Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 233 – The Mysterious New Empress
In the second year of Yunlie, the first day of June.

Wencheng Lu Xue was dressed in plain clothes, and under Feng Zhan's extremely unkind eyes, he slowly stepped into the carriage that was deporting him.

During this period, she tried all means, even suicide, but failed to change Sikong Que's heartlessness.

Thinking of what she would face after returning to Dayan, she shivered.

She turned her head and stared at the festive red silk all over the palace for the last time, and suddenly revealed a very ironic sneer.

"madman!"

After she said this harshly, she resolutely stepped into the carriage.

In Fengxian Hall, distinguished guests from all over the world and civil and military officials gathered again for Emperor Yunlie's second wedding.

The new empress was quite sacred, and Emperor Yunlie disregarded the ancestral system and greeted her in person.

Along with the festive music played by Sheng Xiao Suona, Si Kong Que, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, was holding a wooden object tightly covered by red silk in his hand.

Looking at the outline, it looks very much like..., like a spirit card.

Jananfeng tugged at Zhan Ying, who had reddened eyes, and said in a low voice, Qi Qiran:

"His wedding dress, as well as the high boots on his feet, were bought by Sister Mei herself when he and Sister Mei got married."

The two looked at each other, wondering what kind of medicine Sikong Que was selling in the gourd today.

At this time, the guests showed strange looks on their faces. Where is the new queen?
Why was only Emperor Yunlie seen at this time? This grand wedding was full of strange colors from the beginning to the end.

"The newcomer has arrived, let's start the banquet!"

"what?"

"Where is the new queen? Why didn't I even see the shadow?"

"Ah! Look quickly, His Majesty is about to lift the red silk cloth!"

At this time, Sikong Que was holding the red silk in one hand, and the other end of the red silk was tied to the tightly covered wooden sign.

In a daze, he seemed to see her talking and laughing at Yan Yan that year, shyly and timidly, pulling up the bride's hair for him.

He really wanted to hold her hand again and walk across the bridge that welcomed her that day. On the bridge were green leaves and red flowers, and under the bridge were houses with flowing water.

But now, what lies between them is the Naihe Bridge, which separates yin and yang. On the other end of the bridge is white hair, and on the other end of the bridge is white hair.

When he smiled gently and lifted the red hijab on the spirit card, everyone gasped.

What did they see!
Under the red silk was a small tablet with Sikong Que's handwriting on it:

The spirit seat of his beloved wife Li Qingmei.

The civil and military officials of the Gale Empire quickly realized that they were all heartbroken and prostrate on the ground.

"Your Majesty! Absolutely not! There has never been a precedent for dark marriages in the Gale Royal Family!"

"Your Majesty! You can posthumously confer the birth mother of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and give her a posthumous title. You must not dethrone the Six Palaces!"

"Your Majesty! Marriage in the dark is an ominous omen! It is ominous for the fortune of the country! Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

Sikong Que only looked at the officials' persuasion indifferently, and after a long time, he walked up to one of the most troublesome imperial envoys.

"My family affairs! I decide for myself! Or, do you want to wear my crown?"

"I dare not! Your Majesty, think twice! Your Majesty!"

The imperial envoy had heard the killing intent from Sikong Que's impatient tone, and immediately kowtowed like garlic.

After Sikong Que put the label of treason on the opponents, the officials could only tremblingly withdraw their voices of opposition.

At this time, Sikong Que held Li Qingmei's spirit tablet, and under the auspices of Qin Tianjian, performed three bows and nine knocks.

After the ceremony was completed, silk and bamboo in the palace were melodious, and magnificent fireworks began to be set off all over the palace.

Zhan Ying and Jiananfeng had already hugged each other, crying into tears.

"People are dead, what's the use of doing these empty postures!"

But the two of them witnessed the ups and downs of Si Kongque and Li Qingmei's separation and reunion.

They knew very well in their hearts that if Sister Mei knew about it, they would be very happy in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)