Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 162 Empress Seal Ceremony 3
The name was chosen by herself.

Ye and Ye are homophonic, which easily arouses the other party's nostalgia. This is her explanation to Ye Xiaoxiao.

So her final surname is Ye.

Yutong is a name she thought was nice and casually named for herself.

Ye Xiaoxiao has no objection, she can be called anything anyway, as long as it is not Ye Qingxuan, although she always calls her Xuan'er, but in front of Feng Wu, she is absolutely not allowed to call her by this name.

Because Ye Qingxuan was already dead.

There is nothing wrong with having the same appearance, but if they have the same name again, it would be really ulterior motives.

Therefore, it doesn't matter what her name was before, what is important is that she must be called Ye Yutong in the future.

No one saw, the moment she said her name, a strange light flashed in Feng Wu's eyes.

He stared at Ye Yutong's face for a long time, as if he couldn't get enough of it, and then suddenly came back to his senses, only to remember Ye Xiaoxiao standing beside the woman, and said lightly: "This woman is indeed very similar to Qingxuan, you Are you going to give her to me?"

"Give it?" Ye Xiaoxiao chuckled, "Brother-in-law was joking, this girl is free, not from my regent's house, nor does she have a contract of sale in my hand, if she wants to stay, she can stay, if she doesn't want to Stay, and I have no right to force her."

"Really?" Feng Wu pursed his lips and smiled, with a deep meaning, "This is very good, very good."

He said it was very good twice, but no one understood what it meant.

Among the guests, the monarchs of various countries did not speak in the face of this situation, but the eyes of each other were clear and transparent, but they already understood the real purpose of Nanqin, the regent couple.

Feng Wu looked at Ye Yutong, and said lightly: "You look a lot like my former love, if it's just as a substitute, would you like to stay by my side?"

The woman in red raised her eyes and looked quietly at his middle-aged but still elegant eyebrows and eyes. The pure black eyes like glass seemed to be filled with thousands of tender feelings.

The majesty of the iron-blooded king has faded away, and now there is only peace and indifference after the vicissitudes of life.

"I am willing."

After an unknown amount of time, she finally whispered these three words.

It seems that I have experienced the old age once, as if I have witnessed three lives and three generations, even if the sea turns into mulberry fields, my love for you will never change.

never changed.

Feng Wu stretched out his hand towards her, and said with a faint smile, "In that case, let's witness our son's wedding ceremony together."

our son.

How much turmoil did these four words cause in her heart?
Ye Yutong could hardly bear to cry again, but bit her lips tightly, turned her eyes, and her nostalgic eyes finally fell on the two unparalleled beauty in the center of the hall.

Feng Wu held her hand and couldn't help but tighten it tighter and tighter.

Like, it's so similar.

Not only the appearance is exactly the same, but also the speech, actions and temperament are almost exactly the same.

If he hadn't seen Qingxuan pass away with his own eyes, he couldn't help but wonder at this moment, did Qingxuan not die at all 22 years ago?
This thought came to Feng Wu's mind, as if he suddenly thought of something, he turned his head to look at Chu Feimo, who was standing among the ministers, but saw that the other party looked at ease, and he was not surprised to see him, his eyes widened. Blink, winking playfully.

Feng Wu's temples twitched suddenly.

This... unscrupulous god stick!
Both Chen Ruoshui and Ye Xiaoxiao didn't notice the movements between Feng Wu and Chu Feimo, they just looked at each other calmly, exchanged a look that only each other could understand, then calmly staggered their eyes, the corners of their mouths slightly up.

It was almost noon at this time, and the bell in the palace rang again, and it was still nine long and five short.

Everyone recovered in silence.

The marriage ceremony is completed.

The emperor and the queen boarded the Nine Layers Palace to accept the worship of the subjects.

All the civil and military officials in the main hall walked out of the main hall and stepped down step by step on the jade steps.

Feng Qi took Linyue's hand and stepped up the jade steps of the treasure hall step by step. Both of them were dressed in red clothes, with fluttering sleeves, and the hem of their robes dragged across the floor. Previous step.

The Nine Layers Palace is an honor that only belongs to emperors and empresses.

The backs of Feng Qi and Lin Yue are getting farther and farther away, and they are becoming more and more unreal. Their clothes are fluttering like exiled immortals, and they are reflected in everyone's eyes, like a pair of immortals walking out of a picture scroll, with eternal high spirits. Unattainable nobility.

Half an hour later, the figures of the emperor and empress slowly appeared on the highest nine-fold palace in the palace.

The breeze stirred the clothes, making the two people's clothes rattle.

The emperor and the empress joined hands on the high platform.

Inside and outside the imperial city, the people who looked up and saw the couple were instantly ebullient, their eyes filled with astonishment.

The distant bell rang for the third time.

Inside and outside the palace, tens of thousands of people suddenly came to their senses from intoxication. They all bowed down to the ground, and the deafening shouts almost resounded, "Long live, long live, my emperor! Thousand years, age, age, age, age, age of the empress!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live the empress!"

Shouting and shouting came one after another, one higher than the other, leaving a deep shock in everyone's heart.

Standing at the highest point, Linyue looked down at the thousands of people in the imperial city, and suddenly felt a sense of greatness in his heart, as if they were standing on the clouds at this moment, looking at all living beings in the distance...

"Feng Qi, before today, I always thought that the title of empress to me is actually the same as a marriage certificate." Linyue said, putting a tender white finger on his Yanyan smiled lightly on her lips, "Don't ask me what a marriage certificate means. I just want to tell you right now that everything you have given me today is far beyond the meaning of a marriage certificate. Can't forget it."

"If you can't forget, then don't forget." Feng Qi took her hand, put it on her lips and kissed it lightly, "Linyue, if one day we have to participate in the game of competing in the world, then one day, I will give you a grander ceremony than this—when you become the only mistress in this world."

Linyue raised her eyebrows, "Are you so confident in yourself?"

"I've always had confidence in myself." Feng Qi chuckled, and didn't feel that this was a question that required doubts at all, "I just never thought about it before, and I didn't bother to care about it, but the current situation in the world no longer allows me to be indifferent That's right, except for our son, the country in my hands will never be handed over to anyone else. Then, we must participate in the game of fighting for the world."

we.

Linyue likes to hear these two words.

This means that in Feng Qi's heart, she has always regarded her as a lover and comrade-in-arms who can fight side by side, rather than a weak woman who needs to hide deep in the inner courtyard of the boudoir.

"Chasing the deer in the world..." Linyue hooked her lips, smiling wantonly and lazily, "I like this game."

(End of this chapter)