A few drops of Qingxi's blood splashed out on the gray ground, and the stars fell down, reminding Qingning once again of the moment when his parents died in the pear garden. It was so unreal, and meeting each other seemed like a lifetime ago, but the heartache of two years still remained unabated.

Mu Ling gave her a total of ten darts, saying that such darts are very light and can still be used well without martial arts. They were originally used for self-defense, but now they are almost used up by Qingxi.

Feng Chen looked at Qing Ning in front of him. This was the woman he wanted. Even if he was in the most dangerous situation, he would face the enemy with the highest posture. This was the light that Zheyang, which he could always be out of reach.

Qing Ning looked at Qing Xi lying on the ground, and his expression changed from mockery to pain and gradually returned to calm. The calmness was a little terrible.

She walked forward slowly, ignoring the people behind her, as if she was the only one left in the world, and her figure was desolate and decisive.

Feng Chen looked at her back quietly behind. It was like this many times before. He watched her leave and gradually disappeared in front of him. But this time he didn't want to be just that back. Feng Chen looked back and said to the pair of imperial guards: "Escort Princess Qingning back to Zheyang Palace."

Qingning paused after hearing this sentence, but still dragged his steps and returned to her Zheyang Palace.

At this time, no matter how magnificent or how many flowers and silk in the hall were, they all turned gray and white in the eyes of the woman, and everything seemed to be so lifeless.

Qing Ning sat at the table and quietly poured himself a cup of tea. The tea leaves floated and rose like life. It was just a matter of a moment.

"Come in, don't stand outside." Qing Ning raised his eyes and looked at the slender figure outside the window with the wind, and said with a lowered look.

Feng Chen pushed the door and walked in, with two palace maids behind him. He was holding a tray in his hand and a big red wedding robe on it.

Feng Chen slowly approached Qing Ning step by step and smiled, "Zheyang, this wedding dress was designed by me myself. Then I found the best craftsmen in the country and made it for two years before sewing it. Do you want to take a look?"

"Okay" Qing Ning stood up and watched the two palace maids gradually take out the wedding dress and stretch it out. The red color was behind it with golden thread, which outlined the phoenix totem of "Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens". The tail of the phoenix was inlaid with crystal glaze bit by bit with needles and threads.

Qing Ning raised his hand and touched the wedding dress. It felt cold and smooth, and would not feel any heat in summer, and it would be very comfortable to wear it. Qing Ning looked at the wedding dress and sighed: "You have taken great pains to do the best ice silk!"

"As long as you like."

"But, you know what I want is not the Phoenix Seal." Qing Ning put down his hand and stopped touching the exquisitely crafted wedding dress in front of him. He turned around and prepared to sit back to the table, but Feng Chen raised his hand and blocked his way.

"I will give it to you what Zheyang wants, then." Feng Chen looked at her eyes and said with a smile. Now that he has revenge, the only thing in the world that can make him miss a little nostalgic is Zheyang.

He had already made plans. Even if the day of marriage was facing collapse, he would use his last strength to pounce on the light.

"Okay" Qing Ning turned around, walked to the two palace maids, raised his hand to let them change clothes for themselves, Feng Chen smiled and looked at Qing Ning in the red wedding dress. How many times did he look like in his dreams? Now it is present in front of him. It is so beautiful that he even feared to touch it, fearing that this beauty would disappear after touching it.

A few days later, the ceremony of the Queen of the Conferred Episode began. Feng Chen seemed to be trying to put his throne ceremony on this day. He wanted to bet on how cruel Qingning was.

Feng Chen wore a red dragon robe and stood on the high platform of the Political Consultative Hall. Against the backdrop of the golden dragon chaise, he was particularly noble and heroic, smiling as he looked at the woman slowly walking towards him below.

The woman's red dress was noble and elegant, and her every move brought a royal temperament. The skirt behind her got rid of a very beautiful curve and walked up to the Golden Luan platform step by step.

Seeing the woman coming up, Feng Chen stretched out his hand and pulled her to her very gracefully. He watched her borrow the jade seal from the hands of the Si Liguan, and slowly handed the imperial seal with a golden dragon to her.

Feng Chen's work was a bit slow. This hand over all his trust, all his hard work, and even his life were all handed over to the woman he loved deeply, and she let her deal with it.

Qing Ning looked at the jade seal with his eyes very serious, as if he was looking for something, and seemed to be trying to determine something, but somehow he suddenly loosened his hand and the jade seal in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

After rolling along the steps a few times, he landed under the court. Before Feng Chen was surprised, Ruian Hou, who was standing in front of the officials, quickly picked up the jade seal as if he was ready.

"Oh" Qingning suddenly screamed with regret at this moment, looked at Ruian Hou and said, "Uncle, Qingning accidentally dropped the jade seal, please ask uncle..."

"Jade Seal?" Ruianhou laughed dryly at the things in his hand, and looked at the people on the platform with a little hatred: "If this piece of broken gold and jade can be called a jade seal, then..."

Ruian Hou said and raised his hand to take out the jade seal that Qingning's secret guard handed to him yesterday. The real jade seal is now in his hands. Qingning is now acting in this scene to expose Feng Chen's scam in front of the ministers.

"This..." The ministers below were stunned when they saw the jade seal in Ruianhou's hand and discussed: "Why are there two jade seals?"

"Hahaha, Feng Chen, you traitor, pretend to hold my imperial seal and intend to seize the power of the Celestial Empire. Before Emperor Beichen left, he specially handed the seal to me, hoping that one day the Prince of Zheyang will return, I can take out the real jade seal for His Royal Highness to succeed to the throne!"

Ruian Hou looked like a loyal and righteous old minister, and knelt on the ground, shouting at Qingning: "The old minister welcomes His Highness the Crown Prince."

Then some ministers followed Ruian Hou and knelt down and said, "Welcome to the Crown Prince."

There were also some people in the court who were Fengshen. They refused to kneel down and looked at Ruian Hou and others with fierce eyes.

One of the people dressed in the general stood up and said to Ruian Hou disdainfully: "Prince Zheyang has become the emperor's queen, what are you? Is it better to question the emperor's jade seal than the marquis who asked the last general's long sword."

As he said that, the man had already drawn his knife and looked at Ruian Hou. Some of the people on Ruian Hou had a little bit of shyness in their hearts. They were almost heartless and eager to try, intending to turn against him.

"That depends on whether the general's sword is hard or the general's sword is hard." After this voice, Chu Zhiyao, who was carrying a group of imperial guards, walked in outside the hall.

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