The regent princess is strong and cool, and the beautiful prince loves her every day

Hearing the task issued by the system, Su Yueqing silently rolled her eyes. Why is this system so slow to react?

She was almost done with the task when the system sent her another one.

However, Su Yueqing didn't expect that the rewards this time would be so huge, including points!

Because the affairs of the palace were handled by Jun Yuansheng and Jun Huaijin, Su Yueqing and others had special identities and could not help much. After handing over the matters, Su Yueqing and others left the palace and returned to the restaurant.

Walking on the way out of the palace, Leng Qingqiu felt relaxed all over. The cloud of sorrow that had been weighing on her heart for so many years finally dissipated.

Jiang Biechen clearly felt the changes in his senior sister and was very pleased.

"Jiang Biechen, you didn't even inform me about Master's wedding!" Leng Qingqiu suddenly remembered this and grabbed Jiang Biechen's ear, "Let's go back and spar with Senior Sister."

Jiang Biechen, whose ears were pulled, looked as if he had lost all hope in life. The relief that had just risen in his heart instantly turned into resentment.

Why is it that he is the one who gets hurt every time...

Su Yueqing and Xiao Mochen walked behind and saw the daily interactions between the eldest senior sister and the second senior brother, and smiles appeared on their faces.

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The lights were on in the palace. Jun Huaijin, Jun Yuansheng and Minister Dongli were sitting in the palace, discussing something enthusiastically. It was not until the sky gradually turned pale that the noisy voices gradually died down.

Su Yueqing opened her eyes in a daze, and when she saw that it was daybreak, she pulled Xiao Mochen up, dressed up simply, and sneaked into the palace.

If nothing unexpected happens, today should be the day when Yuan Sheng ascends the throne, and she has to go to show her support.

I have to say that this trip to Dongli went exceptionally smoothly.

Of course, this is also thanks to their senior sister’s years of planning and Jun Huaijin’s profound influence.

Otherwise, a big war is inevitable.

"Prince, Princess, it's time for the morning court." An old minister with white hair spoke.

Jun Huaijin looked at Jun Yuansheng beside him, his eyes were gentle and his voice was respectful, "Your Majesty, you should change into your dragon robes, the ministers will be here soon."

Afterwards, Jun Huaijin changed his voice to one of shock, and continued, "Those present are all old officials and important officials of Dongli. They will naturally know what to say in the morning court later."

The ministers below nodded. After a long debate last night, they had accepted Jun Yuansheng's ascension to the throne.

Although it is unprecedented for a woman to be an emperor, it is not a bad idea to have His Royal Highness the Prince of War preside over the overall situation behind Jun Yuansheng.

They only hope that Dongli can return to its original state and not be on the verge of destruction like it is now.

As for who gets to that position, it doesn’t matter who it is as long as they can give them what they want.

Jun Yuansheng took a deep breath, looked at Jun Huaijin, and followed the palace maid to change clothes.

A moment later, Jun Yuansheng was wearing a crown on her head and a golden dragon robe, which made her look even more noble and sacred.

Jun Yuansheng looked down at herself. This dragon robe was specially left for her by Qingqing.

Now, with the joint efforts and help of everyone, she finally got her wish and ascended the throne.

"As expected of Yuan Sheng, she looks like an empress in the dragon robe." Su Yueqing muttered softly.

Xiao Mochen huddled with her in an inconspicuous corner of the palace, "Qingqing is right."

"However, if we talk about the demeanor of a empress, I feel that you are better." Xiao Mochen looked doting.

Su Yueqing raised her little face and looked at Xiao Mochen, teasing him deliberately, "Really? Then I will return to Beiming tomorrow, drive your eldest nephew down, and become the empress too."

Xiao Mochen raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up, "No need to rush, if you want to be the empress, Jing Zhan will automatically give up the throne."

"After all, he always felt that the throne should belong to your husband."

Xiao Mochen was telling the truth. Xiao Jingzhan had always felt that the Emperor's uncle was a hundred times stronger than himself and more suitable for this position.

"My things are naturally yours." Xiao Mochen said lovingly.

Su Yueqing stood on tiptoe and pecked Xiao Mochen's lips gently, "My husband is the best."

"I have no intention of becoming an empress."

"The world is so big, I want to go see it." Su Yueqing's eyes showed longing.

"If I become an empress, I will be dealing with government affairs all day long, worrying about the people's livelihood and the country, and I will not be able to go out and see the beautiful scenery of the world at ease."

"I have been a bohemian and freedom-loving person all my life!" Su Yueqing opened her arms and slightly closed her eyes.

Xiao Mochen lowered his eyes and looked at Su Yueqing's pretty face, "Okay, your husband will accompany you."

Standing on a high position, Jun Yuansheng had a panoramic view of the scene below.

When she caught a glimpse of two familiar eunuchs in a corner of the palace, a smile appeared on her lips.

She was very familiar with these two figures. Qingqing had indeed come to see her ascend the throne and become the empress.

Su Yueqing felt a gaze coming from above, looked up to meet it, gave Jun Yuansheng a thumbs up and gave him a sincere smile.

Jun Yuansheng opened his mouth slightly and lip-synched two words, "Thank you."

The sun outside the palace rose higher and higher, and many ministers dressed in court robes came one after another to attend the morning court.

Many ministers were shocked when they saw Jun Yuansheng sitting on the dragon throne as soon as they entered the palace.

He was about to open his mouth to scold Jun Yuansheng for his treason and his attempt to rebel, but when he turned around and saw that the old ministers in the palace were all silent and respectful, he closed his mouth quietly.

Since these high-ranking officials didn't say a word, the low-ranking officials like them should just stand there obediently.

The first bird to stick its head out gets shot. If you say something wrong, it will be terrible.

There were a few older ministers whose eyes were rolling around, looking between Jun Yuansheng and Jun Huaijin.

Did they see it wrong? Why did they seem to see the dead Prince Zhan?

Could it be that all those rumors about Dongli these days are true?

The Prince of War, who once fought bravely on the battlefield, is alive again?

However, even if Prince Zhan came back to life and wanted to fight for the throne, how come the person sitting on the dragon throne was Princess Yuan Sheng, who was sent to Dongli for marriage?

How come Dongli changed so completely overnight?

How come they didn't know anything about it?

As the morning court session was approaching, more and more ministers came to the palace.

Of course, many positions of ministers who died last night were also vacated.

"Eunuch, are all the ministers here?" Jun Yuansheng asked the eunuch beside him.

He and the eunuch are the people Jun Yuansheng trusts in the palace, and they are also the benefactors who enable her to survive.

"Your Majesty, except for the traitor who died last night, all other ministers have arrived." He said to the eunuch, emphasizing the word "Your Majesty" deliberately.

His Majesty?

A group of ministers who did not know the truth looked at each other in bewilderment after hearing this. Their puzzled faces became even more confused, and they all looked at Taifu Yang, a veteran minister of three dynasties who was standing at the front.

Jun Huaijin nodded to Tutor Yang.

After receiving the signal, Taifu Yang walked to the middle of the palace and said, "My dear ministers, last night the Third Prince attempted to rebel. The Crown Prince and the Third Prince died together. They were seriously injured and unfortunately died."

"The emperor was already seriously injured in bed. Upon hearing the news, he became so angry that he vomited blood and died."

Taifu Yang walked up to Jun Huaijin and said, "Fortunately, God has not abandoned me. At a time of internal and external troubles, Prince Zhan has returned. It is God's will!"

"Princess Yuan Sheng returned safely from her marriage. She was entrusted with the task when the army was defeated and in danger, and she also had the support of Bei Ming." Taifu Yang began to talk nonsense in a serious manner, "I have discussed with other ministers and decided to recommend Princess Yuan Sheng to ascend the throne and become the first female emperor of Dongli!"

Other ministers responded one after another.

The other ministers who were unaware of the situation were still confused when they saw this scene.

But they were just confused. These insignificant minor officials had nothing to do but obey.

Because Dongli's important ministers from all parties supported Jun Huaijin and Jun Yuansheng, Jun Yuansheng's ascension to the throne as empress went very smoothly.

"Long live His Majesty!" Jun Huaijin spoke first and bowed to Jun Yuansheng.

When the other ministers saw this, they knelt on their knees and prostrated themselves on the ground, "Long live His Majesty!"

Jun Yuansheng raised his arm, "My dear, please stand up!"

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"Mission accomplished, let's go back and get some sleep!" Su Yueqing stretched lazily.

In order to see Yuan Sheng ascend the throne as empress, she didn't even sleep in.

Now that the dust has settled, she can finally relax the tension that had been building up over her.

Next, after helping Yuan Sheng to settle Dongli’s affairs and waiting for Dongli to return to normal, they will be able to rush back to Beiming.

After being away for so long, Su Yueqing missed the lovely people in the capital.