The ceremony was about to begin, the queen hurried to change her clothes, and only the three of them were left in the main hall.

Du Wei's body relaxed, and then she felt a sharp pain in her knees, as if she was pinching her heart, her eyes were black for a while, and her body involuntarily softened.

"Wei'er......" King Ying was just about to step forward, but Feng Duhan wrapped his arms around Du Wei's waist and directly hugged her horizontally.

"His Royal Highness is busy with affairs, so it is not appropriate to stay for a long time." Feng Du said coldly, and went straight out of the hall with Du Wei in his arms.

The King came back to his senses and hurriedly left the Queen's palace.

When she arrived in the garden, Du Wei finally relieved herself, and reached out to grab the sleeve of Feng Duhan's clothes, "Thank you for your help, there are many taboos in the palace, please put me down." ”

Twilight's face sank, but she still put her on the bench in the garden, but accidentally touched her wound, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain.

The king of England said worriedly: "It's better to go to the side hall to rest first, this king will send someone to bring you medicine later." ”

"Don't bother." Du Wei smiled reluctantly, "Presumably, the King of England still has a lot of things to deal with, so I won't bother you." ”

The King was a little embarrassed to remember what had just happened, but there was only one opportunity, and he absolutely couldn't afford to lose it.

"Then the king will go first, and if there is anything, send someone to the ward." After speaking, the king glanced at the wind and twilight on the side, and saw that there was an impatient look on his face, so he arched his hand to him, with a hint of reluctance, and left in a hurry.

Although everything has gone very smoothly so far, for some reason, there is no sense of excitement in the heart of the king.

In his shallow consciousness, he felt as if he was missing something again.

What is it? No matter how much he thought about it, he didn't want it, he just felt as if someone had gouged a piece of it in his heart, and it was empty.

Seeing the king leave, Feng Duhan stepped forward to lift Du Wei's skirt, and saw that her knees were already stained with blood, and there were still residual porcelain fragments on it, but fortunately, the blood did not get on the skirt outside.

Twilight frowned, and with a tug of her hands, she tore the fabric of her affected area.

Du Wei shuddered.

"Don't move." He said in a deep voice as he quickly removed the porcelain fragments that remained in the wound, then took a porcelain bottle from his bosom, opened it and sprinkled the powder on it.

"It might hurt a little, bear with it." He didn't raise his head, while tearing the inside of Du Wei's skirt into strips, tightly wrapping the wound on his knee.

Du Wei looked down at his close side face, it was her familiar breath, because she was suddenly too close, and she had a nervous feeling of heartbeat at this moment.

Why does she still feel this way, doesn't she already think that her heart is like water?

"If you hurt your tendons, if you don't take care of them, I'm afraid it will affect your future walking." Wind Twilight said dissatisfied.

"When this is over, I'll leave, and it doesn't matter to me whether I have legs or not." She said lightly.

That's right, she has decided to go to Tianchan Temple to find a wine monk and leave this world completely, and then this body will have no meaning of existence.

"You want to run away again?" Feng Duhan raised his head suddenly, his phoenix eyes narrowed, his face was as angular as a jade carving, his heavy breath hit her face, and he reached out and pinched her chin tightly.

"Have you forgotten what I said before?" His hand trembled, pinching her jaw painfully, "If you dare to go, I will break your legs, if you like someone else, I will kill that person, whether you hate me or hate me, in this life, you are my person." ”

Du Wei couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, once upon a time, she almost forgot what he was like, affectionate, cold, and tyrannical...... But after meeting her, he seemed to change.

And now, the original one is back.

A pair of phoenix eyes were like a deep ancient well, as if there were countless stars in their mouths, staring at her deadly, as if she would disappear in front of him in the next moment.

"I said it was all over." She tried to push his hand away.

"Didn't you hear what I said in front of the Queen? You are still my concubine. ”

"But that's just a stopgap measure...... she felt her explanation so pale, afraid that after today, her relationship with Twilight would be re-involved.

"If you are not afraid of being accused of bullying the king, you can refuse it." Twilight Han let go of her chin, but there was a gloomy look in her eyes.

He had to be ruthless, to scare her, to prevent her from saying no more.

He didn't want to hear the words that broke his heart and despair, he couldn't stand the days when she wasn't around, day and night, whether he opened or closed his eyes, she would always come to his mind.

The ceremony was held in the Imperial Temple of Gyeongdeokgung Palace, which was also a place for the royal family and civil and military officials to worship their ancestors and hold various ceremonies.

Dressed in plain clothes, palace maids stood on both sides of the road, each holding a long scroll of scriptures embroidered with gold thread.

In the imperial temple, the bell is melodious, the sound of the monks chanting is faintly heard, the big red carpet is spread on the steps, the time has come, the officials take the women to enter according to their respective grades, and line up outside the imperial temple in an orderly manner.

The emperor walked in front in a golden dragon robe, the empress followed closely behind, and the other harem concubines could only stand honestly in place.

The bell rang nine times in a row, and the ceremony officially began.

Du Wei did not stand in front according to the rank of the princess of Nanwang, but chose to stay in a later position as a female princess.

As a prince and a general, Feng Duhan should stand in the front row, he turned his head from time to time, his eyes swept everyone, as if he was looking for something.

Du Wei's head was pressed even lower.

The bell stopped, the faces of the people were solemn, and the quiet pin drop could be heard around them.

The emperor and empress walked to the altar in front of them, knelt down, and began the sacrifice to the heavens.

And all the people fell to their knees, bowing their heads with reverence, as if praying for good weather next year.

Du Wei had a knee injury, and her tears almost came out of the pain the moment she knelt down, and the villain in her heart greeted the eighteenth generation of the queen's ancestors.

She looked at the front with her spare eyes, the queen wore a red dress today, purple and gold cuffs, embroidered with hundreds of birds and phoenixes, purple qi came from the east, accompanied by the bright dragon robe on the emperor's body on the side, the sea water Jiangya, Jiuteng Kyushu, and the majesty of the Son of Heaven.

The ritual of worshipping the heavens was carried out in an orderly manner under the auspices of the Qin Heavenly Supervisor.

The crowd had been kneeling on the ground for an hour, and the last step of the ritual was approaching, when the emperor and the empress received the heavenly dew from the altar and sprinkled it on their bodies to symbolize good luck.

Du Wei had already seen sweat on her forehead, and her body trembled slightly, but there was a faint smile at the corner of her lips.

The King of England, who was kneeling in the front row, turned his face slightly sideways at this time, as if he glanced at Du Wei's side, although it was only for a moment, but she clearly saw that there seemed to be an open flame burning in the eyes of the King of England.

The people of the Qin Heavenly Prison held the heavenly dew and sprinkled it on the emperor and empress.

Just when the ceremonial officer presiding over the ceremony was about to announce the "ceremony", he suddenly exclaimed: "The emperor ...... Queen, your dress ......"

When everyone heard the voice, they all raised their heads in unison.

In front of everyone's eyes, the queen's bright red dress gradually faded in color, and finally turned into a white dress...... Like filial piety.