The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Long live Lord!"

As the chief **** shouted, the emperor's ceremonial march slowly, a number of officials and guards knelt and greeted each other, a beautiful bud standing in front of a group of dead wives, looking at a dragon robe and Mai Zhong Mingwei, who was moving forward with steady steps, couldn't help but hold her lips and smiled. While she knelt down with a group of destiny women, she couldn't help but secretly aimed at the man who was getting closer and closer to her. With the hem of his dragon robe shining in the morning light, she was also looking at the Ruyi Moire Yellow Chaos Boots. She knew that the boots and the men's feet in the boots were embroidered with small bats and bamboo newspapers. Ping An's socks, she couldn't help but smiled deeper, from Ninggu Pagoda to Jingshi, from the poor and destitute people to the big Zhou Tianzi who is now in the ninth five-year plan, this man's most viewed identity has never been a god, but Her husband, she knew, always knew.

Suddenly, the pair of Ruyi Moire Huang Chao boots stopped in front of her. She looked at the pair of boots with surprise, and the pair of big hands that followed and reached in front of her. She raised her head in amazement, and the man smiled. 'S face is close at hand: "Get up."

Mei Ya looked at the man in surprise, and was busy looking around again and again. Sure enough, she looked at the crowd and looked over here. She suddenly turned white, and was too busy to whisper to the man: " What are you doing? What is this day? Do n’t mess up! "

But Zhong Mingwei didn't seem to hear it, took her hand straight, pulled her up, and then took her under the attention of everyone, and walked up the steps together.

"What the **** are you doing?" Mei Ya panicked, Rao was calm in her face, but her calves were turning, looking at Zhong Zhiling, who was standing on the stage and watching them with a smile, she was uneasy and suspicious in her heart, " Did you and Dad negotiate early in the morning to count me? "

"Why is it a calculation?" Zhong Mingwei smiled slightly, looking sideways at the little girl, "Girl, this is my big day, of course you have to stand by my side."

"What are you ..." Meiya asked with a frown, only widening her eyes after half of the words, and then was too busy to calm herself down, but when she exited, her voice was trembling. "What about your dragon crown? Why ... why didn't you wear the dragon crown? God, what ... what should I do? Wouldn't the dragon crown be lost? Why didn't I find out before?"

Zhong Mingwei listened to her almost crying voice, and wanted to laugh a little. While gently squeezing her hand, she ran her chin toward the front: "Girl, look there."

Meiya looked forward obediently, looking at the Pingxi King standing behind Kong Wenmin holding the tray, and the household minister who is more than seventy years old, Wei Ran, one with the jade seal on the top, and one with the top Posing a dragon crown.

Mei Ya suddenly understood: "Zhong Mingwei, you ..."

She couldn't talk anymore. The smile on Zhong Mingwei's face had already explained everything. Her heart was suddenly warm. All the restlessness and panic were swept away. She squeezed the man's hand hard.

...

Before the two empresses walked side by side to the main hall, Zhong Mingzheng sat on the dragon chair, and Meiya stood next to the king of Pingxi. The bureaucrat Hu Chengmin, who was more than 70 years old, and Kong Wenmin, the new royal army commander, left and right Holding the tray, he kneeled respectfully in front of Zhong Mingwei.

When the time came, the chief **** read the enthronment edict: "Emperor Mingwei, dare to use Xuanmu, telling the emperor of the emperor: the gift of the heavens, the blessing of the gods, but the great inheritance of our great Zhou. Initiating a great cause, today I am inheriting the cause of the ages, and I am very frightened. I should practice hard work and burn the ointment to follow the sundial. For Jiasheng, the new year will be changed next year, and the nation will celebrate for three days to forgive the world. Thank you! "

At the moment, Wang Xing of Pingxi reached Zhong Mingwei and took his hand from the tray of Lao Shangshu to take it to Zhong Mingwei. While patting Zhong Mingwei's shoulder with a smile, he kneeled on the side respectfully and respectfully.