C2 It Was like Meeting Each Other in a Dream

"The women of Murong Family, the women of neon dress, the beautiful phoenixes, the noble words, the refined and refined Rou Jia, the early blooming of the pavilion. I have been summoned to the palace to honor the imperial palace, to lead the imperial concubines, to lead the armies of the world, to lead the armies of the outside and the outside, to look after the matriarchs and servants of the world!

Even though he couldn't see them, he could hear the imperial edict that was bestowed upon him. He couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, it seemed like the only words that he could come up with weren't anything fancy. In his previous life, when he acted, he could only make up a few lines.

"Empress, be careful of the threshold!" The Joyous Union Palace had a total of nine entrances. In his previous life, when he was married to the Empress, he was nervous, tripped, and became a topic of conversation in the palace, saying that the new Queen was still young and would not appear on the stage. For this reason, after getting married, she closed her eyes and let Qing Xue and Mann Xue bring her here for another round. After that, she did not stumble again. Now that she thought about it, it was just as he said — really silly! How naive!

When the wedding lady took away the jade ruyi in her hand and replaced it with a heavy treasured vase, Murong Nichang knew that Duanmu Jue was already standing beside her. She didn't know if he was dressed like that or not, but the yellow interlaced wedding robe made him stand tall and straight, looking extremely graceful. She would no longer act like a little girl. After looking at her, her heart trembled, and she even forgot how unwilling she had just been.

"First bow to Heaven and Earth!"

Mu Rong Jun kneeled down and kowtowed, his forehead hitting the ground as he made a 'dong' sound. He swore in his heart, "Murong Nichang swears that with this strike, I will ensure that the Murong Clan will be stable and the imperial court will be established one day!"

"Second bow to the ancestors!"

Another blow on the forehead. "This strike, I, Murong Nichang, swear that I will henceforth rule the world, intimidating all six palaces and not allow anyone to trample on me!"

"Husband and wife pay their respects!"

After being moved, Murong Nichang heavily knocked her forehead against Duanmu Jue and swore a final oath in her heart, "I, Murong Nichang, swear that I will break off all ties with Duanmu Jue and will never live under the same sky!"

"Gift!" To the bridal room! "

He first sat on the bill, then left it, until the Empress said gently, "Please use your honorific title to stir up the bridal veil. From now on, it is as you wish!" There were people peeking at the bride outside the door, but only the wedding officials were singing their congratulations. The inner hall was so quiet that even the sound of water dripping could be heard. It was likely that all of the wedding ladies inside were waiting to see the new empress!

He had long heard of her — brows flying into her hair, eyes brimming with love, muscles of ice, skin like peach blossoms in the wind, a slim and delicate waist, yet the moment she lifted the hood, Duanmu Jue was still stunned. This was because, compared to what he could imagine, she was even more devastatingly beautiful, and just her oval face alone was enough to make any man impulsively reach out to pinch her chin, but her vermilion lips were pouting at that spot. Murong Yu, you really gave birth to a good daughter! A warm and satisfied expression appeared on Duanmu Jue's face, but he coldly snorted in his heart. 'Is he trying to use beauty to bewitch me?'

But those eyes … When Duanmu Jue looked over, he felt like his body was being pierced by an acupoint. It was like a nightmare. Cold and distant, who had hurt her heart and shattered her dream? How could she be so sad and disheartened, so cold that Duanmu Jue could only feel an inexplicable sense of anger? She was even wronged! If she didn't have to be forced into the palace, Mengyuan wouldn't have died!

"Your majesty, please perform the ritual of fusing with one another!" The wedding lady's words interrupted Duanmu Jue's train of thoughts. Only then did he realize that he had been holding her happiness in his hands the entire time.

She still remembered that previously, because she stuck onto him, she was like a little deer bumping into each other in her heart. But now, Murong Wan generously met Duanmu Jue's gaze, and the charming and gentle exchange of wine seemed to be evenly matched; this was the state that the empress should be in.

She was only 15 years old, her delicate and exquisite body was not even completely familiar yet, just a glance of autumn water was enough to make his heart jump, but Duanmu Jue was still Duanmu Jue. He was already promoted to the position of crown prince when he was a baby, and stepped on step by step in cunning, open and dark, and his ambition had already ascended to the throne of the ruler of the world, would he be armed to the brim because of the gaze of a little girl?

"Gift!" Finally, they had finished the wine. The ceremony was over, and the hostess who presided over it was relieved. She led all Maidservant in the room to kneel and pray.

"Leave!" Go to Eunuch Guan and receive his rewards! " Duanmu Jue sat up straight, making him look like a little girl instead. When the door of the inner hall closed, only the two of them were left. The red candle was as thick as an arm.

"Are you hungry?" Duanmu Jue asked.

Did he want to use a piece of date paste cloud ice cream to coax her? The corner of Murong Nichang's mouth twitched slightly. That thing would never become her favorite pastries again just because he was feeding it to her personally! Sure enough, Duanmu Jue picked up a piece of date cake from the table and fed it to her.

Murong Nichang raised her hand to block him. Duanmu Jue's face changed from the sun, spring, and March to the cold winter. With such a great Emperor's grace, the new Queen would not know how to appreciate such kindness.

"Your Majesty, please calm down first. Your servant has a story to tell!"

"Tell me about it!" Duanmu Jue's sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes were already very dignified. At this moment, the coldness in his eyes made people suffocate.

"When my concubine studied Women's Law , she once admired a person, Yu Yu. She once said, 'Look at ancient paintings. The sages and sages have their famous subjects by their side, and the last three generations of masters still have a daughter. Do you want her to be on the same level as you?'" Therefore, as the noble son of the Emperor and a young son of the Emperor, how could this humble subject dare not to bother you, your highness, and your humble servant not to be your concubine? " Murong Nichang was kneeling on the ground, nodding her head in a decent and generous manner. If there was a historian present, she would probably have had another mother comparable to Fanji and the Venerable Empress.

Duanmu Jue couldn't help but clench his fist. Seems like the first step of his plan was over. She was so obedient and sensible, how could she evoke the enmity of the imperial concubines? How did it arouse public opinion in the previous dynasty?

"You and I, husband and wife, don't be like this. It's just a mouthful of pastries, so I won't feed it!" Duanmu Jue placed the item on the table beside him.

"What does Your Majesty want Ni Chang for?" Duanmu Jue frowned. Apparently, he looked at the person kneeling on the ground with a puzzled expression.

Murong Nichang looked at Duanmu in front of her and explained with a smile, "One is the queen of His Majesty, the mother of thousands of citizens. The other one …" She paused for a moment, then locked her eyes with his, "Sister Dong is His Majesty's wife!"

"Sister Dong!" Duanmu Jue silently recited it. Why did it sound so familiar? He asked in a daze: "What's the difference? Aren't they all the daughter-in-law of the Duanmu family? "

Murong Nichang stood up and poured a cup of hot tea for Duanmu Jue, "It's different! As the empress, I will only do my best to lead the six palaces and serve Your Majesty. As the wife, I will hold you in my arms and tie my heart with you. From now on, Your Majesty will only love Ni Chang and swear to never leave her! Ni Chang was also willing to share in the suffering! "

She lived in the harem, not caring about favors, not forming parties with the harem, staying out of everything, just like how he looked down on all the other ministers in the court, so how could he find fault with such a queen, who would have no reason to be sorry for her, and would need the support of everyone, because she was calm, she did not fight for favors, she did not have a temper.

If he was a wife — he had to abide by his oath to never leave her, and as the emperor, he could not go against his words. Wouldn't that mean that he really had to do everything he could to help her, and even if he were to give her a good favor, if he were to eliminate Murong Clan, the emperor's unlucky words would still spread like wildfire.

What a great Murong Nichang. She had turned her embarrassing situation into a hot potato and threw it to him. Now, the one who was restless had become him! She didn't have the intention to get up. She had been kneeling in front of him the entire time. Was she really forced to choose one? After holding it in for a while, Duanmu Jue said while gritting his teeth, "You are my queen, there's no need to blame!"

Murong Nichang heaved a sigh of relief. He chose the former. For a moment, she was really afraid that Duanmu Jue would choose the latter. If so, how would she get her revenge? She was also dumbfounded. The men of the Duanmu family were the most heartless and unlucky men in the world! Fortunately, Duanmu Jue had another advantage. He was very honest, at least he made a choice instead of using words to coax her.

"Chenqie shall obey Your Majesty's orders!" Murong Nichang stood up, humbly and gently said: "Your Majesty, chenqie will help you change your clothes. Tomorrow morning you still have to go to State Protecting Temple to offer sacrifices to the gods, so rest early!" He undid his belt and the scent of a virgin wafted into his nose. Duanmu Jue subconsciously glanced at the person in front of him and started to unbutton the buttons on his chest without being affected by him at all.

"After taking off his clothes, Duanmu Jue retracted his gaze and walked towards the bed. Just as he laid down, the wedding candle was extinguished, and he sat up immediately. The wedding candles didn't extinguish on the wedding night, regardless of whether it was a small family or royalty, it was the same. What happened to His Majesty? " Murong Nichang had just taken off her hairpin and was about to put down the bed curtain, but she was startled by his action.

"Why did you extinguish the wedding candle? Do you not know why you need to spend the entire night brightening up?" Her red pajamas skin shone under the moonlight, so Duanmu Jue couldn't help but talk to her without looking at her.

"His Majesty can sleep in the light?"

How could she know her own habits so well? Duanmu Jue was slightly surprised. It seemed that he had put a lot of effort into this. "Forget it, go to sleep!"

She remembered that on the wedding night in her previous life, he had angrily said that he couldn't sleep with the light and wanted to extinguish the wedding candle. She had heard from Nanny, who taught her the rules of the palace, that the wedding candle could not be extinguished, and that it was a marriage candle that needed to last until daybreak. She had begged him to lie and say that she was afraid of the dark, so he impatiently walked away, entering the 'Cold Palace' on her wedding night.

Murong Nichang lay back on the bed and closed her eyes. She was too tired from thinking too much. It took her a lot of energy to lie in the same bed as she did. After an unknown period of time, between sleeping and waking up, Murong Nichang felt a pair of eyes staring at her. She opened her eyes all of a sudden, and Duanmu Juezheng raised his head, staring at her with bright and clear eyes!

His eyes were very beautiful, with bright pupils and long eyelashes. Under a pair of thick eyebrows, they could be gentle and dignified, but why was he not sleeping in the middle of the night?

"Queen!" "If I don't get the gift, what about tomorrow's white silk?"

Seeing the white silk in his hand burn, it was unknown when he took it out from under his body. Murong Yi sat up, unsure of why his face was burning. What was she feeling embarrassed about? It wasn't like she hadn't slept in her previous life! In the end, she was still a man. Wasn't she trying to take advantage of her? What was the big deal! If he lost his body, he would be able to preserve his Murong Clan and cause her to shake the imperial harem.

Murong Nichang consciously unbuttoned her shirt. There were only a few pajamas buttons, and not even two of them revealed half of her snow-white skin and red mandarin duck apron. Duanmu Jue didn't know what happened to him, and suddenly grabbed her hands.

Had she hanged herself from the long cut on her snowy neck? Because she wanted to marry him? Duanmu Jue's hands trembled slightly. He suddenly pulled away with force. Murong Nichang staggered backwards and held onto the edge of the bed. "Your Majesty, what happened?" she asked.

"Why seek death? Because of me? have you been wronged? " He gritted his teeth and asked.

"Chenqie doesn't want to enter the palace!" If you can't make it up, tell him honestly.

It was hard to tell how angry he was. All he could feel was the hostility emanating from his body. He wanted nothing more than to pinch himself to death! Murong Nichang was still afraid, but he got off the bed, threw on a set of clothes and left the Joyous Union Palace. Only she was left sitting on the bed, her clothes in disarray, looking a bit disheveled.

In this life, they still couldn't get married on their wedding night, but she was no longer the Sister Dong who scared the cat into crying in the blanket after Duanmu Jue left. Murong was done buttoning up, making the bed and lying down peacefully.