Chapter 1674 Extra: Ome (14)

Walking out of the Yonghe Palace with hands behind their backs, it was already dark outside, and there were hanging lighting lanterns everywhere in the palace, embellishing the whole palace with brilliant lights.

Walking in the meantime, enjoying the breeze in April, but the feeling of loneliness spreading in my heart can't be dispelled.

Along the road, the passing servants and guards retreated and saluted, and Yan Rongjin walked to the Imperial Garden without knowing it.

A distance away, at this hour, the bustling noise from the distant palaces can still be heard.

There is Concubine Ji who is about to be canonized as the empress.

The granddaughter of the Taifu of the current dynasty, the daughter of the inspector censor, Ji Yu.

The posthumous edict has already announced to the world that Concubine Ji's status is no longer unshakable, and she just waits for the day when she will be seated in the back seat. Therefore, Concubine Ji's bedroom has been bustling with activity in the past few months, and there are countless people who come to curry favor with her.

Withdrawing his gaze from that side, Yan Rongjin sat down on a stone bench anywhere, looking up at the moon with a hazy expression.

As the night grew darker, the dew in the air became heavier, and Yan Rongjin felt the cool dampness on his face, and Yan Rongjin suddenly came back to his senses that he had sat in this place for half the night.

"emperor--"

"emperor--"

There are voices coming from a distance, from far to near, it is very complicated.

Yan Rongjin sighed softly and stood up, "Uncle Peng, I am here."

Uncle Peng sent his bodyguards to mobilize the crowd to find him again.

"Your Majesty, why did you come out alone and didn't say anything to the servant." Uncle Peng hurriedly ran to this direction, panting, the dim yellow light shining on his hair all over his head.

In ten years, he has grown up, and Uncle Peng has also grown old.

"I just feel a little bored, come out for a walk, let's go back." Reassuring Uncle Peng, Yan Rongjin walked back with her hands behind her back.

Uncle Peng stood behind him for a while before he moved to keep up.

"Your majesty, don't you want to become a queen?"

"Stable the harem and win over the court, this is what I must do." The man replied lightly.

Uncle Peng fell silent again, looking at the man's back, not knowing what to say.

The emperor only said that this was what he had to do, but did not answer whether he wanted to or not.

In fact, Uncle Peng knew that the emperor didn't want to, but he was the emperor.

The man in front suddenly stopped, turned his head and smiled at him, "Why is Uncle Peng so troubled? Emperors of all dynasties have been like this, and I am just one of them. I know my own way."

"The slave is worrying too much." Uncle Peng lowered his head and said softly.

The two started walking again, one in front and the other behind, and there was no sound on the way back to Yonghe Palace.

Time quietly slipped through April and May, and came to the beginning of June.

The heat of the emperor's imminent empress still lingered in the public. Croton Hongdou and Qiqi and his party boarded the East Vietnam border. What they heard most from the people along the way was still about the emperor's emerald ceremony.

"The closer to October, the more enthusiastic the people are. It seems that this wave of enthusiasm will not fade until after the Empress Dowager Ceremony." Croton said with great interest, "Emperor Dongyue is such a boring person, I really don't know how to be set up by him." What is the temperament of the woman in the future, and can she bear his meek temper?"

Hongdou smiled and said, "Brother is wrong, Brother Xiaoqi is not gentle, I think he should be called gentle."

"Wen Tun and gentle don't mean the same thing?"

"Not far."

"Where is the difference? Let Qi Qi judge! If you want me to say that you are gentle and gentle, it is an illusion. Tear open the skin and look inside, that little brother Qi Qi is as dark-hearted as anyone in the royal family."

People who can be emperors, especially those who become emperors by themselves at such a young age, will have a gentle temperament? Just kidding.