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Xiao Ruyue smiled slightly, "I don't feel wronged."

"Empress, please do not make things difficult for this servant, His Majesty ordered …" As Master Xie spoke, he saw that Xiao Ruyue's expression was not friendly and quickly changed her words, "I request Princess Wuyou to follow us into the palace to rest."

Compared to the carriage, the inside of the palace was much stronger. The high bed and soft pillow in the room were exceptionally comfortable as well. Xiao Ruyue took off her complicated attire and had a good bath.

"Ya Nuo, take a few people with you to see if there's anything in the palace that they need help with. The entire palace is busy, only our glazed pavilion is free, it's not suitable. "

Ya Nuo immediately accepted her orders.

In the glazed pavilion, this extremely beautiful consort Ye Haitang crushed the teacup in her hand after her maid Ya Nuo left.

"Situ Min, I don't care what Princess Dongling you are, or the Western Xia Empress, it's fine if you don't block my way. In any case, there wasn't a single good thing in the royal family! Your East Mausoleum doesn't have any good people either. "

"He died. Serves him right."

Not long after, the people gathered before the Taishan temple.

Xiao Ruyue and Yuwen He stood shoulder to shoulder.

Xiao Ruyue had changed into a bright yellow dragon robe and wore a wedding dress. On the wedding dress, there was also an embroidered five-clawed golden dragon, but its main color was vermillion red. It looked extremely joyous, yet at the same time, it looked solemn and divine.

After he finished reading the imperial edict, Yuwen He then personally passed the Queen's Gold Book to Xiao Ruyue. Afterwards, both sides burned incense for the heavens, then for the ancestors, and the Crown Prince of Department of the Civil Service read Xiao Jingyu's prayers for the heavens. The prayers were nothing more than a prayer to heaven, hoping for the Emperor to reconcile the phoenixes and the phoenixes and pray for peace in the Da Xia Empire.

After the ceremony.

The officials paid their respects. "Long live the Emperor, long live the Empress. Long live the Empress, long live the Empress."

Yuwen He took Xiao Ruyue's hand from her grasp and said in a clear voice, "Rise."

Long live the mountain below.

Previously, he would only raise his head to look at the empress, who stood high above him, but this was the first time he stood so close to her. The last time he offered sacrifices to his ancestors was during his wedding with Yuwen Chenglian. In the blink of an eye, he had come to pay his respects.

At this time, Yuwen Chenglian was also kneeling down below, but he was no longer the person who knew him back then.

There was also Xiao Jingyu, who was holding onto the imperial edict respectfully. The little Yu Yu in her memory was a child who loved to laugh. She hadn't seen him in ten years, so she was completely unfamiliar with him.

It had already been a long time, and everything was different.

"Has Zitong recalled the past?" Yuwen He whispered into his ear, pulling Xiao Ruyue's emotions back together.

Caught off guard, she met Yuwen He's gaze. His black pupils seemed to emit light, and when he looked at her, it was as if he wanted to suck her in.

Xiao Ruyue was startled, she then shifted her gaze away and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Who is unaffected by old events, who is unaffected by the past?"