Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 682
"According to the regulations, the prince will go to the Fengxian Hall to salute."

Nanny patiently explained the rules and etiquette to Mo Yan.

The post-sealing ceremony is a relatively cumbersome process, and Wanqi Yuling notified the yamen in advance to prepare.

The Ministry of Rites invites the prime minister and one minister each to act as the principal and deputy envoys of the canonization, and also prepares the gold book, Jinbao, which symbolizes the queen's noble status.

The Hanlin Academy is responsible for writing good books and precious articles.

Mammy explained the small details in great detail, Mo Yan remembered it carefully, her hands trembling nervously, afraid of making a joke and embarrassing in front of civil and military officials.

The post-sealing ceremony was different from the past. In order to reflect its solemnity, all civil and military officials and wives in Kyoto were invited to watch the conferment ceremony. This is an anecdote that has never appeared in the history of Dai Viet, and Kyoto has already publicized it.

Mo Yan practiced etiquette in a regular manner. She has a foundation in martial arts, her body is flexible, and she doesn't need much effort to do difficult movements.

An hour later, the sent nun left Nanping Palace and returned to the palace to report.

"Mo Bing, prepare the gifts we brought from Dawu, let's go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion first."

Mo Yan lifted the window screen, looked at the sky, was delayed by learning etiquette, and saw that it was noon.

"Princess, don't worry."

Mo Bing brought a small pot of cantaloupe that had been peeled and peeled off, and placed it on the table casually.

In the morning, the servant girl of Mo's mansion delivered the letter, and Mo Xiang and his wife went to visit Ye Xiang's mansion, and the Ministry of Rites made temporary sacrifices to heaven and earth, and the main street in Kyoto was closed.

"That's it."

Mo Yan used a small bamboo stick to pierce a piece of emerald green melon, the cellar of the palace is better, the fruit is kept fresh, she has never tasted such a sweet melon in Yingchuan.

After eating several yuan in a row, Mo Yan went to the next room to soothe the heat in his heart, where the three little ones hadn't taken a nap and were playing with a pony carriage.

Tuanzi was not taken seriously when he was a child. He was in poor health and was bedridden all year round. He had no toys. It was a novelty to see a pony carriage that could run.

Baobao and Baobao didn't hide their secrets. The two brothers put the pony carriage into the hands of Tuanzi and taught him how to make the carriage run.

Mo Yan nodded in relief, and suddenly felt that the two buns had grown up.

"Baby, baby, do you like your grandfather or grandmother?"

Hugging the baby, Mo Yan took out a pure cotton handkerchief from her sleeve pocket, and wiped the drool from his lips.

"Grandmother."

After thinking for a while, Bao Bao answered first, Bao Bao took his elder brother as the standard in everything, and did not raise any objections.

"But grandfather gave you sweets."

Cannibals have soft mouths, short hands to grab people, and buns are too small to understand this truth.

"Mother, grandma wolf, grandfather."

Baby's face collapsed, and Mother told a story about Little Red Riding Hood, and he thought Grandma Wolf was his grandfather.

"Cough cough."

Mo Yan almost choked on her own saliva, waved her hands helplessly, and decided not to communicate with the little buns.

She retracted her previous thoughts and made the two buns sensible, and there was a long way to go.

The moon on August [-] is very round, like a big disc.

Mo Yan stood in front of the window looking at the moon, there seemed to be a dark shadow in the middle of the moon, flickering, as if someone was really on it.

Looking at the moon every year, she will evoke homesickness.

When I was in Yingchuan, I wondered if the moonlight in Kyoto was like this.In Kyoto, she wanted to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in modern times.

Some things are very close and yet far away, separated from her by a layer of veil, Mo Yan knew she couldn't go back.

Wan Tu Yuling walked into the far door with big strides, seeing each other every day was like three autumns, only when he saw Mo Yan could he feel at ease.

Seeing this, Guanshi Feng turned around and left, leaving the yard to the husband and wife.

The moonlight shone on Wanqi Yuling's body, reflecting his golden dragon robe, which was still shining brightly in the dark night.

The swaying tree shadow covered his tall and thin shadow, and he stood silently on the spot. His handsome and handsome face seemed gentle and elegant at first glance, like an independent and handsome young man.It's just that the corners of his narrow and slightly raised eyes and the indifference in his pupils gave him a more intimidating courage.

It seems that the world is in chaos, with flying sand and stones, everything becomes the background board of Wanqi Yuling.

"Yu Ling!"

Mo Yan didn't care about her disheveled black hair, walked around the corridor, ran quickly, and rushed towards Wanqi Yuling.

At this moment, her heart and eyes are full, and he is the only one.

"Watch your step!"

There were steps under his feet, Mo Yan threw himself into his arms too eagerly, and accidentally fell forward.

Even knowing that she has martial arts and can quickly grasp the balance, Wan Qi Yuling still flew up and hugged her in her arms before Mo Yan fell down.

Mo Yan's hand circled behind Wanqi Yuling's back, her face was flushed, she was so excited not because she saw the emperor uncle, she was more interested in the dragon robe he was wearing.

The material is very slippery, embroidered with bright yellow silk and gold thread, this is the first time Mo Yan has actually touched it.The dragon robe is the symbol of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Wan Tu Yuling stroked Mo Yan's hair with her hand, and slowly withdrew the powerful aura she had just had.

"Well, I miss you."

Mo Yan replied honestly, she wanted to say that she was anxious because she wanted to see the dragon robe, but she really didn't have the courage.

Everything in the palace is well prepared, and the ceremony will be held tomorrow, and the inner courtyard of the palace will be their home from now on.

"Don't worry, our new courtyard is exactly the same as the palace."

Wan Tu Yuling pressed a kiss on the top of Mo Yan's head. He didn't know how much effort he put in to make her not feel strange.

The harem is indeed a smoky place. During the construction, several corpses were dug up in the palace.

The imperial palace of the previous dynasty is also here, so the age of the corpse is too old to be verified.

In the harem, it is normal for a few people to disappear. Wan Qi Yuling abides by the ancestral system, otherwise he really couldn't bear to let his wife live in that gloomy place.

"It's nothing, it's just that it's not convenient to go out in the future."

It doesn't matter where it is, it's Kyoto anyway, if she wants to see her relatives, she can go out of the palace or ask her mother to pass a sign into the palace to visit.

"When the baby is 15 years old, let him sit in this position."

The couple talked intimately together, and did not alienate because of the change of status.

At the age of 15, with 13 years left, Wan Qi Yuling looked at his wife, "How about 12 years old?"

Big and big are good rivers and mountains. Instead of wasting them in the palace and dealing with these veterans, it is better to take your wife to find a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in seclusion.

In this way, no one will disturb him, and the children will not rob his wife.

"is this okay?"

12 years old and underage, he was squeezed into labor...

(End of this chapter)