On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Inside the Golden Throne Hall, the solemn and dignified atmosphere seemed like a materialized wave, impacting every corner one after another.

Murong Yan was wearing that gorgeous and unparalleled phoenix robe and sitting upright on the phoenix chair, like a phoenix goddess who had descended to the earth.

The golden embroidery on the phoenix robe gleamed in the dim light, and each phoenix seemed to be flapping its wings as if ready to fly. Their eyes were embellished with round pearls, emitting a cold and noble luster, which complemented Murong Yan's majesty at the moment.

Her pair of phoenix eyes slowly swept over the ministers below the steps, and her eyes revealed an unquestionable imperial aura. Under this gaze, the ministers lowered their heads and dared not look at her.

Seeing the ministers like this, a look of peace quietly appeared on Murong Yan's face.

Finally, this group of ministers were shocked.

She breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and looked at Lin Zhen.

That faint smile seemed to say: How's it going? Am I awesome? What do you have to say? Why don't you just say it?

Lin Zhen found it a little funny.

Murong Yan is still a child at heart, and needs to be tempered in the art of imperial power.

He stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "I have drafted a trade and cooperation agreement with South Korea. Your Majesty has previously expressed his intention to personally oversee the signing process. Therefore, I have brought the South Korean ambassador, Kim Jun-hee, here with me today. He is now outside the palace."

Murong Yan nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll be at your service."

The eunuch Wushe, standing by, received the order and shouted in a shrill voice, "As you wish!"

Then he quickly arranged for the young eunuchs to move the tables and chairs to the appropriate locations in the Golden Throne Hall and arrange them neatly.

After everything was settled, Wushe cleared his throat and called out in a drawn-out voice, "Summon the Korean ambassador, Kim Jun-hee, to the palace for an audience!"

The sound echoed in the hall. Soon, the door slowly opened and a figure walked in against the light.

South Korean envoy Kim Jun-hee walked into the hall with steady steps. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes with the characteristics of his country, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, but it could not hide his restraint at the moment.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, his eyes were attracted by Murong Yan who was sitting high on the phoenix chair.

At this moment, it was as if a bolt of thunder struck his head straight, and he stood there in a daze, his mind going blank.

He opened his eyes wide, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, staring at Murong Yan intently. His mouth opened slightly uncontrollably, forming a big "O" shape. His lower jaw seemed to be dislocated with shock, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

There was no trace of the composure and reserve of an envoy in his eyes. He looked completely shocked and out of control.

In his eyes, Murong Yan was no longer a mortal being. She was clearly a divine phoenix that had descended from the nine heavens to the mortal world, emitting a dazzling light that made it impossible to look directly at her.

Her face is like a fine work of art, and every contour seems to be carefully outlined by God with the most delicate brushstrokes.

Her skin is whiter than snow and so delicate that there is not a trace of flaw, as if water could be squeezed out with a light pinch; her eyebrows are like distant ink, slender and gentle, revealing agility and tenderness; her eyes are like clear autumn water, deep and bright, and the light flashing in her eyes has both the majesty and coldness of an emperor and the graceful beauty of a woman. Just a slight glance can be captivating and make people's hearts flutter.

Her nose is straight and slender, with graceful lines, like a standing jade peak, adding a sense of three-dimensionality and nobility to her face; her lips are like cherries, red without any makeup, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth carry a subtle smile, which makes her look both majestic and approachable.

Look at the extremely luxurious phoenix robe she is wearing. The phoenix embroidered with gold thread is lifelike, as if it will spread its wings and fly into the sky in the next second, carrying her straight into the sky.

The phoenix's eyes are embellished with round pearls, emitting a cold and noble luster, which complements Murong Yan's majesty at the moment.

The train of her phoenix robe hung down from the phoenix platform, like a gorgeous sunset. It shone brightly and glittered with her every move, making her look even more extraordinary and beautiful.

Jin Junxi calmed himself down, but his legs were still shaking like sieves.

He moved his feet with difficulty, as if being pulled by an invisible force. He walked quickly to the front, knelt on his knees, put his hands on the ground, and bowed his head to the ground. He said in a loud voice: "Korean Envoy Jin Junxi pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor of Daqian!"

Murong Yan raised her hand slightly and said softly, "Ambassador, please stand up."

Jin Junxi kowtowed again and thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then he stood up and stood aside, but his eyes still secretly cast towards Murong Yan from time to time, the shock and admiration in his eyes difficult to conceal.

Murong Yan fixed her phoenix eyes on Jin Junxi and asked in a cold voice, "The relationship between Daqian and South Korea has always been average. Friction broke out at the border a few years ago. Yet, this time, you specifically requested Daqian's specialty, Erguotou, and even offered pig iron in exchange. What's the purpose of such an unreasonable transaction?"

Jin Junxi bowed slightly and replied respectfully, "The purpose of this foreign minister doing this is nothing more than one, and that is to hope to see His Majesty the Emperor."

Lin Zhen turned around and looked at him blankly.

What does this mean? This guy didn't say that the day before yesterday.

Besides, what was he going to do with Murong Yan? To assassinate her? Come on, with Murong Wushe here, no matter how many assassins you send, they'll all be dead.

What for? Just to take a look?

If the man is a playboy who spends a fortune to win the smile of a beautiful woman, it is understandable that he does this.

But Jin Junxi is an envoy to Daqian, and his political and diplomatic abilities cannot be underestimated.

It is impossible for such a person to sell national strategic resources in exchange for alcohol out of curiosity.

He must have other purposes.

Murong Yan felt a little proud.

Look! No sooner had I, a daughter, ascended to the throne than a foreign envoy offered to see me in exchange for resources.

However, she did not reveal her inner thoughts. At this moment, her expression was stern. She raised her hand and gently waved the sleeve of her phoenix robe, turning her gaze to Jin Junxi: "Oh? Why do you want to see me?"

Kim Jun-hee bowed again, his expression extremely pious, and slowly spoke, "His Majesty the Emperor has long heard of the great reputation of His Majesty the Great Qian Emperor and deeply admires your grace and wisdom. He has sent this minister here in the hope of obtaining a portrait of you to present to His Majesty. In the heart of His Majesty, your portrait is priceless; he would be willing to pay for it even if it cost all the iron ore in Korea."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing a thousand waves in the hall.

The ministers were stunned at first, and then exploded instantly as if a powder keg had been lit.

"How dare you, a little Korean kid, say such outrageous things!"

"His Majesty, the Emperor of Daqian, is a supreme ruler. How can we allow the lowly people of a tiny nation like you to spy on us? What is your intention in requesting a portrait? Are you trying to humiliate Daqian?"

"That's right! Your Majesty's portrait concerns the national system and the dignity of Daqian. How can it be given to others so easily?"

"South Korea has always harbored ill intentions. This time, they are definitely harboring evil intentions, attempting to use this ridiculous excuse to carry out their unspeakable activities."

"Your Majesty, you must not agree to this. Once this precedent is set, other countries will surely follow suit. Where will the dignity of our Great Qian be?"

The ministers spoke one after another, denouncing the unreasonable demands of the Korean envoys. The entire Golden Throne Hall seemed to be in an uproar, with angry voices rising one after another, shaking the hall beams slightly.

Even Lin Zhen was a little confused.

Want Murong Yan's portrait?

What is this for?

Could it be that old fellow Han Tianhong wants to use Yan'er's portrait as a deer tube?

After all, he is the king of a country, it shouldn't be that bad...

Hiss... No, Lin Zhen thought about it over and over again, and there must be something fishy about this matter.

Even if Han Tianhong was curious about Murong Yan's appearance, he would never use national strategic resources as bargaining chips.

Lin Zhen asked, "What do you want my portrait of Emperor Daqian for?"

Jin Junxi ignored Lin Zhen and knelt down again, eagerly speaking to Murong Yan, "Your Majesty, every word this minister has spoken is true. Your Majesty is well aware of the prosperity of Daqian and its flourishing culture, and he holds you in high esteem. Therefore... I intend to marry you, Your Majesty, so that our two countries can enjoy lasting friendship and even become one."

"presumptuous!"

"His Majesty, the Emperor of Daqian, is the ruler of a nation. How can we allow a small nation like you to interfere? South Korea's actions are sheer treason. They are attempting to overthrow our Daqian nation. They deserve death!"

"This is ridiculous! You are openly challenging my bottom line!"

"Your Majesty, this man has no respect for the law and speaks wildly. I suggest that he be expelled from the court and executed immediately!"

"You bastard! You're probably coveting the wealth of Daqian and want to use this marriage as a pretext to annex us. Do you think we're all fools?"

The ministers' opposition was overwhelming, and everyone was filled with indignation.

Lin Zhen, Murong Yan's husband, gradually calmed down.

Is Han Tianhong a fool? Obviously not.

Are South Korea's ambassadors fools? Definitely not.

They all knew that Murong Yan would not agree to this unreasonable request, but Jin Junxi risked being beheaded and said it in public.

What?

What's the intention?

Do you want to see if Murong Yan is angry?

wrong.

He must have other purposes.

It’s just that Lin Zhen couldn’t think of it at the moment.

Murong Yan's eyes were full of majesty, and her face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

She suppressed her anger and looked at Jin Junxi: "Jin Junxi, you are so bold, Han Guo, to make such a ridiculous request! Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Jin Junxi wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly explained, "Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty means no harm. It's just that our country has been in turmoil in recent years, with constant internal and external troubles. We know that only by joining hands with a powerful country like Daqian can we protect the country and the people. The marriage is intended to form a solid alliance to jointly resist foreign enemies and share prosperity. Moreover, Your Majesty has long been in love with you. If we can marry, we will devote all our national strength to serve Your Majesty and ensure that the people of Daqian and South Korea can live a prosperous and healthy life."

"shut up!"

Murong Yan was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

She has always claimed to be a golden phoenix, extremely noble, but South Korea dared to covet her body!

My body belongs to Lin Zhen, and it is not something that you lowly people can covet.

"Somebody come!"

"exist!"

"Cut him off for me!"

"Yes!"

Seeing Murong Yan's anger, Jin Junxi kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, everything I said is true. I also brought a special gift with me to show my sincerity."

After saying this, he clapped his hands outside the hall, and saw two followers standing at the door carrying a huge wooden box.

Another eunuch carried the box in.

When the wooden box was opened, inside was a phoenix sculpture made of pure gold.

The phoenix spread its wings as if ready to fly, looking lifelike, with each feather carved in great detail. In the candlelight, the golden light was so dazzling that it made it difficult for people to open their eyes.

"Your Majesty, this phoenix sculpture was created by our nation's top craftsmen after months of painstaking effort. It symbolizes the auspiciousness of the phoenix and represents our nation's most sincere blessing to Daqian. I hope Your Majesty will accept it."

Murong Yan looked at the phoenix sculpture, her love for it beyond words.

But she is no longer the little girl who was afraid of poverty, and will not be easily fooled by this sugar-coated bullet.

"Do you think this can atone for your sins?"

"Your Majesty, I have absolutely no intention of usurping power. If Your Majesty disagrees with the marriage, please give me a portrait so that I can have an explanation."