The procession of the new emperor heading to the ancestral hall to enthrone set off from the east gate of the palace city. Guarding the rear were a thousand inner palace troops, and leading the way were multiple imperial city imperial guards.

Zhao Cuo was wearing a mighty and heavy bright silver armor. He was riding a majestic snow-trained horse and walked at the forefront of the emperor's cavalry.

The clear sky above his head could not break through the dark clouds in his heart.

"Hou Shangshu."

Zhao Cuo asked the Minister of Rites who was following him on horseback.

"This time the new king ascends to the throne, the ceremony will be held as usual. Please ask Shangshu and Wan Sheng to explain the process of ascending to the throne."

He asked cautiously. He had been familiar with the process of the enthronement ceremony more than once, but when the matter came, he still wanted to be more cautious.

"yes."

The Minister of Rites bowed his hands to Zhao Cuo with some respect.

The six ministers are high-ranking officials of the second rank, and their rank is higher than the current Zhao Cuo. Both the deputy head of the execution department and the commander of the eight gates are from the third rank.

However, rank can never represent the true power. The commander of the Imperial City Division usually only has the power to manage the imperial army but cannot command it. However, in an emergency, he will become a key presence after gaining military power.

"After the new king arrives at the ancestral hall, he will first dress and dress in the Zhengyi Palace. After all the officials are in place, he will offer sacrifices to heaven on the Chengqian Altar..."

The Minister of Rites carefully explained the process of the ceremony to Zhao Cuo.

The ancestral hall dedicated to the ancestors of Dayu is on the right side of the palace.

There were no accidents during this quarter of an hour's journey.

"General Lu, you have to personally take on the responsibility of protecting the ancestral hall. I give you the right to kill first and report later, but if anything happens, you must send someone to notify me as soon as possible."

The new emperor drove towards the Zhengyi Palace surrounded by hundreds of officials and guarded by soldiers.

Zhao Cuo called his adjutant Lu Jianming to explain the defense matters.

After he arranged everything, he also entered the palace.

"Please ask my aunt to take me to see the princess."

Young Master Zhao said to an accompanying palace maid.

The Empress Dowager's will is that the ceremony of enthroning the queen will also be held today.

In fact, according to the ancestral system of Dayu, the appointment of the queen or the prince must be staggered with the date of enthronement.

"Commander Zhao, please come here."

Those who came out of the palace certainly knew who's words counted at this time.

Zhao Cuo followed the palace maid down the corridor calmly.

A main hall with an open door came into view.

"I've met the Marquis."

When he walked into the palace, the maids and eunuchs guarding the door bowed respectfully and did not dare to breathe.

"Are your Majesty and the Princess inside?"

Zhao Cuo spoke gently.

"Sir, the emperor is sitting in meditation in the main room, while the empress is dressing up in the side hall."

A middle-aged eunuch in charge said with a smile on his face.

"Take me to the side hall."

Commander Zhao said with a kind smile.

Zhao Cuo looked at the graceful and luxurious woman with bright eyes.

Today's Princess Ning has completely displayed the style of the most beautiful woman. Her makeup is rich but not coquettish, and she is wearing a phoenix robe that is noble and majestic.

Her charming and beautiful eyes had always been filled with a hint of desolation, but at this time, her worry was even more obvious, making Mr. Zhao couldn't help but step forward and hold her beautiful hand.

"grown ups……"

Princess Ning said softly without any resistance.

"I am no longer a princess. You can call me by my name. You can also call me queen."

She allowed Zhao Cuo to squeeze her hand.

"Yourong?"

Young Master Zhao blinked his eyes and said.

"Well... I am not used to this change of words by my lord."

The princess who should be called Queen Chen pursed her lips as if she felt she had lost something.

"I'd better call you queen."

Zhao Cuo intertwined his fingers with hers.

"No matter how the name changes, how will the friendship between you and me change? Aren't Princess Ning and Queen Chen both you?"

He knew that women would inevitably worry about gains and losses at this time.

"It's enough to say that I have an adult."

Chen Yourong lowered his head and put her fair forehead against his chest.

A blush suddenly appeared on her bright and charming face.

The new queen of Dayu thought of her husband who was just across the wall.

"What is Thief Zhao doing to the princess..."

The new king outside the palace gate was pacing back and forth with a pale face.

Emperor Wu Cheng, who did not feel that he was an emperor, could not change his mind about his wife.

He suddenly walked to the door with silent steps, raised his hand tremblingly and poked the paper on the door frame, and a small opening appeared.

'This thief!'

Xinjun's face turned red as soon as he put his eyes on the gap.

He saw his wife, whom he had cherished for many years, leaning in the arms of another man.

He betrayed the princess when he was in the Yan Kingdom, but how could the love between husband and wife for many years be fake? How could he turn a blind eye to the scene before him?

"My silly brother..."

In fact, Emperor Yu Xuan had already arrived at the ancestral hall.

Hidden in the void, he looked at Prince Ning with sympathetic eyes.

He can now empathize with his adopted brother.

"Today, this Zhao thief will be destroyed forever!"

Emperor Anhe said coldly and furiously in his heart.

However, he couldn't take his eyes off the scene in the side hall.

His breathing quickened unconsciously because of the two people embracing each other.

"Queen...I will call you that from now on."

Zhao Cuo said to the white tender ears of Empress Chen who was nestling in his arms.

Chen Yourong's body became softer after feeling his warm breath.

He could only say "Hmm" for a moment.

"Your Majesty is watching us."

Young Master Zhao's tone suddenly contained a hint of smile.

Of course, he would not be able to notice the gaze of Emperor Wu Cheng, who had no cultivation level.

As a Zhao thief, he doesn't care about this. Perhaps the sight of the new emperor can be regarded as seasoning to satisfy his bad taste.

"ah……"

Queen Chen immediately exclaimed softly.

She subconsciously wanted to break away from the boy's arms.

Zhao Cuo mischievously hugged his waist as delicate as willow and held on.

"I want to hold the queen."

The young master whispered, in fact, as long as Chen Yourong struggled any more fiercely, he would let go.

Empress Chen felt the words hitting her ears and took the initiative to stop resisting, not daring to raise her head.

This kind of thing is really too out of line for her traditional concepts.

"Am I that important to the Queen?"

Zhao Cuo's eyes became gentler.
To be continued...