The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 1219
Preparations for the post-sealing ceremony were in a hurry. When the imperial edict was announced to the people at dawn and the world knew about it, a grand celebration was already being held in the imperial city.

On that day, Lin Yun got up early to change his clothes. The phoenix-tailed skirts sewn by Yuyifang were laid out in the entire inner hall. On the bright red brocade, a huge phoenix was densely embroidered with gold thread. With a length of more than ten meters and a long tail, it is gorgeous and unparalleled.

"Your Majesty, this dress fits you perfectly. It's so beautiful." The servant girl waited beside her. Although she knew that Lin Yun was in a bad mood, she couldn't help admiring the radiant palace attire.

Lin Yun glanced at the dazzling phoenix tail lightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, a little sarcastic.

It would take two or three months to sew the clothes, if not for the preparations in advance, how could everything be ready within three days.

Qin Suiyang began to think about locking her in this exquisite cage as early as that time.

The red make-up in the mirror made Lin Yun's exquisite facial features look particularly three-dimensional, and there was a hint of stability and sharpness between the brows, which was the dignifiedness that a mother of a country should have, without anger and prestige.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and suddenly remembered the glass of wine that Qin Han drank Princess Helan on the spot at the banquet in the Xiongnu Palace.It was because of that glass of wine that she denied the familiarity in her heart.

Thinking about it now, it is so sad and ridiculous. Being inside the wall, many things are beyond his control. He drank the princess a glass of wine that day, but today she is dressed up to marry the new emperor.

After all, she was too stupid and stupid to miss the chance to recognize each other again and again.

But this time, she still has no regrets about her choice.

The auspicious time has come, the gongs and drums are blaring, horns are sounded in the huge imperial city, and the sound echoes in the sky above the entire capital. Inside and outside the palace, the subjects and common people knelt down and shouted, "Congratulations to the emperor, the empress is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!" .”

Lin Yun stepped onto the red carpet, lifted her footsteps under the attention of everyone, and slowly walked up the long steps. She lowered her eyes and never looked at the emperor standing on the top, fearing that in front of all the subjects in the world, Can't help but kill him.

In the past three days, all the weapons in the Yun Palace were confiscated, and martial law was imposed inside and outside the imperial city, not even a fly could enter or enter.

Qin Suiyang stood on the high platform, took off the bright yellow, and put on the groom's clothes. This condescension was worth it just because it was Lin Yun.

He stood there, watching the woman at the bottom of the steps approaching step by step. The flowers along the way were blood-like and extremely coquettish. No matter how many despicable methods he tried and how much he paid, just for this moment, it was worth it.

The emperor's wife is first the mother of the country and then the emperor's wife.

On the high platform, Lin Yun knelt down to accept the seal of the phoenix, and then drank the wine together, worshiped the heaven and the earth three times, and the ceremony was completed.

When the whole house shouted congratulations, there were still insiders who silently lamented and wept silently.

The old queen looked at the calm woman in front of her, but her mind couldn't stop echoing. On the long palace road that day, she asked one after another, and she sighed in her heart.

Under the stands, Xiaohu touched his mother's cheek and asked softly, "Mother, why are you crying?"

Cai Die hugged the child in her arms tightly, tears pouring down like a fountain, "Mother is crying for those who can't shed tears."

Within three months after the post-sealing ceremony, the palace must maintain a festive style, inside and outside the capital, even the gates of the city are hung with joyful silk cloth.

Ten days later, when the Northeast Army led the Xiongnu soldiers into the city, they could see the joy from a distance.

　Twentieth watch, here you go

　　
　
(End of this chapter)