Chapter 16 Wedding Banquet

There was no displeasure on Jing Li's face. The corners of her mouth just evoked a seemingly smile. She slowly stood up from the phoenix seat, stepped down the steps, came to Yin Xiuzhen, and gently helped her up and said, "Please stand up. I'm very uneasy to see you so sad! What the prime minister said is also reasonable. The country can't be without a king for a day, and there can't be a king without a father. In this case, all this should be done according to the meaning of the prime minister. The other countries in the province underestimated the Dajing Dynasty and thought that I had no one in the court.

As soon as Yin Xiuzhen heard that she was overjoyed, she humbly kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, thank you for your considerate heart, thank you for your grace!"

"Don't do this. Mr. Xiang, please get up quickly. I have just ascended the throne. An old minister of the previous dynasty like Mr. Xiang is really the pillar of the country. What can I do badly in the future? I will support you all." Jing Li personally picked her up and whispered politely.

Yin Xiuzhen nodded and smiled. She turned her head and looked at Jing Yun. Her eyes were full of contempt. Jing Yun's hate was itching, but when she saw that there was no voice of opposition in the court, she also swallowed this breath.

In the evening!

The gongs and drums are very lively, and the whole palace is rippled in joy. If it were not for the insiders, no one would have thought that the cold corpses of their predecessors were lying there alone in the Taihe Hall, the main palace.

Jing Li stood in front of the collapse, and her red lips and eyes turned red. Her wedding clothes formed a strong contrast with the white cloth in the bedroom. Even the suona in the front hall seemed to have become far away. Jing Li's heart was more sad for a while. Her soft little hand held tightly, and her body could not stop trembling slightly.

Linglong, who stood behind her, finally couldn't stand it anymore. She gently came forward to comfort him and comforted him, "Your Majesty, don't be too sad. The situation is forcing you to understand everything you do. This is also a way to retreat as progress. When the former emperor is alive, he knows the arrogance of the prime minister. She will definitely understand your grievances."

Jing Li was speechless and still looked at the thin man who collapsed. She recalled the time in just a few days. Although she had not been with the emperor for a long time, she still felt her love for herself. She had been used to being lonely since she was a child, but when she tasted the beauty of love, she was suddenly very reluctant to give up. It is.

She was stunned. I don't know how long it took for her to feel cold on her face and slightly salty at the corners of her mouth. She cried? It's the first time for her to cry for family affection!

"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has arrived, and all the guests in the court are waiting in the front hall. The general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs asked your majesty if the banquet can start now?"

Jing Li's heart trembled, and he slowly turned his head. He looked at the little boy who was bowing there, nodded and answered, "Let's start!"

"Yes!" The child answered and left. Jing Li and Linglong looked at each other and followed with a sigh. The banquet table in the front hall was full of people. Originally, there was a lot of noise, but as soon as Jing Li appeared, the scene immediately became silent, and they lowered their heads one by one.

Jing Li's cold eyes crossed the ministers. At the door of the hall, a luxurious wedding sedan chair had already stopped there. As soon as the chief of the royal interior saw Jing Li coming, he quickly trotted to Jing Li's side and whispered, "Your Majesty, please kick the door of the sedan chair!"

Jing Li squeezed his mouth tightly and came to the sedan chair silently. He kicked it according to etiquette, and then turned away indifferently. Xi Niang stretched out her hand and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair. Yin Zhaoyu's handsome face was particularly charming by the big red robe. He raised his eyes and subconsciously looked for the beautiful shadow. But the absolute background made him feel very frustrated.

"Queen, please!"

Xi Niang opened the curtain of the sedan chair more. Yin Zhaoyu hesitated and stepped out. Jing Li stood in the main hall, frowning and cold eyes crossed the crowd looking at him. She just stood simply, but the cold breath and nobleness emanating from her made the ministers present suddenly silent, which made Yin Zhaoyu's heart flutter. He ploped and knocked on his chest. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't suppress the rapid breathing.

At this time, the suona remembered that no one dared to show a little smile in this wedding under heavy grief. Depressed and dull, it makes people's heart look like ice cubes, and they always feel cold, and with Suona, only Xi Niang is empty and there is no floating voice: "One worship heaven and earth, two worship high hall, husband and wife worship each other!"

After these three sounds were finished, there was a long silence. Xi Niang even forgot to say that she was sent to the bridal chamber. Some of the ministers couldn't help whispering. Jing Li's face darkened, and his eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of frost and said, "The death of the previous emperor, the whole country is sad! I believe that all Aiyou will empathize with me, so today's wedding banquet is frugal. After the banquet, all Aiqing will disperse by themselves! Xi Niang, send the queen back to the palace!"

"This..."

Is this over? The ministers were slightly stunned, but under this suppressed sadness, even if it was not polite, they could only watch Xi Niang help the queen leave, and then watch Jing Li leave with his sleeves!

Both protagonists have left. How should we eat the rest of the wedding banquet? All the ministers turned their eyes and looked at Yin Xiuzhen, the prime minister who had been silent. She had a gloomy face and looked coldly at the direction of Jing Li's disappearance. The fingers holding the glass were faintly white...

In the bridal chamber...

Yin Zhaoyu sat up straight, and his big hand kept rubbing. It was not difficult to see the extreme nervousness in his heart. Jing Li held a wine jug in his hand and poured wine one cup after another. What kind of wedding banquet? What groom? At this moment, Jing Li all left them behind.

The dragon and phoenix wine glass cast in gold in the hand, under the care of the red candle, is more dazzling. Looking around at this antique everything, Jing Li's heart is even more confused and worried!