Chapter 938 Don't Be Black with Protons 28

Although Bi Lanting was curious, seeing that Azhao obviously didn't want to say anything, she obediently kept her mouth shut.

...

From the time Hua Yong sent the letter, he was in a strange situation.

On the one hand, he felt that he was too impulsive.

Now is not a good time.

The situation in Da Xia was very tense, and he didn't have much time and mind to spend on his personal feelings.

On the other hand, he also knew that at this moment, Zhaoyang must hate himself to the bone.

At this time, a letter of concern from herself may not make her happy.

But even with this thought in his heart, after the letter was sent, he had been harboring a real longing.

Waiting for news from subordinates.

However, he was destined not to wait.

One day, two days, three days.

He summoned his subordinates, and the last news he got was that he couldn't find out the specific situation around the empress.

——In fact, the subordinates didn't dare to say that the empress didn't even look at it, and tore it to pieces.

Hua Yong was a little disappointed.

Let's wait for the dust to settle in Daxia.

When he completely controlled the country, he went to Azhao.

It doesn't matter whether it's a stalker or a face-saving.

He will ask her forgiveness.

As long as there is enough time.

He could always wait for the day when she let go.

Hua Yong thought so in his heart.

time flies.

The old emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, who had been seriously ill for a long time, finally failed to survive.

dead.

Those princes took advantage of this opportunity to toss again and were suppressed by Hua Yong.

Immediately afterwards, he was crowned emperor.

These days are very busy.

He is so busy that his feet don't touch the ground, and he doesn't even sleep for two hours a day.

The decree has been issued.

The first emperor has been buried in the imperial mausoleum.

The enthronement ceremony is scheduled for ten days later.

When things were finally over, Hua Yong also heaved a sigh of relief.

His face was a little pale.

Originally, my body was not particularly good, and this period of time was exhausting, and it was really not easy.

After he had a good sleep, he sat in the imperial study and drew a picture.

The painting is a beauty.

She has both the beauty and charm of a woman and the chicness of a man.

Hua Yong stretched out his hand lightly, and touched the painted face.

His movements were very cautious, as if in front of him was not a painting, but his beloved woman.

"Zhaoyang. After a while, I will go to Suzaku to find you."

"At that time, no matter how you vent your anger or blame me, I will bear it. As long as..."

If only you, please, forgive me.

However, he probably won't have to wait until some time later.

Even Ah Zhao didn't need his apology anymore.

Seven days before the enthronement ceremony.

Hua Yong arranged for Suzaku's subordinates to send the news: Empress Suzaku is about to get married.

"What?" Hua Yong, who was reviewing the memorial, trembled.

Several red dots were drawn with the vermilion pen in his hand.

But Hua Yong didn't care at all.

He stared at the man firmly, and asked word by word: "What did you just say? Who wants to get married?"

The subordinate's back was covered with cold sweat, staring at the pressure and whispering: "It's Empress Suzaku who is about to get married..."

"Impossible!" Hua Yong shouted sharply.

"What false news did you inquire about! Aren't you afraid that I will rule you and deceive you?"

"Your Majesty's lesson." The subordinate knelt down on the ground.

"What a serious matter the Empress's wedding is. The court personally spread the news, and now the people of the entire Suzaku Dynasty know about it!"

Meaning I'm not lying.