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Chapter 242 The late emperor and the new emperor were outside the palace, Zhao Cuo and the queen...(2/2)

How could he not know that with Chen Yourong's temperament it was almost impossible to accept such a thing.

Even though she and Prince Ning have severed all ties, the name of husband and wife is still there, and her current relationship with the young master is still not allowed by etiquette and law.

"My lord..." Queen Chen took the initiative to raise her hand and gently put it around his waist, "I am my only support."

The new king outside the palace felt a sweetness in his throat when he saw this scene.

He had previously thought that the princess was forced to comfort him.

Now Empress Chen's initiative made him heartbroken.

"Is Yan'er so dead-set on this thief?"

The old emperor, who was hiding in the dark, also felt bitter in his heart.

What he saw was not the Zhao thief's clever robbery.

Is this really mutual love?

"I will do even more extreme things to the Queen."

Zhao Cuo hugged her soft body tightly.

"It doesn't matter."

Queen Chen's gentle voice carries a maternal tolerance.

"After today, the Queen can live a more unrestrained life. No one can threaten me in Xiang Jing."

He didn't want the lady in his arms to spend this life with the mentality of a caged bird.

"It's fine now."

Chen Yourong said in a soft tone.

"I am already satisfied, how can I indulge myself? People cannot live too unrestrainedly."

"What I mean is that the queen doesn't have to worry about etiquette and dogma and can do as she pleases."

Zhao Cuo lowered his hand and felt that she was just as cocked as Yan'er.

"I don't quite understand."

She relaxed and accepted Zhao Cuo's teasing.

"For example, it's not enough for the queen to rely on me alone, she can also have others, three, four, and five..."

Young Master Zhao's serious words were interrupted by Queen Chen who raised her face.

"Sir, you also want to give your concubine to another man?"

Her beautiful eyes gradually lost their sparkle.

"How could I mean this?"

Zhao Cuo quickly put her little head in his arms and comforted her.

"Everyone in the world talks about raising children to protect themselves from old age. We will all grow old one day and we will always need children."

Empress Chen tried her best to raise her face again.

There were stars twinkling in her charming eyes.

An indescribable look appeared on her face.

"Can I really give birth to children for adults?"

Her eyes looked at Zhao Cuo with surprise and suspicion.

"As long as the Queen is willing, there is nothing wrong with it. But you are only allowed to have one child."

Zhao Cuo leaned against her ear and whispered.

"You are not a practitioner, so giving birth would be too harmful to your body."

"Sir... I will wait for what you said today to come true."

Queen Chen's complexion gradually returned to softness. She raised her hand and caressed Zhao Cuo's face, with graceful tenderness in her beautiful eyes.

The new emperor's eyes outside the palace have turned black. It's so cruel! Why is life like this?

His head wife is extremely looking forward to carrying on the family line for another man?

"If Yan'er is pregnant with Zhao Thief's child..."

On the other side, Emperor Anhe's face glowed red.

"The auspicious time has come!"

Suddenly there was a noise outside the hall.

At this moment, Xinjun finally couldn't help but push open the door of the side hall.

He forced himself to calmly look at the two people in the room. The three eyes met and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

"Commander Zhao, it's time to hold the emperor's ceremony. Please protect me."

Prince Ning, who did not accept the imperial title in his heart, forcibly called himself "I".

"It's natural."

Zhao Cuo nodded in a good mood.

His hand on Queen Chen's waist did not move away.

He, who did not admit that he had the legacy of Wei Wu, felt a little happy at this moment.

"My lord, let me go first."

Princess Ning did not struggle but spoke in a soft tone.

Under this situation, her face was calm and she just avoided her husband's sight, no longer feeling shy.

As early as when Prince Ning gave himself to Zhao Cuo and used her life to let Princess Anle refine the Seven Emotions Gu, everything between them had been wiped out.

"I will come to the palace to see you again after this matter is over."

Zhao Cuo let go of Chen Yourong, who was wearing the noble queen's crown.

"Come here! Your Majesty and the Queen will be dressed and dressed. The ceremony of the Emperor and the Queen will begin immediately."

The young prince shouted an order to the outside of the palace, and several palace maids immediately walked in. At the signal from his eyes, the new king was invited to the side.

"I am responsible for everything."

After leaving these words to Queen Chen, he walked out of Zhengyi Hall.

Nearly two thousand officials from the capital were already standing outside the huge ancestral hall.

The majestic and towering Chengqian Altar is waiting for the new emperor to ascend and offer sacrifices to heaven.

"Commander Zhao, everything is fine inside and outside the ancestral hall, and I will continue to keep an eye on you."

"I will ask the Queen Mother for you tomorrow."

"Thank you for your cultivation!"

After Zhao Cuo handed over the information to Adjutant Lu, he continued to watch the enthronement ceremony with his hands folded in front of him, and the sacred music was already ringing in his ears.

The palace musicians played solemnly, and with the high tunes, the new emperor walked out wearing a golden dragon crown.

The majesty of the imperial power was unreservedly displayed at this moment...

"Commander Zhao! I received an emergency military report from my humble position, and the soldiers of the Shenwu Camp outside Beijing mutinied!"

Adjutant Lu, who had just turned to leave, flew over with a bloodless expression.

"What did you say!"

Zhao Cuo stared at him with a changed expression.
Chapter completed!
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