The Royal Highness - C1

On the day of Qiu Miner’s wedding, ten miles outside of Prime Minister’s House was the color of red.

Her father led her tribesmen kneeling from the inner hall all the way to the outer courtyard. The bride sat alone on the seat of honor in her phoenix coronet.

Xiang Ye had killed a seven year old Emperor of Light in front of him, but left him with his life.

The upper yang palace occupied the entire island, the grand hall could hold hundreds of people for a feast, but in the empty Hall, there was only the first dragon and phoenix throne with golden light.

Hearing these words, Yue’er turned her face to the side to look at the female official beside her. Realizing that Yu’er’s gaze was on her, Yun mama was startled, and subconsciously lowered her head.

The young Empress had a pair of noble and beautiful eyes, and her pitch-black pupils seemed to hide a myriad of worlds. It was clearly just a clear and calm gaze, but it made her, a female official of a Old Dynasty who had been in the palace for many years, feel fear and awe towards him.

“Then when the Emperor arrives, place another chair.”

This was the first sentence Qiu Miner said after entering the imperial city.

She looked forward, held up her heavy skirt, and arrogantly walked through the gates of upper yang palace. From then on, this island was her world, and she was the most respected woman in Da Qi.

The wedding celebration of the new Queen was held in Antai Hall. The current Emperor, who was thirty-three years old, had had a wife when he was still the King of Jizhou. His wife had passed away when she was young. The emperor did not hold a grand wedding ceremony with her. Although the procession to escort the bride was grand, they only rode the palanquin to send the empress to upper yang palace.

At this time in the Antai Hall, Guan Le’s voice could be heard incessantly. The former concubine of the Duke’s Mansion was now a famous concubine in the harem. From time to time, she would throw a flirtatious glance at the Emperor.

“Your Majesty, the Yun mama sent a message. The Empress ordered them to place another chair in the main hall of the upper yang palace.”

Xiang Ye’s gaze lingered on the dancers’ skirts that fluttered about as he indifferently drank the wine in his cup. He asked: “Set up another chair?”

Zhou Huai replied, “Yes, Yun mama has informed Empress that when you arrive at upper yang palace, Empress can only stand at one side. So the Empress said, “Then you can put in another chair.”

Xiang Ye put down his wine cup coldly, as if the new Queen was different from what he had imagined.

No one in this world could replace a wife, but the officials advised him that the atrium must have a queen.

In order to stabilize the dynasty and the imperial power, he had finally chosen Qiu Zhenyu’s daughter.

“As she wishes.” Xiang Ye agreed.

“Yes…” Zhou Huai raised his eyebrows, obviously finding it unbelievable.

“What time is it?”

“The time has passed.”

Xiang Ye lifted his eyes, passed through the multi-colored Hall, and saw the pitch-black night sky outside the door. But since he was in the light, he could not clearly see the stars in the sky. The emperor suddenly stood up, and for a moment, all the music stopped, and all the ministers of the concubine held their breath, waiting for the emperor’s order.