Chapter 192: The Storm Rises 48

In the past three days, there has been a storm outside the Qin Mansion.

People from the Demon Realm frequently appear in the Imperial Capital, and even if the people in the Imperial Capital know about it, they can't do anything, and without someone like Di Jiu who can lead troops to the battle, Di Hong will easily not have a conflict with any of the realms.

And because the prince is about to be established, the people are happy and sad, after all, the prince has become the emperor, which shows that their eldest prince is really dead.

And the wind was surging outside the Qin Mansion, but the two people in the Qin Mansion were not ashamed to linger for three whole days.

On this day, it is the day when the imperial capital canonizes the prince, and Liyuan, who is the national teacher of the imperial capital, must be present.

"Jiujiu, don't be afraid, I'm here at all times."

Liyuan kissed her, held her hand to give encouragement, and he left.

After he left, Di Jiu sat in front of the window and watched the snow for a while, and then began to change his clothes unhurriedly.

In the storage ring, an extremely gorgeous robe flew out, and the black robe was rusted with dragon patterns, spreading from the chest to the tail, wrapping the slender body of Emperor Jiu.

Her phoenix eyes rose, the dark rouge made her eyes look extraordinarily narrow, vaguely revealing a dark and cold charm, red lips like fire, black hair tied behind her at will, raising her eyes and brushing her sleeves, the imperial demeanor was fully displayed!

She lowered her eyes and touched the hideous scar on her neck, and hooked her lips strangely.

"My good father, we are about to meet, I am really looking forward to your expression."

Palace.

Due to the canonization of the prince, a platform was set up on the square field in the court early in the morning, and behind the platform were seats, which were reserved for the emperor and concubines.

The scene is magnificent, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of dignity and luxury.

The canonization ceremony is not so cumbersome, as long as Emperor Hong sits there, the eunuch reads the holy decree, the prince wears the prince to serve, and stands on the high platform to be worshiped by hundreds of officials.

Li Yuan and Baiguan stood below, watching the emperor and queen arrive and take their seats.

Concubine Chen's face was full of glory, looking at the high platform, she couldn't stop smiling.

"Qin Yuxin, Qin Yuxin, what about you being the queen for so many years? Isn't this prince the son of this palace? Concubine Chen gritted her teeth and said.

Empress Qin, who was walking in front of her, had the same expression, "Chen Rou, no one knows who the winner is until the end, and besides, what if your son becomes the prince?" The prince in the eyes of the people will always be the son of the palace who died fighting for the imperial capital! This is a fact that you can never change, it is because the son of this palace sacrificed, so it is your son's turn to be the prince, even if this palace can't keep the throne? You, Chen Rou's mother and son, can only pick up what is left of the mother and son of the palace! ”

"You!" Concubine Chen's face was distorted.

Empress Qin sneered and looked back indifferently, but no one saw the unstoppable pain in her eyes.

Ninety-nine, the queen mother may really not be able to stop it......

When the emperor and queen sat down, Di Hong looked at the high platform, swept the hundred officials under his eyes, and waved his hand slightly.

Yue Zaiting took a step forward with the holy decree, and Yue Zaiting's voice sounded in the empty realm.

Looking at the bright and flickering holy decree, Di Xian'er, who was standing behind, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were a little vicious.

When the square was ready, Emperor Yan behind him went wrong, and the prince's service was scratched by someone!

The place where the dragon head was embroidered was cut open fiercely, and it couldn't be stopped, if it was seen by Emperor Hong......

Di Yan was a little flustered.

Outside the temple.

Yue Zaiting was waiting for Emperor Yan to come over to receive the order.