Empress please be more ruthless

Chapter 62 The Emperor's Wedding (2)
Song Qingtong had long been used to Song Zhaoye's absurd words, but the ministers seemed not so used to it, and contemptuous sighs came from the hall.

At this time, a loud voice sounded in the hall: "Everyone be quiet, the worship ceremony will begin now!" It was Dongfang Rui who spoke, and Dongfang Rui presided over the wedding.

When the hall was quiet, Dongfang Rui said loudly, "Bow to heaven and earth!"

Song Qingtong and Shangguan Lianyue bowed to the gate of the palace.

"Two thanks!"

Before the word "Tang" in Dongfang Rui's mouth landed, Song Zhaoye said in a high voice: "Wait!"

Dongfang Rui frowned, and looked at Song Zhaoye with displeasure, Song Zhaoye had a bright smile on his face, glanced at Chu Tianmo, coughed lightly and said, "I just thought that the emperor not only wants to worship the ancestral tablet I have to worship Prime Minister Chu. As the emperor's prime minister, Prime Minister Chu has worked hard for more than ten years and is the mainstay of my Northern Qin Dynasty! After the emperor's brother passed away, Prime Minister Chu, as the chief assistant minister, devoted himself to assisting the emperor in his own administration. It can be said that Chu Xiang treats the emperor like his own daughter."

Dongfang Rui couldn't help nodding his head. He still agreed with what Song Zhaoye said. All the ministers in the palace nodded their heads. Dongfang Rui stroked his beard, glanced at Song Qingtong, and asked with a smile: "I don't know what the emperor wants?" How about next?"

Song Qingtong naturally had no objection, and said in a clear voice, "Yes!"

Chu Tianmo couldn't refuse, and surrounded by the enthusiasm of a group of ministers, he had no choice but to sit on the seat in the middle of the main hall. Dongfang Rui said loudly: "Second obeisance to the high hall..."

Song Qingtong saluted, when he bent down, his heart sank for some reason, and when he straightened up, an inexplicable pain went straight to his limbs!

"Bye husband and wife!"

Song Qingtong thought about the source of the inexplicable pain, and bowed to Shangguan Lianyue. The cheerful drum music played again, and the congratulations of the ministers echoed in the hall for a long time like the sound of a mountain.

After the voice died down, Dongfang Rui said: "Send the emperor and queen to the bridal chamber..."

Song Qingtong, led by the red silk, walked into the bedroom of Jingde Palace. Yu'er and Chengying took the lead to come to the big bed covered with a layer of auspicious candies such as peanuts and lotus seeds. Watching Song Qingtong sit down in front of the bed.

At this time, a palace lady walked in with low eyebrows and bowed her head at the door of the bedroom, holding a scale in her hand. Yu'er looked at each other in the shadow. Down.

Song Qingtong was sitting on the edge of the bed, under the hijab, a length of wedding gown floated into view, Shangguan Lianyue didn't leave, but stood in front of her, Song Qingtong knew that, as an emperor, her worship procedure was the same as that of ordinary women There is a difference. After a while, Shangguan Lianyue will remove the hijab for herself, and then the two of them will go to the Changle Palace to feast for the officials.

Shangguan Lianyue glanced at the court lady, opened her lips and said: "Put it on the table, you step back." He will explain to her in a while that it is possible to cure poison, but it will never be the reality of husband and wife.

Unexpectedly, the court lady didn't seem to hear it, she still walked in front of Shangguan Lianyue, raised the tray above her head, Shangguan Lianyue looked down at her, her head was buried very low, only a part of the palace lady could be seen from this angle The nape of the neck is white and delicate, as if creamy.

The court lady said: "Please use the scale beam to lift the hijab for the emperor." The tone of the command, the word scale beam obviously accentuated the tone.

Shangguan Lianyue frowned involuntarily, no one dared to speak to him in such a tone, and the maid's voice seemed familiar, so she couldn't help but look at the maid's eyes more, her eyes fell on the coiled silk jade bracelet on her wrist, her heart slightly At this moment, the palace maid raised her head slightly, looked at Shangguan Lianyue with her charming Danfeng eyes, and blinked playfully at Shangguan Lianyue, Shangguan Lianyue's complexion changed suddenly, and the word "you" almost came out of her lips When she came out, she turned her head to look at Song Qingtong vigilantly, and when she turned her head again, her lips were tightly pressed together, she silently picked up the scale, and raised her hijab.

Song Qingtong finally saw the sun, took a look at Shangguan Lianyue, handsome and handsome, with a jade tree facing the wind, and smiled: "Shangguan Patriarch will have to work hard later."

At this time, the maid said again: "The emperor and queen are invited to have a drink together."

Shangguan Lianyue frowned even deeper, and Song Qingtong noticed that the maid behind Shangguan Lianyue was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slim figure and a beautiful face, holding a tray in her hand, and a pair of red phoenix eyes were boldly glancing at herself , with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Song Qingtong still had to look carefully, Shangguan Lianyue's eyes flashed, he took Song Qingtong's hand, and said, "Let's go drink Hebei wine." After speaking, he took Song Qingtong to the wine table.

The maid hurriedly trotted before Shangguan Lianyue, came to the table, and said softly: "My servant is pouring wine for the emperor and queen." As she spoke, she quickly filled two glasses of wine with her jade wrist and placed them on the table between Shangguan Lianyue and Song Dynasty. In front of Qingtong.

Shangguan Lianyue looked down at the wine glass, the corners of her eyes twitched. Seeing Song Qingtong pick up the wine glass and look at herself, the hands under the sleeves of her robe couldn't help shaking. There was an inexplicable undercurrent, and he glanced at the maid.

At this moment, someone outside the hall said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, don't drink!"

A group of imperial guards ran into the dormitory neatly, and at the end of the group, Chu Tianmo walked like the wind, with a sense of majesty in his movements, Song Qingtong couldn't help smiling: "Father Xiang..." He knew in his heart that there was something wrong with that court lady.

After Chu Tianmo saluted, he glanced sharply at the girl in pink palace attire, and his eyes fell on the wine glass held by Song Qingtong's left hand. Song Qingtong understood, and handed the wine glass to Chu Tianmo, who took it Taking out the wine glass, he took out the silver hairpin and put it into the wine. When he took it out again, the color of the silver hairpin didn't change. Chu Tianmo put the wine glass next to his lips, and his lips and teeth were stained with wine. Served the drink, and looked at the maid with cold eyes.

Seeing that Chu Tianmo was silent, Song Qingtong asked, "Father Xiang, is there poison in the wine?"

Chu Tianmo glanced at Song Qingtong, he was at a loss for words for a while, his face was slightly embarrassed, the lady in pink rolled her eyes impatiently, and couldn't help shouting: "Isn't it the best aphrodisiac? What can't be said? Cut, It seems that you are a high-ranking official, and you are so coy when you speak!"

The ultimate aphrodisiac?Song Qingtong was dumbfounded, she never dreamed that this girl gave her this kind of medicine!Chu Tianmo's eyes narrowed dangerously, and a murderous intent flashed across his face. On the other hand, the girl in pink was unmoved by Chu Tianmo's powerful aura, and there was no trace of panic on her face.

(End of this chapter)