Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 561 Enthroned

  Song Dai's hand trembled slightly and placed it in Nangong Xiao's palm, "Your Majesty, what would you like to eat?"

  Nangongxiao only took the person into his arms, and the whole person's weight rested on Song Dai's shoulders.

   "A few people in the world have tasted the delicacies of mountains and seas in their entire life, and they don't eat it, there is nothing to eat."

  The first snow was shining, Dehong personally took today's soup and medicine to the emperor and the queen, and it was only a few steps away.

   "Your Majesty, the soup is ready."

  Nangongxiao looked at Dehong, and didn't mean to drink, "You have worked hard by following the widow for decades."

   Dehong was startled, looking at the emperor's side face with a bad premonition in his heart.

  Nangongxiao took Song Dai's hand and admired the majestic palace under the snow curtain.

   "Daier, the widow is a little tired. You pass a message to Ayu on behalf of the widow, so that he must remember no matter what, the Jiangshan in Dayuan can only be surnamed Nangong."

  Song Dai was finally soft-hearted, the corners of her eyes flushed, "Your Majesty."

  Dehong was even more alarmed and took a step forward, "Your Majesty!" "Miss, give the Emperor the soup to drink, and the servants will call the old priest and the imperial physician over here!"

  Song Dai took the medicine bowl, and suddenly felt her shoulders sink, her hand holding the medicine bowl stopped and her body was stiff, her voice trembled, "Sanlang?"

   Xueluo was silent, and the people behind him did not respond to him.

   Dehong, who turned around and stepped forward, was also shocked. When he turned back, he was already in tears. He knelt down on his knees and bowed his head, "Your Majesty, the funeral!"

  The emperor collapsed,

   The palace bells rang ten.

   At this time, just in time for the Sanchao, the civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty may get together, or three or two or one person will go out.

   Hearing the sound of the bells, I was stunned for a moment, and I immediately knelt down and worshipped in the open space outside the logistics and administration hall, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

   On a path behind Qinzheng Hall, Song Qing and ministers generally bowed down in the direction of the emperor's bedroom,

   The Emperor Star was crumbling and there were signs of its fall last night. She was not surprised by all this.

   Until the bells stop,

  Song Qing just got up, and after walking a few steps forward, he saw Nangong Yu's figure in front of him, hesitating for a while, he didn't try to avoid it.

   It’s just that he didn’t walk up to Nangong Yu’s side without any respect like before, but stopped three steps away.

   "Prince's condolences."

   She didn't know what to say except this sentence. It wasn't that she was angry with Nangong Yu for seizing the throne, but that she couldn't convince herself.

"Ok."

  Nangong Yu couldn't see any emotion on his expression, and there was nothing more than a single word that overflowed from his throat.

   In the end, the two of them walked in tandem to the emperor's palace, speechless all the way.

  ,

  The whole country mourns the death of the emperor. Seven days after the mourning of the Great Yuan Dynasty is the day of the new emperor's enthronement.

  Because the frontier war just ended, the national mourning was not extravagant, although Nangongxiao had spoken before his death to the prince not to observe the mourning,

  Nangong Yu still guarded the mourning for these seven days, and the wave of assassins who entered the palace to assassinate in just seven days never stopped.

  Unfortunately, all came back in vain,

  After his death, he was thrown into the back mountain behind the palace, and let the beasts kept by the royal family eat and die.

   Before these assassins were thrown into the back mountain, they would first appear on the morning of the day so that the civil and military people of the dynasty could watch it again.

   For seven full days,

  The princes and ministers looked at the bodies of more than a thousand people for seven days.

   Today,

   is the day when the new emperor ascends the throne, the sky is dawn, and the gate of the palace is full of carriages one after another.

   Under the Highness of Sacrificial Heaven, there were many ministers in court clothes standing early.

   "Your Highness, if you want to say that the Crown Prince still loves you, do you know how I spent the past seven days in the morning?

  The **** corpse of the severed limbs is in front of you, and you can imagine the scene with your brain and eyes. It will take more than an hour to watch it.

  I was so hungry that I couldn’t even eat after I returned home. I have been eating porridge, side dishes and leaves for several days in a row, and I feel sick when I see meat. "

   Before anyone arrived, Qi Shangguan shook Song Qing's shoulder and vomited for a while, and it wasn't that he never killed anyone.

   But she couldn't help staring at the dead all day long and seeing each and every death was quite miserable. She suspected that the prince did it on purpose.

   "It's thin."

  Song Qing pretended not to hear the first sentence his friend said, and pinched Shangguan Yao's face.

   "Alas." Shangguan Yao was not stupid, he hesitated to tell his friends about the prince's heart.

  “Boom—”

   The long ringing of the bell echoed in the palace for a long time, from the palace to the whole of Kyoto city,

   Looking around the huge venue, in addition to the Xuanlong pattern flag in the wind, and the guarding garrison army,

  There are no other cumbersome and luxurious arrangements. Throughout the dynasties of the Dayuan emperors, there has never been such a frugal scene.

  “Boom—”

  “Boom—”

  The bell rang three times, and the concubines, concubines, princesses, and ministers of the harem arrived.

   In the past few days, there has been light snow in the city of Kyoto. It is rare to see the clear sky today. The huge venue is silent.

   "Prince arrives"

   With Dehong raising his voice sharply, he fell to the bottom and knelt down, and Song Qing was among them.

Before    knelt down, he only had time to take a look at Nangong Yu, who was wearing a black dragon robe on the high platform.

   Dehong sang and announced according to the custom of Dayuan, she couldn't hear a word even though there was no wind,

   She only knows one thing, and that is that after today, Nangong Yu is the king, and she is the minister.

   The sky is getting brighter,

  I don't know how long it took, Dehong on the high platform put away the last emperor's decree and looked at Song Qing's position.

   "Please, priest, offer my emperor a Xuanyu finger!"

   Wrapped in a strong inner force, the loud sentence didn't catch Song Qing's ears. Shangguan Yao was the first to notice that he was busy hitting his friend with his elbow to remind him.

   This collision made Song Qing wake up like a dream,

   got up, his legs that had been kneeling on the ground for a long time were faintly numb, he took the tray handed over by the maid and walked to the high platform step by step,

   Three steps, eleven steps each,

   This is probably Song Qing's longest journey so far.

   "My minister, congratulations to the emperor."

   Their eyes met each other, and both of them could see complicated and unspeakable emotions in each other's eyes.

  Song Qing's red lips twitched, thinking to herself that maybe it wasn't just her wishful thinking among them,

  Perhaps Nangong Yu was also moved for himself at a certain moment, otherwise how could there be such a sentence waiting for me that day,

   But none of this matters anymore, she couldn't convince herself, let alone become a concubine in the harem.

   She knows herself too well,

  If she really becomes one of the concubines, I am afraid that Nangong Yu will kill someone the next day she spends the night in someone's palace.

   Not only the concubine who served the bed, but also Nangong Yu and herself,

   Isn't everything Nangong Yu has done for Da Yuan in vain during this period of time, she can't be so selfish,

  Dayuan Jiangshan Limin people are not important to her, but they are very important to Nangong Yu.

   "Complete!"

   The tray lightened, and the mysterious jade wrench lying on it, which symbolized the status of the ninety-five supreme power, had fallen into the hands of the emperor.

  Song Qing and Dehong stepped aside and bowed to the emperor like everyone below.

   "Congratulations to the emperor on his enthronement! Live together with the sky and the earth for thousands of years, long live, long live, long live!"

  Nangong Yushen's eyes swept over the people who were kneeling and kneeling below, and finally stopped on Song Qing's body, the awe-inspiring expression softened,

   "All Aiqings are flat!"

   In the autumn of 452 Dayuan, the eldest son, Nangong Yu, was enthroned as the emperor. At that time, the new emperor was only seven days old when he was weak.

   (end of this chapter)