daughter in power

Chapter 136
A jade ring fell into the eyes of the two of them.

Qiqi doesn’t know why she asks this at this moment.

King Xiaoyang smiled, and brought his big hand closer so that she could see it more clearly.

"This ring was given to me by a person more than ten years ago, and it is very important to me."

There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "I remember that at that time, my hands were too small to wear it. Later, I worked hard to grow taller so that I could wear the ring."

Qiqi was taken aback, seeing the warm expression on his face, she couldn't help but hesitate: "Is it Feng Qiqi?"

Ten years ago, someone who was very important to him.

A ring must have experienced many things from being unable to wear it to wearing it tightly on the hand.

Besides Feng Qiqi, she couldn't think of anyone else.

It seems that there are no other women in his life.

He smiled: "Yes."

With a flash in her eyes, he had already taken off the ring, and said with a slight smile: "Now that I have you, I really don't need to wear this ring anymore."

With a big hand, he suddenly opened the car curtain and threw the ring out.

The ring is too small, the road is too wide, but in the blink of an eye, there is no trace.

Qiqi blinked, looked at the open car door, suddenly didn't know what to say.

He stretched out his hand, hooked her chin, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "Okay, if you have no doubts now, let's go. The officials of the Ministry of Rites are still waiting in the Taimiao."

She was forced to look directly at him, looked at his flirtatious face, and hurriedly avoided.

He smiled slightly.

The welcoming team went all the way to the Ancestral Temple, and there was a sea of ​​people on the Central Street, all of them were watching Princess Xiaoyang.

I hope to see the beauty of the princess.

When someone mentioned Feng Qiqi's horoscope, and the rumors about the mother's appearance in the world, they couldn't help but sneer.

Destiny is like a fast-running carriage, roaring and crushing all kinds of life, and the world is myriad.

Feng Qiqi is destined to become a thing of the past.

And Jiang Qiqi, the daughter of the Jiang family's prostitute, is the real winner in life.

A rural village girl who came out of Linshui County, Lizhou Prefecture became a rare noble woman in this world.

Qiqi didn't know what other people were talking about, the sedan chair was a bit stuffy, but she didn't seem to feel uncomfortable.

The people around her cuddled up to her, and her heart suddenly became peaceful and gentle.

It was as if she had finally found a moment of tenderness in this world.

The team turned to the Bashui Bridge, less than three miles away from the Taimiao.

The marching team stopped.

Qiu Shuang stood outside the sedan chair door and said in a low voice: "Master...the news came from the palace that Concubine Lan is seriously ill and is in critical condition."

Qiqi's eyes flashed.

King Xiaoyang frowned, but he didn't take away his big hands around Qiqi's waist: "What do you mean by being in danger? She was living well in the palace, why did she suddenly get sick?"

His attitude towards Lan Murong has always been difficult for Qiqi to understand.

Since you don't like it, why do you want to marry her as a concubine?

Since you like it, why do you want to marry it and leave it cold?
Qiushuang didn't open the car curtain, so Qiqi couldn't see her face.

Her voice was even lower: "My subordinates don't know why Concubine Lan suddenly fell ill. But..."

She paused slightly: "I heard that there is a possibility of eating Hedinghong by mistake."

The crest of the crane is red, and the throat is sealed with blood.

If King Xiaoyang doesn't save Lan Murong, I'm afraid Lan Murong will really die.

Xiaoyang Wang turned his head to look at Qiqi with a cold face.

Qiqi was also looking at him.

His face turned cold, and his voice became angry: "Go straight to the Taimiao, and no one will disturb you."

There was no more sound outside, and after a long time, Qiushuang's reply came: "Here."

The welcoming team continued to move forward, only 300 meters away from the Taimiao.

300 meters away, standing in the wedding procession, you can see the 64 giant pillars in the center of the Taimiao.

Today, as long as Qiqi's name is filled in the royal family records, it means that Qiqi has officially become the concubine of King Xiaoyang.

As for the other side concubines, they are not eligible to keep their names in the records.

In other words, according to the royal records, King Xiaoyang is still single.

Neither Lan Murong nor Lin Weixin can occupy a seat.

The sound of playing music resounded throughout the Taimiao, and the officials waiting at the gate hurried forward to greet him.

Everyone was ready, just waiting for King Xiaoyang to lead Qiqi into the Taimiao, to fill in their names and perform the etiquette.

King Xiaoyang smiled, held Qiqi's hand and said, "Today, you have to be good. Let's get married early and go back to the palace early."

She never thought she was bad.

Even if there was, it was only because of intentional anger at him.

Her eyes flickered, but she refused to make a sound.

He shook his head, got out of the sedan chair first, then turned around and stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms.

Just like that all the way into the Taimiao.

The waiting officials exclaimed, but nothing could be reversed.

He won't take advice from any of them, because he's never been too opinionated.

What he likes and what he doesn't like, he clearly distinguishes them.

He has a clear distinction between likes and hates, indifferent and lazy, and with a single look, he can reject all the things he doesn't want in the world for thousands of miles.

He lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and said gently: "My Qi'er, I spoil myself. No one dares to do anything to you, don't be afraid."

She raised her head to look into his eyes, and saw the gentleness in his eyes.

She turned her head to look at the officials who bowed and saluted, and suddenly felt a little unspeakable.

After entering the Taimiao, he still hugged her.

He walked all the way to the tablet of the ancestors and stood in the empty and lofty hall before he carefully put her down.

The toes of her shoes still didn't touch the ground, and he used a futon to pad it on the golden square bricks.

She stood still and looked up at the majestic ancestral tablet, feeling a little guilty in her heart.

That wonderful sense of oppression struck again, making people suffocated.

He is calm and breezy.

"Wen Shangshu, prepare the ink brush." ​​He turned his head and explained to the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

The official who had been waiting in the hall for a long time came forward with a vermilion pen and a record, bowed and said, "My lord, please name the concubine."

He nodded, picked up the vermilion pen soaked in ink, and moved towards the open book.

There, Xia Xi, the king of Xiaoyang, was written impressively.

Next to it, there is nothing under the word Wangfei, waiting to add someone's name.

Qiqi blinked, stared at the pen in his hand, and then looked at the blank space in the record, suddenly her heart skipped a beat.

"Owner……"

Outside the hall, someone made a sound.

The sound reverberated in the empty hall, ethereal and lonely.

Qiqi turned her head and saw Chunshui's indifferent eyes.

"Master, Madam is here with an urgent order."

In Chunshui's hands was a rose-red scroll, Madam Yinyue made a decree, and it went down to the Taimiao.

In order to prevent Qiqi from getting married, she was really drunk.

Qiqi's eyes flashed, Xiaoyang Wang held the scroll coldly, and raised his voice: "It's a big deal, I can't stop this king and Jiang Qiqi from getting married, the decree will come when it arrives, put it aside first."

Chun Shui bowed: "Here."

The rosy red scroll is so bright and eye-catching that people can't help but look at it more.

Qiqi took a step back subconsciously, but was pulled by the wrist by King Xiaoyang.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

She tried to raise her head: "I think so many people prevent us from getting married. Maybe...we really won't be happy when we get married. "

He frowned, and a layer of frost instantly formed on his gentle face: "Don't be afraid. They stopped because they didn't understand me at all. Don't you even understand me?"

She really doesn't understand.

"I..." Her eyes flashed, and her dark blue eyes remained cool: "I'm not..."

He hugged her waist firmly, turned his head, and said to the official of the Ministry of Rites: "Bring it."

At some point, the official hid with the record in his hand.

It seems that she is afraid of Mrs. Yinyue.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites tremblingly held the catalog and approached again.

He picked up the wolf pen, and wrote the three characters Jiang Qiqi next to his name firmly.

After writing the three words, he put down his penis, smiled with his lips curled up, and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air: "It's finally..."

"Master... it's not good, master!"

Outside the main hall, Qiu Shuang rushed over, her face full of horror.Before she could speak, there was a fast horse galloping outside.

The horseshoes stepped on the high steps of the Taimiao, crisp and deafening.

"The empress has a decree. The emperor suffered a stroke in the Chaoyang Palace and became unconscious. Please go to the Imperial Study Room to have an audience with King Xiaoyang."

The inner eunuch's voice was very thin, filled with deliberately suppressed panic.

The emperor had a stroke, the situation changed, and there was bound to be another bloodbath in the court.

Amid the turbulent undercurrent, the princes will start another battle for the crown prince.

Because, the elderly emperor had a stroke and was likely to never wake up.

The young prince was already impatient with waiting.

King Xiaoyang's complexion changed, and he said in a low voice, "It turned out that the empress first discovered the strangeness of the father."

He raised his eyes coldly, glanced out of the vermilion gate of the hall, and said sharply: "Where is Mrs. Yinyue?"

People don't know.

The inner eunuch who announced the decree rolled in like shit, holding the decree and said: "My lord, quickly enter the palace..."

Too late, everything is too late.

His face was cold, and at the door, Chunshui had already unfolded a rose-red decree.

Without taking a second look, he quickly handed it over to King Xiaoyang.

King Xiaoyang reached out to take it, and looked at it carefully.

Qiqi couldn't help taking a sneak peek, but only saw a few words in one line.

"The wind and cold are worsening today, and I can't afford to get sick anymore. I refuse all food and drink. I fear that I will die soon..."

She was startled, blinked, and pretended not to see.

He threw Yizhi down, and said coldly: "What time is it, you're just pretending to be sick and stupid."

Yizhi was thrown and rolled out, Gululu scattered.

Chun Shui hurriedly picked it up and held it in his arms.

King Xiaoyang's face darkened, he straightened his back, and said calmly, "Order the Wolf Barracks to send five thousand soldiers and horses to rush to the rescue of Liuhuo City, lest the princes of the royal family may change."

"Here."

He turned his head and looked at Chun Shui: "Lead five hundred guards to wait outside the Qianzhong gate. Without my king's order, no one is allowed to enter or leave."

"Here."

Chunshui and Qiushuang moved separately, but after a while, their horses neighed outside.

The horseshoe clattered away gradually.

There was silence in the hall.

The Minister of Rites was already trembling in his calves.

He held the royal family book in his hands like a grasshopper sifting chaff.

If one is not careful, it will definitely fly out.

He sneered: "Put the book in its original place, and be careful of the ink stains on my words."

"Here."

The Minister of Rites hurriedly replied, and fell to his knees with a "plop".

Xiaoyang Wang turned his head coldly, looked at Qiqi, stretched out his hand and hugged her horizontally.

He walked out of the Taimiao step by step, and said in a loud voice: "The Jiang family in Lizhou Prefecture is beautiful, and it has been recorded in the genealogy book of the Daxia Royal Family. From today onwards, she will officially be the concubine of Xiaoyang Wang. If there are any disobedient ones, this king will not be punished." Forgive me."

"Here."

Outside the Taimiao, the officials who participated in adding the roster and the messengers who welcomed the relatives hurriedly bowed their heads and knelt on the ground for a while.

But he didn't look at them, he hugged Qiqi onto the steed horse, and then got on the horse as well.

The steed galloped, carried him and her on its back, and ran longitudinally in Liuhuo City, along the Central Avenue, and went straight to the Qianzhong Gate of the Imperial Palace.

She raised her head, trying to see his indifferent face clearly, but she saw a long-lost softness from his knife-like profile.

(End of this chapter)