The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

As the sun sets, the area under the colorful canopy at the salt field has become a sea of ​​joy.

Young couples stood side by side, holding bright red love knots in their hands, their faces beaming with happiness, making others envious.

The aunties and older women were all smiles, having already exchanged their birth dates and times for wedding candies.

While munching on sunflower seeds, he watched the young couples and muttered, "So nice, so nice."

Even Xie Baihong and his second aunt Liu Dongxiang got together amidst the cheers of the crowd.

The two blushed, held hands, and their eyes were full of shyness.

Hu Wei held Xiao Lan's hand, his smile endearingly simple.

He Tian and Xiao Ci stood side by side, their eyes filled with tenderness;

Ye Fan held hands with Xiao Ting, the bodyguard beside Zhao Meier, and the two smiled at each other, their eyes filled with sweetness.

Xiaoyu, Xiaoqing, and Xiaozi, along with the other girls from the Yihong Courtyard, have all found their ideal partners, and they are all smiling like flowers.

Wang Xinyao and Zhao Haoxuan had just returned to their high seats and hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath when...

Then they saw Chen Liangxian take Xie Dahua's hand and kneel down in front of them with a "plop".

Chen Liangxian raised his head, his eyes firm, his tone earnest:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Emperor, I have been in love with Da Hua since the first time I saw her. Over the years, this feeling has never changed. I beg you to grant my wish!"

Wang Xinyao was so shocked that she stood up abruptly from her seat.

Wow! You liked it at first sight?

She remembered that when Chen Liangxian first met Da Hua, he was sixteen and Da Hua was only twelve.

This child is such a precocious breed!

However, looking at it from another perspective, this is not unusual in ancient times.

She looked at Xie Dahua beside her: "Hua'er, what do you think?"

"I leave it to my mother and master to decide," Xie Dahua said, her head bowed and her face flushed.

Alright, it's obvious they're mutually in love.

Wang Xinyao was overjoyed and said sincerely, "It's approved! Go find the Emperor to grant you the marriage decree. Congratulations!"

Zhao Haoxuan also smiled and offered his congratulations.

"Thank you, Madam! Thank you, Master!" Chen Liangxian and Xie Dahua were overjoyed. They quickly got up, held hands, and excitedly went to find Luo Qing.

At this moment, Zhao Haoli ran over, followed by Xie Erhua, who looked shy.

Zhao Haoli rubbed his hands together, his face full of nervousness and anticipation.

"Sister-in-law, may I...may I marry Erhua?" He mustered his courage and asked Wang Xinyao.

Wang Xinyao did not answer directly, but instead turned her gaze to Xie Erhua beside her: "Erhua, you are only fifteen years old this year, you are still young."

Xie Erhua's face turned bright red instantly.

She lowered her head, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes, her voice weak: "Yes, young lady, I understand."

When Zhao Haoli saw that Wang Xinyao did not agree, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes as he recalled the wrong things his mother had done.

He bowed respectfully to Wang Xinyao and Zhao Haoxuan, his voice tinged with melancholy: "Your subject understands. Your subject takes his leave."

"Wait!" Wang Xinyao suddenly called out to him, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Did I say I disagreed?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Haoli was overjoyed.

He turned around abruptly, his voice urgent: "Sister-in-law, you agree?"

"I didn't agree!" Wang Xinyao deliberately put on a stern face and said irritably, "You two are still young and need to gain experience. It's not too late for you to get married in three years!"

"Really? That's wonderful! Thank you, sister-in-law! Thank you, brother!" The gloom on Zhao Haoli's face vanished, and his joy was palpable.

Wang Xinyao waved to him.

As Zhao Haoli drew closer, she lowered her voice, her tone carrying a hint of solemnity:

"Your mother asked me to tell you that she loves you all very much and that she knows she was wrong."

She hoped that from this day forward, you would treat the Empress Dowager, Yang Wanqing, with the same filial piety as you would show to your own mother.

Zhao Haoli's eyes dimmed instantly.

He remained silent for a moment, then finally couldn't help but ask the question that was on his mind: "Is she... alright?"

Wang Xinyao gently shook her head, her voice carrying a hint of a sigh.

"She was sealed away along with Zhao Yucheng. But in the end, she did us a great favor, which can be considered a sign that she came to her senses."

She hopes you and Sister Mei'er can be happy, forget about her, and live a good life.

Zhao Haoli lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, his shoulders trembling slightly.

After a long while, he finally raised his head, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse: "Okay... thank you, sister-in-law."

A sudden commotion arose from the crowd not far away, accompanied by a loud argument, drawing everyone's attention.

A man's powerful shout resounded throughout the venue.

"Miss Luo! You've walked around this matchmaking event with thousands of people twice, picking and choosing, but haven't found the right person yet, have you?"

"How about you just put up with me? Don't worry, I'll never treat you like my brother did. I'll be with you every day, cherishing you like the apple of my eye, okay?"

"Get lost! I haven't seen enough yet!" A clear, slightly feisty female voice rang out, eliciting a burst of laughter from the crowd.

These two voices are so familiar!

That's impossible! How could such a dignified and noble woman as the Empress Dowager say something like "this old woman"?

Zhao Haoxuan, Luo Qing, and Ouyang Ping all straightened up from their seats instantly, their faces filled with shock.

"An'er, hurry! Persuade your mother to marry me, and I promise I'll treat her well!" the man shouted urgently, still unwilling to give up.

Another man's voice rang out, tinged with helplessness and amusement: "Uncle, please let me go. I really can't make decisions for Mother!"

"Hmph! An'er, let me tell you! If you don't help me, don't even think about traveling the world with those two girls, Yang Wanqing and Su Limei!"

The middle-aged man's voice carried a hint of threat and was domineering.

Yang Wanqing? Su Limei? Empress Dowager? Consort Li?

Zhao Haoxuan and the others could no longer remain calm, and their expressions changed drastically.

Even Luo Qing put down the imperial edict he was about to write, his eyes filled with shock.

The group exchanged glances and quickly walked towards the direction of the sound.

The crowd parted to make way, and Zhao Haoxuan and the others looked in the direction of the crowd.

The speaker was none other than the old Prince Zhao Haoyang, with the late Emperor Zhao Guoan, the late Empress Dowager Yang Wanqing, the late Consort Li Su Limei, and the Grand Empress Dowager Luo Lan standing beside him.

Zhao Haoxuan and Wang Xinyao stepped forward quickly, and the people behind them followed suit and bowed.

"Greetings, Grandfather! Greetings, Father! Mother! Consort Li!"

"Father, what brings you here?" Zhao Haoxuan asked.

Zhao Guoning smiled helplessly: "I heard there was a matchmaking event for ten thousand people here, and it was quite lively, so I came with your mother and Consort Li to join in the fun. Who knew that as soon as we arrived, our Imperial Uncle would grab us and not let us go!"

"Little ones, you're all here?" Luo Lan looked at the group of juniors in front of her, raised an eyebrow, snorted coldly, and spoke with a hint of arrogance.

"Grandfather!" Zhao Yue'er and Fang Zhiyuan quickly stepped forward to greet Zhao Haoyang.

At this moment, Zhao Haoyang's face turned bright red, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

After all, it would be too embarrassing for him to pursue his beloved so shamelessly in front of so many younger family members. Where would he put his old face?

Zhao Yue'er immediately noticed her grandfather's predicament.

She immediately exchanged a glance with Fang Zhiyuan, then clenched her fist and whispered to Zhao Haoyang, "Grandfather! We support you! Go for it! Win over the Empress Dowager!"

Zhao Haoyang was taken aback at first, but then he suddenly found his courage.

He straightened his chest and looked at Luo Lan with a firm gaze, as if he had made up his mind.

"Miss Luo! Marry me! I truly am your best choice!"

He stiffened his neck, his voice loud and clear, full of confidence: "Look! In this small world, besides me, who else is worthy of you?"

If you still harbor resentment towards your elder brother, after you get married, you should thoroughly torment his younger brother. That way, your anger will dissipate! Am I right?