My name is Ren

Chapter 93 Power, wealth and prestige, everything is here, in my hands!

The sky has not yet fully brightened, and the sky in the far east has turned white, and the stars all over the sky have become dim, no longer as bright as last night.The imperial capital, which had been noisy all night, finally fell into a short period of tranquility at dawn. However, it won't be long before this city that has just fallen asleep will wake up again.

Today is the day of Pars's coronation.

Pals didn't sleep all night, and after dawn, she smoked a whole three pieces of Long Island smoke bricks to keep herself alert. At this time, she changed into an extremely gorgeous dress, her face was tense, and her cheeks were clenching her teeth from time to time. Scroll back and forth.She seemed calm, but her eyelashes were trembling constantly.She suddenly changed her face, and pushed away Wade who was busy beside her, "Go away, find a place to stand still, I'm annoyed by you turning around."

Wade's aggrieved eyes were slightly red, and he stood shyly by the wall. Pars looked at his aggrieved virtue like a little wife, frowned, and snorted angrily, "I feel that there is something wrong in the middle line behind him." Come on, help me see what's going on?"

Wade burst out laughing again, the grievances on his face disappeared, leaving only a charming smile.He walked behind Pars, put his hands on her back, and slowly pushed to the sides based on the midline.The invisible cartilage hidden inside the clothes supports the shape of the dress, which also makes Pals uncomfortable in such clothes.Wade's hands were extremely hot, and Pars quickly became relaxed under the massage of these warm hands.

The chief executive of the royal family ignored this, staring intently at the hanger directly in front of him, like a wax figure that has no sense of existence.As the royal family's consistent steward who inherited his father's business, he knows very well that the royal family is far uglier than the gorgeous appearance in the eyes of the public.

"How many people will attend the ceremony today?" Pals kept adjusting some details of his clothes in front of the mirror, striving for perfection.An emperor has only one chance to be crowned in her life, so she must make herself extra perfect today.She pointed to the corner of the skirt, "I think this fold is a little bit off."

The seamstress immediately fetched the iron from the fire rack, quickly ironed out the creases, and then folded a new one.

Pals nodded in satisfaction, "This is much better,"

"A total of 490 people will participate in the coronation ceremony today, Your Majesty." The chief executive lowered his head and announced a number.

Wade was slightly surprised, "So many people? Are they all nobles?"

For Wade, the chief executive looked down on him. A man who has done this doesn't know what to say about him, poor?sorrow?I'm afraid it's not enough to describe his performance, it can only make people feel disgusted.But this is Her Majesty's private life, and has nothing to do with the country, and he has no need to offend His Majesty, just turn a blind eye.

Pals understood the dislike of the people around him towards Wade, she glanced lightly at the chief steward, who immediately replied: "Yes, they are all nobles, including the princes and princesses of the full moon and the Byron empire, and some Prince of a small country."

Wade seemed very happy, "Your Majesty, you are so amazing, today you are more dazzling than the sun, everyone will be stung by your brilliance!"

Pars's lips were slightly curved, and he chuckled twice.

As the sky became brighter, flags fluttered in the largest open space in the palace, and various family emblems swayed in the wind, which also supported the strength of the empire.Those princes and princes from small countries looked at the nobles present and could only show helpless expressions.Their identities seem to be extremely noble, but in terms of pure strength, they are not even comparable to some of the great nobles.A small country has the advantages of a small country, but it is more of a kind of helplessness.

The prince of the full moon took his younger sister to shuttle between various nobles. He was in his 30s, and his head wrapped in gold silk on a white background made him look full of exotic amorous feelings.He has dark red eyes, full of evil charm.The resolute face has sharp edges and corners, full of a different kind of style.

The prince of the Byron Empire sat in his seat, playing with a handle, and looked at those nobles with a half-smile, not knowing what was going on in his heart, his eyes were a little distracted.

When the time pointed to ten o'clock, the bell of the palace clock tower rang, and the lively crowd shut their mouths and got up.Under people's gaze, Pars appeared in people's sight with the support of the chief manager, holding a fluffy skirt in one hand.

Accompanied by the passionate music, Pals walked to the middle of the venue and stood in front of the throne with extremely rhythmic steps.She looked around for a week, and as far as she could see, people lowered their heads one after another. She was acting extremely noble at this time, and her whole body was filled with an invisible aura brought by peak power.When she slowly sat down with her back to the throne, people let out a soft admiration.They knew that this empress would completely take over the power of the empire and become the ruler of this huge country, the first empress in the history of the Orlando Empire!
The ceremony was still going on. Behind the throne were seven golden seats covered with red cushions. A group of seven people entered in a file and sat on the seven golden seats.They guard the queen, they have the same sacred blood as the queen, they are the founders of the empire, and they are also the cornerstone of the empire.They have the same name and are honored as the golden nobles.

Ren put on an extremely rare dress. The crimson cloth was full of thorn patterns, solemn, solemn, and noble!
The chief steward took a step forward and raised his voice and said, "I invite the Pope."

The Pope, a black-haired man in his 50s, is not handsome, nor does he have a particularly strong personality. He is ordinary, but extraordinary, extraordinary.His whole body exuded a shining white light, as warm as nephrite, holding a red cushion in his hand, and holding a beautiful and luxurious crown.He walked slowly in front of Pals, bent slightly, and called His Majesty.

"I, Galin III, in the holy name, under the gaze of the gods, crown you, the ruler under the starry sky, the driver of all things, His Majesty Orlando VII Pals. You will be honored by all Blessings and praises of God and all peoples, people will sing praises for your kindness and praise your generosity. Your rule is protected and recognized by the gods, and the gods will walk with you, holy and great!"

Pals stood up slowly and lowered his head, "With the sacred blood, I will fulfill my responsibilities, protect my people, drive away evil, and usher in light, holiness and greatness!"

The pope raised the crown high. The colorful gemstones and gold structure made the crown dazzling in the sun. Amidst people's exclamations and hot gazes, the crown slowly fell on Pals's head. superior.The Pope took a step back with a smile, bowed and saluted, "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

After Pars returned the salute, she sat down again. The smile on her face could not be suppressed. The smile from the heart made her look charming.

The prime minister of the empire slowly stood up, walked to the throne, and held a golden scepter in front of him, "By the sacred blood, I recognize you, blessed by the sacred blood, the supreme and noble Pars, in the presence of the gods Watch, and present your scepter."

Pals stood up again, bowed in return, her trembling hands betrayed the excitement in her heart at this moment, she took the scepter, held it tightly, and raised it high.All the nobles watching the ceremony stood up and gave warm applause and praise.

The prime minister returned to his seat, and the marshal on the other side also stood up. Like a prime minister, he walked up to Pars, drew out the golden long sword at his waist, and lightly wrapped it around his wrist.A streak of bright red blood flowed along the blade from the gauntlet of the hilt to the tip of the sword, and finally dripped.

"With the sacred blood, I recognize you, blessed by the ancient ancestors, Pals, who rules all races, and under the watchful eyes of the ancient ancestors, offer your long sword."

Pals took a deep breath and took the long sword. She held the sword in one hand and the scepter in the other. Wearing a crown on her head, she was dazzling.The eyes of the whole world seem to be focused on her, sacred and inviolable, full of supreme majesty.Her momentum continued to grow and grow crazily, and the coercion contained in her eyes made her lower her head wherever she looked. At this moment, Pars felt that she was extremely powerful, and the whole world was in her hands.

She is omnipotent, nothing can stop her, nothing can stop her!

She is the king of the world!

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After changing into relatively simple clothes, Pals reappeared in people's sight, and she needed everyone's blessing.One by one, the nobles kept appearing in front of her, bowing and kissing the ruby ​​ring on her ring finger.They offered her their own admiration, drawing out the words that came to their minds, for her beauty, her power, her all.

She just stood there, receiving everyone's blessings.

The prince of the Byron Empire sneered, and secretly cursed at his female cousin. He curled his lips and showed a contemptuous expression to the third prince of the Full Moon Empire beside him, "A woman can actually become the ruler of an empire. The most ridiculous thing I've ever seen or heard. Can you imagine? Those women who are good at giving birth and serving men can actually run a country. Does she know how to deal with government affairs? That's not giving birth and lying in bed humming Just the sound."

The third prince of the full moon smiled, his crimson eyes were like bright gems, and he didn't particularly agree with the complaints of the prince of the Byron Empire.The reason is very simple, the present Pars is the future him.He will also become the great chief of the full moon in a few years, ruling tens of millions of people.

To the prince beside him who can only long for the crown in his dreams and whose stomach is full of sour water, he just hugged and smiled lightly.

And disdain!

Untouchables!

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It's too noisy, the codeword needs to be quiet, but it's too noisy now, there is another chapter.

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