Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 719

East Palace.

A few days later, Qi Xuan came to say goodbye to Shen Lingjun and Mo Zhonggui.

Qi Xuan had already heard about Sheng Qiongluo's arson and suicide. Rumors were also circulating in the Sheng family that Sheng Qiongluo was disfigured, her whole body became deformed and twisted, extremely ugly and terrifying, and that she couldn't accept becoming like this, which was why she set herself on fire and died.

Qi Xuan guessed that Shen Lingjun must have poisoned Sheng Qiongluo. He had heard of a kind of bone-dislocating poison that could cause a person's bones to become dislocated and deformed, making them unrecognizable. It was not fatal, but it would completely ruin their appearance and cause them unbearable pain.

It would be very suitable for Sheng Qiongluo.

Qi Xuan felt no sympathy or pity for Sheng Qiongluo; he only felt a mix of emotions, after all, she was a goddess who had once amazed him.

But at the same time, he deeply regretted that he was so shallow, deceived by Sheng Qiongluo's appearance and so infatuated with her.

But that beautiful skin is actually so insignificant; once peeled away, what is revealed underneath is nothing more than an incredibly ugly monster.

When Qi Xuan saw Shen Lingjun and Mo Zhonggui, he still didn't dare to look directly at them, and only whispered:

"Junior Sister, Your Highness, I plan to leave Ancheng..."

Shen Lingjun was not surprised when he heard Qi Xuan's decision.

For Qi Xuan, Ancheng now is a place of heartbreak, a constant reminder of his utterly failed relationship. It's understandable that he doesn't want to stay here.

Shen Lingjun asked, "So, Senior Brother, are you going to continue traveling around?"

Qi Xuan's expression darkened: "Probably, in any case, I won't stay in Bei Yi."

Shen Lingjun sighed and nodded.

"Okay, remember to send a message back if you have the chance."

Qi Xuan had no ties to him, so he had no reason to hold him back if he wanted to leave. The position of Crown Prince's Guest that had been given to him was a completely sinecure; whether he was there or not made no difference.

Shen Lingjun invited Qi Xuan to stay for a farewell meal, brought him a lot of things, and accompanied him to the outskirts of Ancheng with Mo Zhonggui.

The three fellow disciples were scattered far and wide. The senior sister was still nowhere to be found, and the senior brother had only had this brief reunion once every ten years or so. Now he was leaving again, and who knew when they would see each other again.

Life is rarely filled with joyous gatherings, but with many separations.

Shen Lingjun stood atop the city gate, watching Qi Xuan's carriage depart into the distance, filled with deep emotion.

Mo Zhonggui was beside her and held her hand.

"I'm still here."

Shen Lingjun turned to look at him and smiled back.

"Yes, I still have you."

Just then, a figure in the distance suddenly rushed over. It was one of Mo Chonggui's subordinates who had been placed in the palace.

"Your Highness! His Majesty has passed away!"

Mo Zhonggui frowned slightly.

Huo Tingsheng has been living in the palace for several months. Not to mention that his body had already been ruined by the Three Thousand Sorrows Wine, even a healthy person would not be able to withstand such torment for so long. It is already quite remarkable that he has survived until now.

It was expected that they wouldn't be able to hold on.

That's right. When Huo Tingsheng was still alive, Mo Zhonggui could continue to be the crown prince. Now that he has passed away, he must ascend the throne.

Although he had made this preparation long ago, Mo Zhonggui still did not want to sit on the throne.

Firstly, he was resistant to the throne of Western Qi; secondly, being an emperor meant facing far more troubles than being a crown prince.

However, he could only rightfully pass the throne to Qin Chuyao if he first became emperor himself.

Mo Zhonggui and Shen Lingjun exchanged a glance and sighed.

"We're going to get busy. The coronation ceremony and the empress's investiture ceremony are both very troublesome."

Shen Lingjun laughed and said, "I don't mind the trouble. It seems pretty good to experience being an empress. Second only to the emperor, the head of the six palaces, the mother of the nation, it sounds impressive. Look at how much Sheng Qiongluo fought for this position. I have to experience it for myself."

Mo Zhonggui also laughed.

“That makes sense. This is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. I’ll give you the grandest empress coronation ceremony in the history of Western Qi, so you can have your fill.”

Shen Lingjun remembered and added, "And Xi'er, didn't she mutter that she wanted to be a princess? Let's make her a princess too."

Mo Zhonggui: "That's for sure. She will be the most noble princess in the history of Western Qi."

The two chatted and laughed as they walked down from the city gate.

Huo Tingsheng's death was a national tragedy. At the same time, the enthronement ceremony was being carried out in full swing.

Huo Tingsheng has been "seriously ill" for several months, and everyone knows that his death is only a matter of time. Therefore, the Crown Prince's succession has actually been well prepared, and there is no panic now.

Mo Chonggui planned to hold the enthronement ceremony and the empress coronation ceremony on the same day, with the enthronement ceremony first followed by the coronation ceremony.

His coronation ceremony was conventional and unremarkable. However, Shen Lingjun's empress coronation ceremony exceeded traditional regulations in every aspect, and was held as grandly and solemnly as possible.

The ceremonial robe that Shen Lingjun wore when she was crowned empress could only be described as extremely luxurious.

The robe was a wide-sleeved garment, its hem trailing over ten feet long. It was predominantly dark blue and black, accented with a white embroidered collar and vermilion trim. The robe was embroidered with exquisitely intricate pheasant motifs in gold and silver thread, and inlaid with thousands of South China Sea pearls and countless gemstones of various colors. Upon opening it, the room was filled with a dazzling array of jewels, transforming the small room into a magnificent celestial palace.

Shen Lingjun was speechless for a long time when he saw this set of extremely luxurious clothes.

"This...is too exaggerated. Will I be criticized as a wicked and extravagant empress?"

Mo Chonggui laughed and said, "We used the wealth looted from the royal treasury, without spending a single penny from outside, so why are you criticizing us?"

As Shen Lingjun was admiring the robe, clicking her tongue in amazement, a dusty carrier pigeon suddenly fluttered in through the window.

Mo Zhonggui's expression changed slightly when he saw the carrier pigeon.

These carrier pigeons were arranged by him in the capital of Beiyi. They have extremely strong flying ability and can fly hundreds of miles in a short time to reach Xiqi'an City.

Because of their limited numbers, they are only sent out to deliver messages when the most urgent and serious matter occurs in Beiyi.