On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

By dawn, the traces of the night battle at Ziquan Palace had been completely cleared, as if nothing had happened. However, the brand new "Shadow Pavilion" token was like a thorn in Murong Yan and Lin Zhen's hearts.

"They want to destroy my clothes and disturb the people's hearts. If they fail this time, they will definitely have a backup plan." Murong Yan stood at the palace window, looking at the gradually brightening sky, and said calmly, "Instead of passively waiting, it is better to take the initiative. This Guangling City is the best stage for this."

Lin Zhen immediately understood her intention: "Are you going to show up in public?"

"That's right." Murong Yan turned around, her eyes blazing. "Not only must I show up, but I must also put on that phoenix robe, so that everyone can clearly see that I am safe and sound, and my dignity cannot be violated! Moreover, I must show those ghosts hiding in the dark how ridiculous their tricks are!"

On that day, the Guangling City Governor's Office received an imperial decree: His Majesty will arrive at the canal dock in the afternoon to personally bless the canal transport fleet that is about to head north.

The news sent shockwaves through the city! His Majesty was actually visiting the docks in person? This was an unprecedented act of grace!

It was afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. The canal docks had long been cleared of martial law, but residents were allowed to observe from a designated area at a distance. A sea of ​​people thronged the area, each eager to catch a glimpse of the emperor.

The auspicious time has arrived, and drums and music are deafening.

Murong Yan's procession reappeared. She sat upright on the phoenix chariot, once again donning the bright yellow brocade court robes embroidered with nine dragons and four phoenixes, and the heavy nine-dragon and four-phoenix crown, its twelve tassels of white jade beads swaying gently.

The two-meter-long brocade train, embroidered with a vast landscape, was held in two rows by sixteen palace maids in their hands with the utmost respect. It sparkled dazzlingly in the sunlight and slowly slid across the red carpet-covered passage towards the high platform on the dock.

The thrill of yesterday's Observatory seemed to have left no trace on her. Her face was calm and majestic. Her eyes passed through the jade tassels and calmly swept across the excitedly kneeling people in the distance and the densely packed canal boats on the river.

Lin Zhen remained at his side, his horse guarding him. His expression was solemn, his eyes piercing the air as he scanned his surroundings. He knew that today's "show," though seemingly glamorous, was actually dangerous. The person behind the scenes was likely mingling with the crowd.

Climbing onto the temporary platform, Murong Yan accepted the homage of the officials and the canal transport officers and soldiers. The eunuch read out a prayer commending the officers and soldiers and praying for smooth transport.

The ceremony proceeded as planned. The wind blew the giant train, causing the scroll to ripple slightly.

Just as Murong Yan was about to pour the imperially bestowed wine into the canal, completing the final blessing procedure—

Mutations reborn!

It is not a stabbing with a sword, nor is it a firearm or a hidden weapon.

There was a crisp "crack!" sound, followed by a "creaking" sound of wood breaking!

At the edge of the platform where Murong Yan was standing, a wooden board that should have been solid suddenly broke and collapsed without any warning! And right there, standing there was a palace maid holding the tail end of the train!

"Ah!" The palace maid screamed, her feet suddenly stepped on empty air, and her body fell sharply downwards!

And what she was holding tightly in her hands was the extremely heavy tail end!

The force of this fall was immense! Not only was she about to fall from the platform, but the immense pulling force was also transmitted through her tail, instantly transmitting forward and violently pulling towards Murong Yan, who was standing in the center of the platform!

All of this happened so quickly and so unexpectedly! Who could have imagined that the assassination method would involve destroying the structure of the platform?

"His Majesty!"

"careful!"

The crowd far below the stage exclaimed in surprise, and the officials turned pale!

If Murong Yan were caught off guard and pulled backward by this immense force, even if she didn't fall off the platform, she would be publicly disgraced and utterly humiliated! The Empress's majesty would be completely shattered! And the fallen palace maid would be either dead or crippled!

In a flash!

Murong Yan moved!

She seemed to have anticipated this, or rather, her peerless master's instincts and extraordinary lower body skills were fully displayed at this moment!

At the moment the wooden planks broke and the maiden screamed and fell, her center of gravity had already sunk, her feet firmly nailed to the platform as if cast in iron! The sudden and immense pulling force only swayed her body slightly before she stabilized herself!

At the same time, without even looking behind her, she listened to the wind to determine her position, and suddenly stretched out her right hand and grabbed the arm of the fallen palace maid with incredible precision!

This grab was steady, accurate, and fierce! It contained immense power!

The falling momentum was suddenly stopped!

The palace maid was so frightened that her face turned pale and her whole body was hanging in the air. She only managed to avoid falling because Murong Yan grabbed her with one hand.

Murong Yan not only had to bear the force of the maid's fall, but also had to contend with the pulling force coming from the tail! She was alone, as if she had become the pillar connecting the suspended maid and the heavy tail!

She stood as still as a pine tree, her right hand firmly grasping the maiden's, her figure erect and straight. Even the pearl tassels on her phoenix crown trembled only briefly before gradually returning to calm. Her bright yellow phoenix robe, strained slightly by the exertion, highlighted her instant burst of astonishing strength and stability.

The entire place was in a dead silence! Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene and the astonishing reaction and strength displayed by Her Majesty the Empress!

The next moment, Lin Zhen, like a roc, had already reached the edge of the platform and reached out to pull the frightened maid up. The other maids who were holding the tail also stepped forward and straightened the tail again.

Murong Yan then slowly released her hand, her expression as calm as before, as if she had just done something insignificant. She even raised her hand to gently straighten the slightly tilted phoenix crown, her gaze sweeping over the silent people and officials below the stage.

"Go on." She spoke softly, her voice not loud but clearly heard throughout the dock.

The eunuch finally woke up from his dream and shouted in a trembling voice: "Blessing—the ceremony is over—!"

Murong Yan personally poured the imperial wine into the canal.

After a brief silence, thunderous cheers and kneelings broke out inside and outside the dock!

"Long live your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty's Divine Power!"

"God bless you!"

The people were thrilled; they had witnessed firsthand the miraculous scene of Her Majesty remaining calm in the face of danger, acting with lightning speed, and turning the tide! This not only did not diminish her majesty, but instead added a touch of almost divine aura to her demeanor!

In people's eyes, the gorgeous and heavy phoenix robe's train is no longer a burden, but a symbol of His Majesty's carrying of the country and being as steady as Mount Tai!

Lin Zhen stood beside Murong Yan and whispered, "What a dangerous trick. They're actually using carpentry as a tool."

Murong Yan glanced at the broken part of the platform and smiled coldly, "You clown, you only know these unpresentable tricks. After this incident, the people of Guangling have completely surrendered to me."

She turned and walked down the platform with great grace. The two-meter-long train was once again steadily lifted, radiating a golden glow in the sunlight, as if the thrilling tug-of-war had never happened.

But everyone knew that they had witnessed an extraordinary emperor.

On the way back to the palace, Murong Yan whispered to Lin Zhen through the swaying jade pendant, "Husband, do you think the person behind this is hiding in the crowd, trembling with anger, or is he secretly rejoicing that we've put the blame on Shadow Pavilion again?"

Lin Zhen's eyes were deep. "Perhaps both. But after this incident, they probably won't dare to take action in Guangling again for a while."

"Yes," Murong Yan leaned back gently on the Phoenix Chariot, "The Guangling incident is over. It's time to return to the capital and meet those 'ghosts' hiding under the walls of the Zhuzi Palace."

The phoenix chariot moved forward slowly, and the train embroidered with vast rivers and mountains stretched out behind it, like a silently flowing river, carrying the emperor's wisdom, courage and the impending bloody storm, heading towards the distant imperial city.