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"I'm well now. Why did you come back just now?" Wen Qingcheng herself didn't realize that there was a hint of anger in her tone.

Mo Jinghong also missed Wen Qingcheng, and missed her like crazy. Facing Wen Qingcheng's scolding, he hugged her in his arms. After only a moment of hugging, Wen Qingcheng broke free, fearing that Ye Xiuying, Zicheng and others would suddenly come in and see what was happening.

Mo Jinghong naturally understood what Wen Qingcheng meant, and although he was still a little reluctant, he let her go. "Cheng'er, I have good news for you."

"What good news? Did you get a promotion?" Wen Qingcheng felt that now that Mo Lianche had ascended the throne, everything was good news.

"I am already second to none, and this is better news than this. His Majesty has granted us marriage, and no one can stop us from being together from now on."

Wen Qingcheng thought about how difficult it had been for the two of them to get to this point. She didn't expect that this day would finally come, and she burst into tears of joy.

"Why are you crying..." Mo Jinghong stroked the tear marks on Wen Qingcheng's cheeks with his big hands. He couldn't suppress his ecstasy in his heart. He leaned over, put his arms around Wen Qingcheng's slender waist, picked her up and spun her around.

"Put me down quickly. I'm about to faint." Wen Qingcheng said while crying and laughing.

Mo Jinghong stopped and gently put Wen Qingcheng down. Wen Qingcheng landed on the ground, still feeling dizzy and unstable, and fell into Mo Jinghong's arms. Mo Jinghong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stretched out a pair of strong arms and held Wen Qingcheng in his arms, reluctant to let go.

Wen Qingcheng gently pushed him, and Mo Jinghong frowned slightly, looking down at the little girl in his arms. He suspected that Wen Qingcheng would feel unfamiliar with him when they met again after not seeing him for a long time. If Mo Jinghong was not worried that someone might come in at any time, he really wanted to hold her down and have a good intimate time.

Wen Qingcheng was no longer busy washing up. She pulled Mo Jinghong to sit at the tea table and asked, "Did the new emperor's ascension to the throne go smoothly?"

Mo Jinghong suppressed his desire, sat down, drank a sip of tea, and gave a general account of the situation in the palace. "Basically, it's going smoothly. The Third Prince and his party have gathered a group of court officials and are challenging Your Majesty on the grounds that Your Majesty did not ascend the throne legitimately. It turns out that it was one of Your Majesty's staff, known as Zhang Tianshi, who is good at fortune-telling. He predicted that the edict of the previous emperor was hidden behind the plaque of Zhengda Guangming in the Golden Palace."

Wen Qingcheng listened with great interest, "And then? Did you find it?"

"We found them and produced the imperial edict of succession. Only then did the Third Prince's party give up. The edict also stated that Your Majesty should enthrone the Second Prince and the Third Prince as kings and take good care of them. Unless it is absolutely necessary, siblings cannot be killed."

Wen Qingcheng frowned. Over the years, these two people had caused a lot of trouble for Mo Lianche, and in the end they had to be crowned kings.

"This is the will of the late emperor. Your Majesty must obey it. Confer the title of Prince Xiang on the second prince and Prince An on the third prince. Grant each of them an old house in Kyoto. I know that place. I am very poor. If they behave themselves in the future, Your Majesty will not touch them."

After that, Mo Jinghong's face gradually turned cold. Speaking of the queen, "On the night of the succession, the queen placed the queen mother under house arrest in the palace, and controlled the late emperor's bedroom, not allowing anyone to visit. She colluded with the third prince's party and intended to tamper with the late emperor's will and make the third prince the new emperor. I originally wanted to ask your majesty to depose her and demote her to a commoner. Your majesty believed that Da Qi advocated filial piety and did not want to be criticized, so he honored the queen as the queen mother and only left her a personal nanny to serve her, which was no different from being in the cold palace. Because of the mistakes she made, your majesty secretly ordered people to slap her ten times a day for 100 days."

Wen Qingcheng nodded, thinking that His Majesty was indeed merciful. The fact that Prince Xiang and Prince An were able to save their lives and even though they only had the title of king, they lived the lives of ordinary people was already a great blessing for them.

Although Wen Qingcheng and Mo Jinghong were married by His Majesty and they had known each other for a long time, Mo Jinghong valued Wen Qingcheng. According to the marriage customs of the Great Qi Dynasty, the six rituals were required, including offering the bride price, asking for the bride's name, offering the bride price, asking for the date, and then today's wedding ceremony.

In the Da Qi Dynasty, the wedding ceremony was always held at dusk. Because women belong to Yin, dusk is the time when Yang turns to Yin, so people believe that dusk is the auspicious time for weddings. Although the wedding took place at dusk, Wen Qingcheng had already started preparing in the morning.

Wen Qingcheng got married in her own home, and Wen Liang and the old lady of the Marquis's Mansion came early in the morning. Ye Xiuying also wore a festive new dress, and even Wen Yuxue wore a shrimp pink embroidered dress.

This was the first time Ye Xiuying met Wen Liang's stepmother. After exchanging pleasantries, they began to get busy with the wedding. Wen Liang and Ye Xiuying only exchanged a few words and then went about their business. Wen Liang's stepmother was from a wealthy family. She was not at all flustered in the face of such a scene. She directed everyone to work in an orderly manner, like a rosy general. She took care of all the guests who came to congratulate and those who came to send off the bride. Wen Liang was extremely grateful to her.

Wen Qingcheng sat in front of the dressing table in a bright red morning gown, with several makeup girls around her putting on makeup and combing her hair, busy and having a great time. In the afternoon, Wen Qingcheng had a simple meal and then began to put on the gorgeous bright red wedding dress. Several people worked together to put on the tailor-made wedding dress. Wen Qingcheng felt her legs were almost stiff just standing there.

Bai Wei and Zhu Ling helped Wen Qingcheng sit down. Looking at herself in the mirror, she heard the sound of gongs and drums outside. Wen Qingcheng felt nervous about getting married soon. Today was the day she and Mo Jinghong got married. She was going to become his bride, and from now on she would share the glory and disgrace with him and grow old together.

Zicheng ran in wearing brand new shoes, with tear marks on his face. Wen Qingcheng stretched out her hand to signal him to come over. Zicheng kept his head down, as if he didn't want Wen Qingcheng to see his sadness. "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to leave me?"

Wen Qingcheng smiled and hugged Zicheng, patting his back gently. Zicheng said, "Sister, you will live in Chu's house from now on, right?"

"We are both in Kyoto now. I will come back often."

"It's a deal. You must come back to see me and mother often, or I and mother will come to see you."

"Okay, it's a deal." Wen Qingcheng smiled and touched Zicheng's little face.

At this time, a burst of firecrackers sounded outside. Bai Wei trotted in and said, "The prince is here to pick up the bride."

Zhu Ling hurriedly adjusted the phoenix crown on Wen Qingcheng's head and covered her with a red veil. You Zicheng took her hand and left the room.

Arriving at the outer hall, Mo Jinghong was wearing a bright red wedding suit. He was tall and handsome to begin with, and now in this tailor-made wedding suit, he looked very high-spirited. From the moment he left the mansion and rode on his horse, he attracted countless people's attention.

Wen Qingcheng said goodbye to her parents, and Zicheng took Wen Qingcheng by the hand and walked out of the house on the red carpet. Mo Jinghong didn't want his little wife to walk one more step, so he stepped forward and hugged Wen Qingcheng around the waist, holding her horizontally and walking out of the house.

Ah Falcon walked in front, opened the curtain, and Wen Qingcheng was sent to the bridal sedan. In the Great Qi Dynasty, it was usually the brothers from the mother's family who carried the bride to the bridal sedan. Zicheng was young, so he could only follow behind Wen Qingcheng to send her off. Wen Qingcheng was not familiar with the brothers from other clans of the Yongyi Marquis's mansion, and Mo Jinghong did not want them to touch Wen Qingcheng. He wanted to hold his own bride himself.