Unexpected Marriage Meets Mr.Right - V3.C66
Just about to go, Poria cocos wrist suddenly a pain “be careful.” Deliberately low voice and wrist pain show the panic in the heart of Qingfeng, Poria cocos nodded back: “master don’t worry.”
At today’s ceremony, envoys from all countries met. The number of guards in the palace was twice as large as usual. Even in the cold palace, which is rarely visited by people, there may be a guard patrol at this time. Qingfeng scolds in his heart. Zhen Zhen says that he will not be born early or late, but he will be born at this time!
“What happened?” After hearing a soft inquiry, Qingfeng was still scared. Looking back, her sister was worried and looking at her. Qingfeng quickly said, “it’s OK.”
He said nothing, but his face was still in shock. Zhuo Qing sighed: “don’t hold anything in your heart, we will try our best to help you.” After all, Qingfeng is still a teenage girl with a strong character. She always does things regardless of the consequences. Looking at the scar on her face that is much deeper than herself and Gu Yun, Zhuo Qing always feels frightened. It’s estimated that last time I helped her steal the Empress Dowager’s private seal, it was also very dangerous. I’ll spare no effort. Occupying her sister’s body and enjoying her friendship with her sister, Zhuo Qing has already decided to take care of Qingfeng as her sister.
The cold voice is not gentle, but more confident than usual. My sister is really different from before. The warm flow in her chest calms down her panic. Qingfeng nods and says, “I know, it’s really OK.”
Obviously, she doesn’t want to say anything. Thinking about the affairs in the back palace, she can’t help. Zhuo Qing doesn’t ask any more. They chat casually. Qingfeng is obviously absent-minded, and Zhuo Qing stops talking. At ten o’clock in the afternoon, a ceremonial official walked up the stone steps in front of Qianyang hall and stood straight on the top of the stone steps. Without saying a word, the original noisy open space gradually became quiet. People around still immersed in their own thoughts, Zhuo Qing gently pushed Qingfeng’s shoulder, said: “it seems that the ceremony is about to start, you go.”
“Well?” Qingfeng returned to his senses. Looking up, he saw a line of hundreds of people coming from behind the Qianyang palace. Looking at the situation, it must be Yan Hongtian. Qingfeng looks at Zhuo Qing apologetically. Today, she seldom gets close to her sister, but she Qingfeng looks sad. Zhuo Qing just smiles heartily. Although she doesn’t give up, Qingfeng can only go to Qianyang hall. The vacancy under the white jade steps is her position.
“Here comes the emperor!”
Qingfeng just stood still, different from the previous shrill eunuch’s voice, a voice came from far and near, except that the guards were still standing majestic, others bowed to their knees and saluted at the same time.
Qingfeng is pregnant. It’s inconvenient to salute, so she can only kneel half. Therefore, at the moment of Yan Hongtian’s appearance, she saw him at a glance. Today, Yan Hongtian is wearing a black dress. Two flying golden dragons are embroidered with gold thread at the position of the rotator cuff. The waist is equipped with a ruby ring. The purple golden hair crown is shining in the sun. His cold eyes are getting deeper and deeper, The corners of his mouth didn’t make him look friendly at all. On the contrary, he was full of the king’s spirit that could not be looked directly at. Xin Yuening and Lou Suxin, who haven’t seen each other for a long time, walk around Yan Hongtian. They are both dressed in exquisite dresses and are full of luxury. On Xin Yuening’s dark red dress, there is also a picture of a hundred year old phoenix embroidered on it, which is in harmony with Yan Hongtian’s Golden Dragon.
“Long live the emperor, long live the emperor.”
“Long live the king, long live the king.”
From the moment Yan Hongtian stepped on the white jade stone steps, thousands of people chanted long live at the same time. The voice resounding through the sky made Qingfeng’s ears numb and his heart tremble. Qingfeng raised his eyes a little. He stood on the Qianyang hall, looking at all the people who bowed their heads to be courtiers calmly. At this moment, Qingfeng really felt what was the heavenly power of six countries’ worship and what was the supreme Royal prestige. Yan Hongtian only stood there quietly, as if he was the only one standing in the world, accepting the worship from all directions.
Yan Hongtian sat down and his voice stopped.
“Flat.” After a long silence, the deep male voice sounded, and Qingfeng seemed to hear the voice of a long breath, just like everyone else.
“Thank you, Emperor.”
“Thank God.”
Yan Hongtian raised his hand slightly, and the trombone horn at the entrance of the palace sounded at the same time. The sound of the trombone horn made people feel refreshed. After a while, when the horn stopped, a group of strong men, in groups of three, with big drums on each side, ran into the long and narrow open space in front of Qianyang hall. At this time, people noticed that there was a wooden platform about 10 meters high in the middle of the open space.
The strong man began to beat the drum. At this time, a woman dressed in red, stepped on the drum and walked slowly from the palace gate, holding the jade Guqin in her hand. She walked very slowly, and everyone’s eyes were focused on her. Her thin figure walked among the strong men waving her arms. The contrast between the strong and the weak was full of heartbreaking beauty. The woman walked to the high platform surrounded by several big drums and walked up with light steps. She walked like a weeping willow in the wind, showing her tenderness. On the high platform, the woman actually made it cross legged, put the piano on her knee, and there was a touch of natural and detached between her actions.
As soon as Su Shou was raised, the drum stopped. A string of clear sounds, melodious melody, such as the woman on the stage, delicate with a bit of free and easy, the piano sound gradually weakened, several big drums sounded at the same time, breaking the clear sound of Guqin. After listening to the music carefully, it is slightly different from the last performance. With the sound of Bell and drum, Qiu Tu shows the magnificent momentum, which is very integrated with the atmosphere of the celebration, highlighting the great power of the dome In the next three years, it will be widely spread among the six countries.The performance is wonderful. Unfortunately, Qingfeng’s heart is tied to the fact that huifei has a baby now, and she has no mind to appreciate it.
In previous years, the celebration performances were jointly decided by the Empress Dowager and the Ministry of rites. Most of them are nothing special. This year’s expression seems to be very similar to the emperor’s. Yan Hongtian’s rare eyes also fall on the woman in red with everyone’s eyes. Just because he listens to this song, he will think of the hunting picture painted by Qingfeng. The song and the painting complement each other, but slightly different Different from the song, the song is vigorous. For example, a team of strategic hunters are chasing the prey that is clearly in the bag, while Qingfeng’s hunting picture is more interesting. It is a fight between the brave and aggressive hunters and the cunning and ferocious prey.
The corners of his mouth raised a smile. Yan Hongtian looked at the green maple under the stone steps, but saw her eyes staring at the tea in her hand. She didn’t know what she was thinking.
“Master…”
After waiting for more than half an hour, Poria cocos finally came back. She didn’t dare to move too much. She was still sitting like that, but the cup in her hand was tight, and she asked in a low voice, “what’s the matter?”
The sound of the bell and drum is very loud. Even if she speaks normally, she may not be able to hear it clearly. However, Poria cocos is still careful to keep her voice down and close to Qingfeng’s ear. “Wenpo is still delivering her baby, but she can’t give birth all the time. I’m afraid it’s difficult to give birth…”
Dystocia
Always carry the heart Shu of a sink, green maple hand holding the cup “pa” fell on the table, splashed a table water.
The voice is not big, but it still attracts several attention. One of them is a man from a high position. Qingfeng doesn’t dare to look at him. She has an idea. She covers her stomach with her hand, and her face is in pain.
Poria cocos startled way: “master son?” Should not be scared to move fetal gas?
When Poria cocos was anxious to feel her pulse, Qingfeng grasped her hand and tightened it slightly. Her face was painful, but her voice was calm and said, “I’m ok.”
Yan Hongtian has already taken back his sight. Black eyes are still looking at the bright red figure on the stage, but they have no interest to appreciate just now. He whispers: “Gao Jin.”
“Yes.” No need for Yan Hongtian to say more, Gao Jin quickly walked to Qingfeng and asked in a low voice, “what’s the matter with you, empress Qingfei?”
Qingfeng covered his stomach with his hands and frowned slightly, smiling reluctantly, “it’s OK, it’s just I have a pain in my stomach all of a sudden. ”
“Come here, doctor Xuan.”
Qingfeng didn’t expect that GAOJIN would be xuanwang’s imperial doctor, and said, “don’t!” In addition to Huang Jiao, Wang Yuyi is Yan Hongtian’s special imperial doctor. His medical skills need not be mentioned. But if he comes, won’t he show his true feelings? Feeling that his tone was too urgent, Gao Jin was suspicious. Qing Feng supported his waist and explained with a smile, “it’s no big deal. Xuanlin Feng just came to our palace to have a look. These days, he’s the one who gives our palace recuperation and treatment to better understand our palace’s body.”
Gao Jin stared at her for a while, then said to the eunuch behind him: “xuanlin imperial doctor came to treat the empress.”
“Yes.” The eunuch runs away in a hurry, but Gao Jin doesn’t come back to Yan Hongtian. Instead, he stands at a place more than ten feet behind Qingfeng. It seems that he won’t go without hearing the imperial doctor’s explanation.
Make sure GAOJIN can’t hear her, Qingfeng continues to ask in a low voice: “how is she now?”
Pretending to pat Qingfeng on the back, Fuling replied with a heavy voice: “not very good. There is no hot water in the cold palace. Wu’er played some last night and kept it. Now it’s not hot any more. In late autumn, they have been covered with thin quilts, and their diet is poor. Princess Hui has been ill for half a month. Wenpo said that she didn’t have the strength to have a baby, and now it’s even more difficult for her to have a baby. Before the maidservant came, huifei It’s bleeding. If it goes on like this, the child won’t survive. Even she will die. ”
Heavy drumming with the sound of the zither, Qingfeng only feels that every time she hits her heart, if she doesn’t care now, it’s a corpse and two lives. If so, how? At this time and the emperor said, Zhen Zhen dystocia, the child is yours? Not to mention that the empress must interfere with it, no one in the palace knows that the only reason why Yan Hongtian’s face is because of the fact that the imperial concubines give birth to children? Where is the face of the dome? I can’t say it, at least not now. Qingfeng’s hands habitually caress her swollen stomach, and her eyes float to the man in the master’s position. Her thinking is more and more far-reaching. Her one child may not be able to give birth to a son. Yan Hongtian has only one son for ten years. It’s too strange and dangerous. Zhen Zhen must give birth to this child!
After pondering for a long time, Qingfeng finally said: “then Take a chance