On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The morning light penetrated the mist, and golden beams of light slanted down Suzaku Street leading to the imperial city.

A huge carriage decorated with the emblem of the Regent's Palace, painted black with gold patterns, drove slowly on the empty long street, with the sound of crisp hooves.

Inside the carriage, Lin Zhen closed his eyes and rested, the hem of his black dragon-patterned court robe rising and falling with the slight sway of the carriage.

His face was calm, and his deep eyes were hidden under his slightly closed eyelids. No one could see what he was thinking.

The towering palace gate opened, and the solemn sound of bells and drums echoed in the morning light.

The ministers filed in and stood solemnly in the spacious hall of the Golden Throne Hall according to their rank.

The rosewood pillars are towering, the floor is paved with gold bricks, and the air is filled with the heavy smell of ambergris and power.

In the palace, Empress Murong Yan sat on a red-gold phoenix chair with nine dragons coiled around it.

Today she was wearing a solemn phoenix robe with a bright yellow background, vermilion edging, and embroidered with a pattern of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix. On her head, she wore a nine-phoenix crown holding pearls, with pearl and jade tassels hanging down, covering most of her smooth forehead, revealing only the picturesque, delicate yet majestic face underneath.

Beneath her towering hair, a beautiful face, unadorned with makeup, her skin shimmering like jade in the candlelight. Even the wide phoenix robe couldn't conceal her impressive figure, but at this moment, those curves were undulating with suppressed emotion as she churned within.

The Imperial Censor, holding an ivory tablet, stood beneath the red steps and reported in a loud, clear voice, "Your Majesty, the Censorate detained Xia Zhu, the former magistrate of Penglai County, the other day in accordance with the law. The case has been referred to the Three Departments for detailed investigation and awaiting a joint trial."

"Xia Zhu?!"

Murong Yan was in a very good mood and was preparing to go to court today, but she heard such news as soon as she sat down.

She suddenly raised her eyes, and her gaze, which was blocked by the tassels, was as sharp as lightning. It instantly penetrated the thin golden and green curtains and shot towards the Imperial Censor below the steps!

Beneath the phoenix robe, the pair of breasts that still looked unusually plump and full despite the restraint of the court dress suddenly rose and fell violently, causing the pearls and jade on the court crown to tremble slightly and startlingly.

She even forgot to call herself "I". Her voice suddenly rose in shock and anger, with a sharp and tearing tone:

"Who are you talking about? Penglai County Magistrate Xia Zhu?!"

She couldn't believe her ears!

This hopeful woman, who was secretly selected from among the talented women from humble backgrounds and personally sent to Penglai County as a pilot program for women to serve as officials, was actually detained?

This is a symbol that she is going to implement new policies and pave the way for women all over the world!

She originally thought that with Xia Zhu's extraordinary talent and sharpness, she would be able to achieve something in Penglai and silence the gossips!

But it's only been three months! The Censorate actually arrested her?! Or was it a joint trial by the three courts?

The huge disappointment and feeling of betrayal made her face turn extremely ugly in an instant. Her lips were tightly pursed, and her plump breasts rose and fell violently due to her rapid breathing. The wide phoenix robe seemed to be stretched tight, outlining the frightening anger underneath.

A surge of evil fire rushed to my head and I couldn't suppress it no matter how hard I tried.

"Immediately! Bring her into the palace for me! I want to question her in person! I want to see what the person I personally chose has done in just three months!!" Murong Yan suddenly raised her hand, her slender fingertips turned slightly white due to the force, pointing outside the palace, and the cuffs of her phoenix robe brought up a sharp sound of wind.

The Imperial Censor was so shocked by the Empress's sudden anger that he was trembling with fear and broke out in a cold sweat.

He hurriedly bowed, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Your Majesty, calm down! Your Majesty, calm down! According to...according to the laws of Daqian, the criminal must be tried by the three courts and the confession and charges must be clearly reported to the emperor before Your Majesty can make a decision! Summoning him directly now is against the rules, I'm afraid..."

"Snapped!!!"

A crisp and heart-pounding bang suddenly exploded in the silent hall!

Murong Yan actually slammed her palm heavily on the solid phoenix table!

The teacups and pen holders on the table were shaken and jumped!

The slender white jade palm collided with the hard ebony wood, making a crisp sound that made people's teeth ache. The huge force made the base of her palm tingle!

She stood up suddenly!

The bright yellow phoenix robe spread out on the steps like an angry flame!

The phoenix eyes under the pendant were like red-hot irons, staring intently at the Imperial Censor below the stairs. She spoke each word with great emphasis, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between her teeth: "I want to see Xia Zhu now!"

She paused for a moment, her voice deeper, "I'll hand it over to the Censorate after I understand the situation!"

The imperial majesty that was coming towards him weighed heavily on the Imperial Censor!

His courage to tamper with the law collapsed in an instant in the face of the overwhelming wrath of absolute imperial power, leaving not even a trace!

"I obey your order! I'll go right away! I'll go and convey the order!" The Imperial Censor almost crawled back a few steps, then turned around and stumbled out of the hall to convey the order.

The back looks miserable.

Murong Yan's chest was still heaving violently, and she had no place to vent her pent-up anger.

She swung the sleeves of her wide phoenix robe fiercely, and her voice, filled with suppressed anger, spread throughout the hall: "Dismiss the court!"

Wusheshan shouted: "Retreat from the court!!"

"Long live my emperor!"

All the ministers were silent as a mouse, bowed in unison, and left the suffocating hall quietly and orderly like the receding tide.

Amid the footsteps, Lin Zhen, who had been standing at the forefront of the civil officials like a silent mountain, slowly opened his eyes.

He did not immediately follow the crowd in retreating. His deep gaze passed through the empty hall and fell on the bright yellow figure on the steps.

It was not until Murong Yan, with suppressed anger and heavy loneliness, turned around in a hurry and left through the side door of the dragon screen at the back of the hall that Lin Zhen followed her slowly.

His steps were steady and his posture was upright. He was like a silent shadow in the quiet corridor, following the bright yellow figure not far away.

The corridor leading to the inner palace is winding and deep, with tall red-painted columns supporting carved beams and painted buildings.

The early summer morning breeze brought with it a lingering coolness, blowing against the bamboo curtains hanging under the corridor, making a slight clash of sounds.

Sunlight shines through the intricately carved window lattices, casting diamond-shaped spots of light on the ground.

Murong Yan took quick and heavy steps, the long hem of her phoenix robe dragging on the mirror-like golden brick floor.

She was so upset that she didn't even notice the footsteps following not far behind her.

Lin Zhen was only three or five steps behind her. The familiar body fragrance that was engraved in his bones, mixed with the cool ambergris and a little bit of warm and sweet rose scent secreted due to emotional excitement, floated in the air very clearly, penetrated into his nostrils, and lingered.

This unique breath made his heart move every time.

Murong Yan turned through a carved moon-shaped door and walked towards a more secluded corridor leading to the Imperial Garden. There was no one around.

Lin Zhen suddenly quickened his pace and shortened the distance in an instant.

When Murong Yan was about to step onto the stairs leading to the waterside pavilion, he grabbed her slender wrist!

"Yan'er." A deep and familiar male voice sounded in her ears.

Murong Yan was caught off guard, and her body trembled violently as her wrist was grabbed!

She turned around angrily like a frightened phoenix, and swung the sleeves of her bright yellow phoenix robe vigorously!

"Let go!" Her voice was cold, filled with anger that had not yet subsided.

Seeing that it was Lin Zhen, her phoenix eyes, which were burning brighter with anger, stared at him intently, filled with questioning, disappointment and deep suspicion: "Husband! Tell me! Did you do this too?!"

Her gaze was like the sharpest probe, trying to pierce through his bottomless eyes.

Lin Zhen met her angry gaze without dodging at all. Instead, he sighed slightly, his expression holding just the right amount of helplessness and innocence.

He gently squeezed the inside of her wrist, which he held in his palm, his movements intimate and natural.

"Yan'er, I'm innocent." He said in a low, calm voice, "You sent Xia Zhu to Penglai County without even letting me know. I was far away in the capital and had no idea what she did in Penglai County. How can you blame me for this?"

He spread out his other hand in an innocent gesture, looking at her with open eyes.

When Murong Yan was asked this question, the evil fire that was about to ignite her suddenly stopped.

Yes... Wasn't it because I was afraid that he would object that I deliberately bypassed him and directly used my secret order to arrange Xia Zhu there at full speed?

Thinking of this, the rage in her chest immediately dissipated for the most part, and her chest, which had been heaving violently, gradually calmed down, and her plump curves returned to their smooth state under the bright yellow phoenix robe.

The anger and questioning in his eyes slowly turned into a slight embarrassment of being exposed and a barely perceptible sense of guilt.

But her pretty face was still tense, with a hint of temper.