Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 234 - The most love, but your last name
In Zhaoming Palace, Sikong Que had already taken off his wedding clothes, and put on the regular clothes that Li Qingmei personally sewed for him.

In the past, when she was alive, I always complained that she was racing against time to sew new shirts for him, and she didn't even have time to accompany him.

Only now did he realize that she was really running out of time, that's why she was in such a hurry.

At this time, he picked up the wine in front of the table, sprinkled one cup in front of the spirit tablet, and drank the other cup in one gulp.

"Qingmei, look, you are finally my queen, my only wife in this life, Sikong Que's only woman in this life!"

"So what about the eternal separation between man and nature? It's just that I am here and you are in the sky. We love each other from afar!"

Suddenly, fireworks and firecrackers crackled outside the window, and he rushed towards the coffin that was placed on the dragon bed and where her old clothes and clothes were placed.

He took the closest dragon robe hanging on the screen, and covered her coffin.

"Someone! Somebody!"

He shouted embarrassingly, and soon a servant hurried into the hall.

"Stop those fireworks and firecrackers!"

The servants looked at each other in blank dismay. On the big day, the whole world celebrated together. According to the custom, the fireworks were supposed to be set off until the next day.

This…

"I order you to immediately stop the noise outside!"

"But Your Majesty..."

"Hush! Don't make noise, she didn't like noise the most during her lifetime!"

He wanted to cover her ears and block the noise for her as usual, but found that he couldn't do it anymore.

What I touched was a void and palpitating cold coffin.

Once thought, the end of the world is so far away; once thought is gone, the end of the world is so far away, memories are like tombs, as indifferent as plain, leaving him alone to live alone.

He opened the coffin, placed himself in it, and tightly hugged the robe that still had her breath in his arms.

One thought of prosperity and one thought of gray, one thought of joy, everywhere prosperous and everywhere brocade.Every thought becomes obsession, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.

He suddenly felt stupid!He paid the price with the life of his beloved for this cold throne.

This blood-stained country is picturesque, but it is not as good as the faint smile on her cheek.

The fireworks and firecrackers in the palace stopped soon, and the crying of Prince Sikong Nianqing suddenly sounded in Zhaoming Hall.

Sikong Que wiped away the tears remaining in the corners of his eyes, immediately got up, and clumsily picked up the crying child in the cradle.

On the first day of June in the second year of Yunlie, Emperor Yunlie disregarded the persuasion of all officials and performed a ghost marriage ceremony with the crown prince's biological mother, Li Shi.

On the second day of June, Emperor Yunlie formally promulgated the imperial edict for the establishment of the empress, making Li, the birth mother of the prince, the queen, and the posthumous title of the new empress "Wei".

On the third day of the sixth lunar month, Emperor Yunlie issued an edict ordering the Ministry of Industry to immediately mobilize manpower to raze the Daming Mountain between Cangyun and Shouchun City to the ground.

Be sure to stand on the turret of Cangyun City, and you can clearly see the tallest Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Shouchun City.

The minister of the Ministry of Industry wants to cry but has no tears. This famous mountain has a history of thousands of years, and there are too many ruins of ancient temples in the mountain. Is your majesty stunned?Want to move mountains?
But complaints are complaints, so he could only put on a bitter face and began to fulfill His Majesty's imperial decree.

And the government soldiers that Li Qingmei created, including those Kunlun people she placed, all disappeared overnight after learning of her death.

Since then, Kunlun people, regardless of men, women, old or young, have tattooed their faces.

On their faces, they all tattooed the word "slave" exactly like Li Qingmei's, in memory of the benefactor who saved the Kunlun clan from extermination for thousands of years.

Fortunately for all the officials, after Emperor Yunlie issued the decree to move the mountain, he did not issue any other frightening edicts.

Dafeng's precarious political situation and weak national strength, under the leadership of this decisive and ruthless king, gradually moved towards the heyday of the empire.

(End of this chapter)