GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

The road from the Regent's Palace to the Imperial Palace is not far, and I met many colleagues along the way.

Most people were curious about why Su Mo brought her husband to court today.

Some smart officials noticed something.

But no one stepped forward to find out what was going on. After all, no one wanted to offend this smiling devil.

The last person who went against her had blood splattered all over the hall.

Morning morning officially begins.

It was only when Su Mo pushed Xiao Zeqing out and said that he was the Seventh Prince that everyone understood her intention.

Hua Baiyu's expression changed again and again.

It seems like some filter is broken.

Even if you have only seen Xiao Zeqing's face once, you will never forget it.

No wonder they only called him “The Seventh Prince” and didn’t say whether he was a man or a woman.

Yesterday, everyone had already prepared themselves mentally for Su Mo to wear the yellow robe today.

If anyone is to blame, it's only the late emperor who was really incompetent and didn't give birth to many useful daughters.

I spent the whole night coaxing and persuading myself.

But the developments they saw the next morning still caught them off guard and were unbelievable.

Putting aside the question of whether Xiao Zeqing is the real Seventh Prince, just because he is a man, he should not be standing in this court.

The imperial censor, who belonged to neither side, raised a question that puzzled everyone. "In Fenglin, women are respected. Why did the Regent propose a man to inherit the throne? Moreover, how can you prove that he is of royal blood?"

Su Mo raised the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

"Good question." She looked kindly at the censor who asked the question.

If it weren't for the need to answer the questions she asked, I wouldn't have had to run around and plan everything.

He took out the jade token he had received from the Grand Master and said, "This is the token of trust."

Su Mo handed the jade token to Hua Baiyu, and she looked at it carefully.

"This is indeed a royal keepsake. It even has the royal surname, Lin, engraved on it."

After putting away the jade token, Su Mo nodded with satisfaction, "As for what you said about men not being allowed to interfere in politics."

She changed the subject, "Tianqi was once a male-dominated country, but now it has become like our dynasty. This is enough to prove that anyone with talent, regardless of gender, can take on great responsibilities."

Seeing that the censor was still about to refute, Su Mo continued, "This king naturally knows that this move is shaking Fenglin's foundation, so I don't intend to overthrow the regime now.

The rights women have now will not be diminished, nor will they be diminished in the future.”

She looked at Xiao Zeqing deeply and found that he was also looking at her.

Su Mo smiled at him, his eyes full of tenderness. "It's just to provide more opportunities for men, so that capable and ambitious men and women in the world will not be buried. Only in this way can the country prosper. Isn't it?"

Xiao Zeqing listened to her words, and his chest seemed to beat with her.

"Besides, this isn't a discussion, it's a notification."

At this moment, Su Mo was standing at the highest point. The morning sun was rising slowly outside the hall, and the sunlight was shining on her crimson-purple python robe, emitting a golden halo.

She slowly scanned each person, clearly seeing the fear in their eyes.

Everyone seemed to have returned to yesterday. The palace door opened and Su Mo walked out with an expressionless face and an arrogant look.

And behind it is a mess.

Although the ground had been cleaned, the faint smell of blood still lingered in their noses.

No one dared to disobey her anymore.

……

In less than half a year, Fenglin has changed three people in power.

This is indeed not a good sign.

So Su Mo decided to hold Xiao Zeqing's coronation ceremony together with the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for blessings.

Because he had already succeeded to the throne, Xiao Zeqing was brought to the palace.

In order to prepare for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and the coronation ceremony, Su Mo was so busy that he was nowhere to be seen.

Although their relationship was known to everyone in the court, she could not enter the palace with him as a matter of course.

Bad name, bad words.

If the news gets out, Su Mo might be accused of being a traitor who uses his beauty to serve the emperor.

Besides, as an emperor, Xiao Zeqing also needs to establish his authority.

After all, he couldn't rely on Su Mo to help him solve everything.

Someone who has been trained as the heir to the throne since childhood is naturally not that bad.

After coming to Fenglin, he has never slacked off.

Therefore, it is not difficult to handle daily political affairs.

The opinions of the ministers in the court also gradually changed. After all, who would look down on such an outstanding person?

The relationship between the two maintained a balance, and no one took the initiative to break it.

Soon the auspicious day calculated by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory arrived.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the two ceremonies, Su Mo arranged everything very tightly.

Although I wanted to simplify some steps to make it easier for Xiao Zeqing.

But she also didn't want to let him down in the matter of ascending the throne.

All the expected pomp and ceremony was present.

One quarter of the morning.

Xiao Zeqing wore sacrificial robes and sat on the ritual chair leading to the altar.

Walking past the Zhai Palace, the sound of the bells is far away, like a huge wave, deep and long.

The fire on the altar was lit, and the sun rose from the altar, slowly dyeing the clouds in the sky red.

Once the tablets of the gods have been placed, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven will officially begin.

After washing his hands in a golden basin, Xiao Zeqing came to the worship seat in the south and looked down at the ceremonial officials and witches below.

As the leading officials began to sing praises, ethereal and pure music sounded, and the shamans performed a pleasing dance and offered three animals as tribute to God.

Xiao Zeqing took the incense from Su Mo and bowed to the tablet.

After the ceremony, jade, silk, and sweet wine were presented in order.

After three toasts of sweet wine, the leading official will shout out the blessing, and the blessing reading official at the back will begin to read the blessing text.

When Shao music started playing, the dancers began to dance the dance of Wen De to praise the Wen De of the dynasty and to wish for peace.

They hold the yue in their left hand and the zi in their right hand, with elegant demeanor and delicate movements.

The ceremonial officials placed all the tributes on the altar, and Xiao Zeqing stood on the observation deck, saluted, and sent off the emperor and gods.

With each salute of the new emperor, the kings and officials would kneel three times and kowtow nine times to show their respect.

At this point, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was considered over.

After riding the sedan chair back to the palace, Xiao Zeqing simply washed himself and changed back into the dragon robe. He asked all the palace people to leave early, and he looked at the palace gate eagerly.

She waited listlessly in her bedroom for the arrival of the person she had been thinking about.

He missed her so much.

When he was offering sacrifices to heaven, the man was standing not far behind him, watching him all the time.

I could only distract myself and glance back furtively, forgetting about ancestor worship.

Even though he wasn't his ancestor.

But when he thought about how she had been by his side throughout the entire process, the sacrificial ceremony didn't seem so unbearable.

Even though it is almost early spring, the weather is far from being hot.

But he couldn't stand the sun shining on his head.

I've been spoiled by her to the point of being a bit spoiled.

No matter what, he now longed for that person's touch and embrace.

I heard her youthful and gentle voice calling me Qingqing.

No matter how hard the work is, I won’t feel tired.