On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind at the end of the year, carrying fine snow foam, blew past the gate of the Longwu Army camp west of the capital.

The tense atmosphere of the past few days was made even more solemn by the silent rectification in the camp after the commander Lei Xiao's secret report late at night.

Although the soldiers did not understand the situation, they could all feel a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come.

However, early that morning, a shocking decree spread throughout the camp: His Majesty the Emperor will come in person to reward the troops!

When the news came, the whole army was shocked!

It is not unprecedented in this dynasty for the emperor to visit the military camp in person, but the current Majesty is a woman and has been plagued by turmoil since she ascended the throne. Her sudden visit this time is of great significance.

At the exact time of Si, the wind and snow subsided a little, and a little light shone through the gloomy sky.

On the parade ground of the Longwu Army camp, flags were waving, armor was shining, and tens of thousands of soldiers were lined up according to their camps, standing solemnly and silently.

The cold wind blew across the training ground, blowing up the snow on the ground and hitting the icy armor plates, making a crackling sound.

The air was filled with a chill of steel and an indescribable sense of anticipation and tension.

Suddenly, the horns at the gate sounded long and the drums beat to the sky!

The ceremonial procession led the way, with golden axes and halberds flashing coldly in the dim winter sky.

Afterwards, a black imperial carriage with gold decorations, surrounded by elite guards, slowly drove into the training ground and stopped in front of the reviewing platform.

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the imperial carriage.

The curtain opened, and first came Lin Zhen, dressed in the dark prince's uniform and with a long sword at his waist. His face was stern, and his eyes swept across the entire venue like lightning. The invisible pressure made the already quiet training ground even more solemn.

He did not go up to the platform to review the generals, but stood solemnly beside the sedan chair and bowed slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a figure, supported by two personal palace maids, slowly stepped down from the imperial carriage.

When that figure was fully revealed in front of tens of thousands of soldiers, the entire training ground seemed to freeze even the sound of the wind!

Everyone's eyes widened, hardly able to believe what they saw!

It’s Murong Yan!

She actually came!

And she was wearing that!

That dress that has long become a legend in the palace, the court, and the streets - the black and gold Su brocade cotton nightgown with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, the dress of the divine phoenix descending to the world!

But today, in this military training ground with biting north wind and freezing weather, her dress is more solemn yet more shocking.

Under the gloomy winter sky, the extremely dark Su Jin base material appears to be a color deeper than the night, absorbing the faint light from the sky, as if it can absorb the surrounding coldness.

The woven golden cotton wool and real gold thread no longer exudes warm light, but in this solemn environment, it emits a cold and majestic dark golden glow, strangely echoing the swords, spears, and halberds on the training ground.

Above the nightgown, the towering phoenix with a full robe and train, against the backdrop of the military camp, lacks some of the elegance of the palace, but has some of the sharpness and dominance of the battlefield. The phoenix feathers are layered, as if it will flap its wings and fly into the sky at any time!

The black diamonds on the phoenix eyes reflected a cold light, looking down at the thousands of troops below.

The wide and light bell sleeves are faintly visible under the cloak, and the gold tassels on the cuffs sway slightly in the cold wind.

The black jade ring on her left thumb stood out against the gray sky and earth. But what most struck the soldiers was the five-meter-long Su Jin tail!

It was not lifted or carefully laid by any palace servants, but was dragged in a long and even extremely messy manner on the cold, muddy, snow-covered and footprint-covered ground of the training ground!

The extremely luxurious dark gold brocade forms an extremely soul-stirring contrast with the rough, harsh, and even somewhat dirty military camp environment!

The softness of cotton should be incompatible with the hardness here, but at this moment, this incompatibility has become a silent declaration.

I am the world, and wherever I am is the palace!

The comfort and casualness of this nightgown, at this moment, further demonstrates an extraordinary strong self-confidence and control that disregards military strictness!

Murong Yan's expression was calm, and she was not moved in the slightest by the tens of thousands of shocked, puzzled, or even awed gazes.

With Lin Zhen's help, she slowly stepped onto the platform.

The messy five-meter-long dark gold tail left a thrilling trail behind her. Wherever it passed, the brocade was stained with mud and snow, but she didn't care at all.

Lei Xiao had already led a group of generals to kneel at the foot of the reviewing platform and said, "General Lei Xiao, leading all the officers and soldiers of the Dragon Warrior Army, respectfully welcome Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty, long live His Majesty, long live His Majesty!"

The voice was loud, full of excitement and loyalty.

Tens of thousands of soldiers followed suit and shouted "Long live the emperor!" The sound shook the sky and broke through the clouds!

Murong Yan raised her hand slightly, and her voice was clear and melodious, echoing throughout the training grounds: "All soldiers, stand at attention."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The soldiers stood up, their eyes still fixed on the unique dark golden figure on the reviewing platform.

Murong Yan didn't give a long lecture. Her gaze slowly swept across the faces in the audience, each one scarred by the frost and frost, yet now filled with excitement and curiosity. She spoke, her voice low, yet with a strange penetrating power that reached people's hearts:

"Soldiers, you've worked hard in this freezing cold day."

This simple sentence brought tears to the eyes of many veterans.

His Majesty the Emperor actually said "hard work" to them?

"I'm not here today to inspect or lecture," Murong Yan continued, her tone calm, even carrying a subtle warmth. "I'm here to thank you. Thank you for staying here in this cold winter, protecting the peace of Daqian and allowing me to sleep peacefully in the palace."

Her words, like a warm current, quietly seeped into the soldiers' hearts which had become somewhat stiff due to the severe cold.

"So I brought you some snacks and hot soup made in the palace." She said, gesturing to the audience.

The palace maids and eunuchs, who had already made preparations, immediately brought up baskets of steaming exquisite cakes, buckets of fragrant mutton soup, and many meals wrapped in thick quilts to keep them warm.

These foods may not be as grand as eating large pieces of meat or drinking large bowls of wine, but their delicacy and warmth carry a sense of honor that comes from the palace and the emperor's personal care.

"It's not much, and it's not precious enough." Murong Yan watched the food being distributed and said softly, "But it's just a small token of my appreciation."

The soldiers looked at the exquisite food distributed to them, which they never saw on weekdays, smelled the tempting aroma, and then looked at the empress on the stage who was wearing a gorgeous nightgown and came to this bitter cold place to comfort them in person. The excitement and loyalty in their hearts instantly reached the peak!

Someone shouted first, "Your Majesty is wise and wise! Long live His Majesty!"

Immediately afterwards, the entire parade ground erupted in even more earth-shattering cheers: "Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty! Long, long live His Majesty!"

Many soldiers were even moved to tears.

Murong Yan looked at the exciting scene below the stage, a very faint, genuine smile appearing on her face.

She even took a few steps forward, walked to the edge of the reviewing platform, and looked at the soldiers below from a closer distance.

The messy dark gold tail then dragged across the table.

She casually picked up a small piece of osmanthus cake from the food box held by the palace maid beside her and gestured to the young soldier closest to her: "Come here."

The soldier was flattered and stepped forward almost at the same pace.

Murong Yan handed him the cake and asked softly, "How old are you? Where are you from?"

The soldier was so excited that he was incoherent: "Your Majesty! Eighteen! From Longyou!"

"Longyou, a great place." Murong Yan nodded. "Eat more, grow stronger, and serve the country well."

"Yes! Yes! Thank you, Your Majesty!" The soldier held the cake as if it were a priceless treasure and retreated with tears in his eyes.

This scene pushed the atmosphere to a climax!

His Majesty the Emperor not only came in person, but also distributed food personally and cared about the soldiers' hometowns and ages!

What a grace this is!

Murong Yan walked a few more steps on the reviewing platform and had a few simple conversations with the soldiers from different directions, her tone always calm.

Her phoenix-like dress, which was out of place in the military camp, did not become a barrier at this moment, but instead became a unique symbol, symbolizing the supreme imperial power, which descended among the most grassroots soldiers in an unprecedented people-friendly manner.

The reward lasted for nearly an hour.

When Murong Yan was about to leave for the palace, the thunderous cheers of "Long live the emperor" rang out again in the parade grounds.

She turned around, faced the soldiers, and nodded slightly.

Then, accompanied by Lin Zhen, he slowly walked down the command platform.

Just as she was about to board the imperial carriage, she seemed to have thought of something. She suddenly turned around and waved vigorously to the soldiers who were reluctant to leave on the parade ground!

The action of turning around and waving was free and powerful!

The messy dark-gold tail that was lying on the ground and stained with mud and snow was suddenly lifted up by the swift turn!

The luxurious brocade is like a phoenix spreading its wings to say goodbye, and with a swish, it draws a gorgeous arc in the air!

As the hem of the skirt suddenly floated up, the densely woven gold lining inside was revealed, which was still dazzling under the gloomy sky!

The pattern of Hundred Phoenixes Facing the Sun shone in an instant, golden light flowed, noble and brilliant, and carried a warm and solid connection that had just been established with the soldiers!

This fleeting glimpse of golden light, like a promise, was imprinted in the hearts of tens of thousands of soldiers!

The skirt falls down, and the brilliance is restrained.

Murong Yan bent down and stepped into the imperial chariot. The curtains dropped. The procession slowly started moving and drove out of the gate.

On the parade ground, tens of thousands of soldiers knelt on the ground for a long time, and the shouts of "Long live the emperor" were heard incessantly.

Lei Xiao looked at the direction where the imperial chariot was going away, clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were filled with the light of loyalty until death.

He knew that after this incident, the morale of the Longwu Army had completely turned to the empress wearing the dress that resembled a divine phoenix descending from the earth.

No aristocratic family will ever be able to waver in the slightest!

Inside the imperial carriage, Murong Yan leaned lazily on the cushion, with a hint of fatigue on her face, but also a hint of satisfaction.

Lin Zhen handed her a cup of warm ginseng tea and whispered, "Yan'er, you've worked hard today. The Longwu Army's heart is available."

Murong Yan took the ginseng tea, sipped it, and said softly, "Hmm," "I hope they won't let me down."

She closed her eyes and whispered, "My husband, please go back to the palace. I am tired."

The ruts made a squeaking sound as they rolled over the snow.

The cheers from the military camp were still ringing in her ears, but Murong Yan had already set out on her journey home, wrapped in this dark gold divine phoenix dress.