrs. Qing, everyone knelt down and bowed, shouting to move the sky.

Although the king of Nanning and other princes did not have to kneel, they all bowed down to the north and bowed.

"Zhongqing, flat."

After thanking the hundred officials, they got up, and only then did they have the opportunity to examine them, the first female prince in the history of the Northern Underworld.

The young girl stood with her hands in the wind, the breeze blowing the hem of her clothes, like a divine eagle soaring in the nine heavens, cold and arrogant but imposing, alone and proud of the world.

This situation has been reflected in the minds of many people, many years later, when I think about it carefully, I said: The stone is like jade, and the pine is like green. Lang Yan is unique, and there is no other in the world.

Some people suddenly realized why the emperor risked the world's disapproval and set up a girl as the prince, such a graceful person, if he is not the emperor, it is a pity, even if he is a woman, what does it matter......

Jun Lige looked at the man from a distance in the corner, and there was a rare trace of melancholy in his heart, how could he be worthy of such a beautiful woman now? ?

"If you want to stand by her side, you must put yourself in a high position, if you are not the first minister, how can you be worthy of her identity." Behind him, a man's joking voice was heard.