Sick Prince Rescue Plan

Jun Yuwan's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she lay in his arms and looked up at him, "So does your Highness think so too?"

Xiao Jinshao nodded: "Although Xiaohuangshu played a less glorious role in this turmoil, he has never harmed us, and even now he confessed to us directly... so forget it."

Jun Yuwan stretched out her hand to wrap his neck around him, "Then say so. When the time comes, I will talk to him. I still have a few questions to know."

"Well, I'll go with you when the time comes."

The distance between Xiao Jinshao and her was extremely close. As soon as he lowered his head, the breaths of the two people became entangled. His eyes were deep, and he slowly lowered his head. Jun Yuwan did not hide when he saw it, but went up a little bit. Take the initiative to peck on his lips.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at him crookedly.

Who can handle this?

Immediately, Xiao Jinshao turned over and pressed people underneath.

The violent storm ravaged the delicate flowers wantonly, and Jun Yuwan surrendered after a while, "...Well, it's no more trouble, it seems a little swollen."

Xiao Jinshao lowered his head and glanced, and slowly rubbed his thumb a few times, his voice was low and hoarse: "It's a bit swollen, but it looks good."

He bowed his head and kissed gently, in exchange for Jun Yuwan's soft stare.

...

The ceremony of enthronement came in a blink of an eye, and the efficiency of the Ministry of Etiquette was still okay. After all, the new emperor was enthroned. They still wanted to perform well and prove their abilities. Otherwise, the imperial power might be reshuffled, and they don’t know they are still Not in this good position anymore.

Because it coincided with the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, this time the ceremony of enthronement was particularly lively. When offering sacrifices to the heavens, Xiao Jinshao and Jun Yuwan wore auspicious clothes, clenched their fingers, and stepped onto the platform of prayer.

Zhuyou wore a snow-white robe, and looked at them with a smile.

"What the poor monk said in the past has been confirmed. Now, your Majesty and Queen, are they credible?"

Jun Yuwan nodded, "The National Teacher is great."

This compliment can be described as very careless and perfunctory.

However, Zhuyou didn't care at all, and smiled slightly, "All suffering, Haiyan Heqing."

Xiao Jinshao glanced at him, Zhuyou didn't turn his head, and sat down on the high platform with his knees cross-legged, and began to mumble not knowing what to read.

The two of them didn't care, turning around and facing each other, Xiao Jinshao pulled the bead chain in front of him for Jun Yuwan, his eyes were full of surprises, "Wanwan is beautiful today."

Jun Yuwan curled her lips and smiled, "That is, you can't shame your Majesty."

Xiao Jinshao has become accustomed to this small problem that she commits from time to time, and squeezed her face easily, "Jing nonsense."

Although the people watching the ceremony below did not know what they were talking about, this intimate act was enough.

"The emperor and the empress are so affectionate!"

"That's not it. They are married couples who share hardships, and their feelings are naturally extraordinary."

"If your majesty can treat me this way, I will die without regret!"

"What dream do you want?"

...

No matter what everyone was thinking, after Xiao Jinshao and Jun Yuwan said a few words, they took the incense from the attendant's hand, bowed to heaven and earth three times, and then inserted it into the huge copper furnace.

After someone sang a congratulatory message, Xiao Jinshao and Jun Yuwan stood side by side, turned to face all the ministers and people, and accepted their bows.

"Long live your majesty, long live, long live, thousand years old, thousand years old, thousand years old--"