The Emperor's daughter seeks power to marry the legitimate daughter and becomes the emperor

"Where are you going? It's not convenient for you now. How about next month? I will marry you as the queen next month. How about you?"

"Why don't you say wait until you have more than a dozen children and the earth has buried their heads before you arrange for a matchmaker to marry you off as queen?"

Weng Ruoyun felt that Qin Yan was just making excuses. She was so angry that she didn't want to see him anymore and planned to leave.

"If the Queen doesn't feel tired, I will allow you to have more than ten children if you want."

Qin Yan put Weng Ruoyun back on the couch, told her a coaxing joke, and then gave her a passionate kiss.

"Qin Yan, you bastard!" Weng Ruoyun was sulking, cursing and hitting his back.

"How can a wife call her husband a bastard? What would you do if there is an even more bastard queen?"

Feeling the heat beside his ear, Qin Yan seemed to have already won over Weng Ruoyun today.

"In broad daylight, are you crazy?"

Weng Ruoyun was still a little embarrassed. The strength in her hands gradually weakened and she couldn't move Qin Xun away from her.

"The love between husband and wife is something that others cannot envy." Weng Ruoyun's resistance didn't seem to have much effect on Qin Yan.

After some struggle, the Lizheng Palace was filled with ardent favoritism, which made the palace maids guarding outside the Lizheng Palace extremely envious!

Weng Ruoyun had fallen asleep without her knowing. When she woke up again, the window was shrouded in darkness. Qin Yan was no longer by her side.

Weng Ruoyun turned over and heard Qin Yan's voice outside the bedroom. Did he sound like he was attending court?

It seemed like there were a lot of people arguing outside the bedroom. The noise made Weng Ruoyun unable to sleep well, so she got up and dressed to go out and take a look.

Weng Ruoyun supported her weak body, stood up, dressed herself, and walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as Weng Ruoyun walked out, he saw many court officials standing in the spacious main hall of Lizheng Palace.

The ministers stood on both sides. The first row consisted of four ministers wearing purple robes, with gray hair, official hats, gray beards and serious faces.

Among the ministers Weng Ruoyun met were the Imperial Preceptor Dongfang Li, Zhennan King Shao Qing, Left Prime Minister An Huairen, and Left Chancellor Guo Qing.

The ministers in the second row were wearing red official robes and official hats. The first one she recognized was Weng Yan. She didn't recognize the other ministers.

Weng Ruoyun stood in the bedroom, only separated from the main hall by a curtain.

Weng Ruoyun lifted the curtain slightly and saw several ministers she was most familiar with.

Seeing Qin Zhen sitting on the dragon throne, reading the memorials without even raising his eyes, he asked the ministers.

"The queen is pregnant with the prince and princess, and the months are getting older. My dear ministers, how do you think I should arrange the ceremony to marry the queen?"

As soon as Qin Yan finished speaking, the Minister of Rites Xu Lin stepped forward and reported first.

"Your Majesty, the Empress' wedding should first be discussed between the Ministry of Rites and Lord Weng about the wedding ceremony."

"Your Majesty, the Queen is now pregnant with the Crown Prince. If she is to get married, she must return to the provincial government first. The Ministry of War should discuss with Lord Weng how to protect the Queen's body."

At this time, the Minister of War Zhou Huaian also put forward his opinions to Qin Yan.

After all, Weng Ruoyun is now pregnant with the son and the princess, and she must be careful.

"Your Majesty, if you marry the Queen, you must use courtesy before force."

The Minister of Rites felt that if Qin Yan married Weng Ruoyun, he must first go through the formalities, and then the Ministry of War would make arrangements if she could be used.

"Your Majesty, what the Minister of Rites Xu said is wrong. If the Ministry of War is not needed in any place, then why did our dynasty establish it?"

When the Minister of War Zhou Huaian heard that the Minister of Rites wanted to make the Ministry of War a backup and let the Ministry of Rites take the lead in everything, he couldn't help feeling dissatisfied.

"Your Majesty, the Minister of War is wrong. I am only asking the Ministry of War to wait for the summons. If the Empress's wedding does not require the Ministry of War, there is no need to delay the Ministry of War's daily affairs."

Minister of Rites Xu Lin felt that Minister of War Zhou Huaian was making a fuss out of nothing, so he explained his thoughts to Qin Yan.

"Your Majesty, if the Queen's wedding is not arranged by the Ministry of War, it will be too late to regret it after something goes wrong!"

The Minister of War Zhou Huaian insisted that the wedding of the Emperor and Empress must be arranged by the Ministry of War first.

"Sir Weng, can you please tell me that the wedding of the Emperor and Empress could not be arranged by the Ministry of Rites?"

Xu Lin, the third-rank official and Minister of Rites, looked at Weng Yan standing in the second row and asked first.

"This..." Weng Yan was about to speak when he heard it.

"Sir Weng, your daughter is married to the emperor. You are a civil servant. Don't think that you civil servants can cover up everything."

Zhou Huaian, the third-rank official and Minister of War, made his position clear and asked Weng Yan directly whether he wanted the civil officials to have absolute control.

When Weng Yan was asked this question, he thought: [Is it my turn to say a word about marrying my daughter? It was obviously your Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites that were arguing so fiercely!]

Weng Yan's gaze was directed towards Shao Qing, the First-Rank King of Zhennan, who was standing on the right side of the first row.

The two men each held half of the tiger talisman left by the previous emperor, but he did not dare to be the first to speak in front of him.

Upon seeing this, Qin Xun put down the brush he was using to mark memorials and looked at the ministers who had come today with some impatience.

Weng Yan, a provincial governor of the second rank, was unable to answer any questions asked by two third rank officials. He felt extremely annoyed!

"Queen, come and sit beside me. Look, your father is here. Did these ministers disturb my queen and the prince and princess from resting?"

Qin Yan was just about to discuss with these ministers when he saw Weng Ruoyun coming out of the bedroom and walking towards him with a very doting tone.

"Your Majesty, I have seen you. Long live your Majesty."

Seeing so many ministers present, Weng Ruoyun hurriedly knelt down to pay his respects to Qin Yan.

"Get up quickly. I can't bear to see the Queen kneel down before me. Let me feel if the prince and princess in your belly are hurt."

Qin Yan had gotten used to Weng Ruoyun, who ordered him around, and when he suddenly saw her kneeling before him, he thought she was unhappy!

Qin Yan walked forward and helped her up with a worried tone. With a doting look on his handsome face, he reached out and stroked Weng Ruoyun's pregnant belly, and asked her with a smile.

"Your Majesty is busy with government affairs. How dare I ask you to be my son and daughter? Please don't make things difficult for me."

Weng Ruoyun stretched out her hand to block Qin Yan, and just as her hand was about to touch her abdomen, she reminded Qin Yan that government affairs were more important.

"My dear queen, there is nothing in the world more important than the queen. Let me hear how the ministers will arrange for me to marry the queen."

Qin Yan was stopped from leaving the house by Weng Ruoyun in public. He was a little unhappy, but he still insisted on letting her sit with him on the dragon throne.

"I'm tired!" Weng Ruoyun knew that in ancient times the harem was not allowed to interfere in government affairs, so she made an excuse to politely decline Qin Yan's invitation.

"Well, I am tired too. Let's stop here for today. We will discuss this in the morning court tomorrow. Everyone please leave."

This was the first time that Weng Ruoyun avoided him like this. Qin Yan felt a little uncomfortable. He thought she was angry and dismissed the court officials?

Before the ministers walked out, Qin Yan picked up Weng Ruoyun and walked back to the bedroom.

"Are you angry? These court officials are just like that. How do you want me to marry you, Queen? I will do whatever you want, okay?"

Qin Yan put Weng Ruoyun back on the couch, and tried to test her with his concern in his words, wondering if she was bothered by something.