Legend Of Fuyao 236 Untitled

After a while, the palanquin stopped in front of the screen wall, and everyone waited for Meng Fuyao to board the phoenix carriage. When Meng Fuyao alighted from the palanquin, she realized that the eunuchs and attendants stood in silence, and not one person even coughed. Though the drums rang loud and clear, the atmosphere was much more solemn than joyous, and she could not help but grin. She suddenly felt playful and placed her hands behind her back, towards the direction of "Chun Mei", who was sitting in the palanquin. After making a scissor-like shape with her index and middle fingers, she shook her hand.

It was the victory gesture unique to her.

Immediately, Little Seven straightened his back.

He recognized this gesture!

That day, during the battle at the gates of Pandu, he was right beside His Majesty. The teenager who looked down from the city gates had plotted to kill Xie Yu. After his success, he similarly made such a strange gesture to His Majesty!

It was her!

Little Steven stood in stunned silence and grabbed tightly onto the pots of flowers in his hands. 'She… how could she become Xuanyuan's Empress?'

'She became Xuanyuan's Empress, but what about His Majesty?'

He watched as she received the Ruyi and apple unwillingly from the Imperial Matron of Honor, and stepped onto the phoenix carriage. When the curtains were drawn, her eyes darted around as playfully as a koi in clear water. At that moment, Little Seven no longer had any doubt. It was indeed her!

Then, there was the sound of drums, and the phoenix carriage left grandly as everyone knelt on the sides of the street to send the Empress off.

Little Seven resolutely placed his pots to one side and walked forward in large strides.

Behind him, his companions seemed to be shouting at him in shock, but all of these did not register in his mind. He could only think about his next goal.

He needed to find Eunuch Zhao. He had to enter the palace!

Meanwhile, as the phoenix carriage departed from the Regent King's residence, the Emperor of Dahan and his entourage was simultaneously being welcomed by the Ministry of Rites.

Even though the officials of Xuanyuan were secretly curious about why the new Emperor of Dahan would spare time to observe the wedding ceremony, they kept these thoughts to themselves and warmly welcomed the entourage.

Zhan Beiye halted his horse outside the city gates, and his ebony-colored eyes reflected the brilliant palace situated at the city center. A wave of emotions flashed by in his eyes, as though they were signaling an impending storm.

"Meng! Fu! Yao!"

…

On the 12th winter of Xuanyuan's Zhaoning era, the residents of Xuanyuan finally witnessed the crowning of their new Empress.

"… The n.o.ble Empress stands with me. To inherit the will of ancestors and mother, the land under Heaven is no easy feat! Only the maiden of the Yunwen clan, whose virtues are second to none, is deserving of this t.i.tle. Today, I hereby present the Gold Decree and Phoenix Seal, and crown her as Empress, the head of the Imperial Harem."

To the residents of Xuanyuan, the new Empress was the "solemn and virtuous, warm and respectful, gentle and bright, and calm and beautiful" nation's mother as stated in the decree. To the royals of Xuanyuan, however, the new Empress was their unknown and eternal calamity.

Of course, currently, the court of Xuanyuan was still in an ignorant state and carried on with the wedding processions in an atmosphere of joy.

Ceremonial arrangements for the Empress had already been set up in the main palace way before the procession. Outside the main palace, the instruments were neatly arranged at the sides, and once the phoenix carriage arrived, the instruments would be played. Officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Grand Herald had also set up a table in the center of the main palace facing south, a decree table facing west, a jade table facing east, a dragon-decorated pavilion in the inner room, and the wors.h.i.+pping spot for the Empress in front of the incense table. The Gold Decree, Gold Seal, and other doc.u.ments were placed inside the pavilions, and they would be presented to the Empress by the Grand Scholar and the Minister.

Meanwhile, Meng Fuyao's carriage had yet to reach the door of the main palace. She held the Ruyi, and after the long parade amongst the streets of Xuanyuan, she was already very dizzy and sleepy. The apple in her hand smelled very enticing, and Meng Fuyao could not stop swallowing her saliva after being woken up so early and having had a very light breakfast. Then, she heard a swallowing sound that was even louder than hers.

Meng Fuyao sighed. "Rat, you're hungry? Come, let's share this."

Beneath the wide sleeves of her phoenix robe climbed out Lord Yuan Bao, who rubbed his miserable stomach. As he surveyed his half of the apple that was split open by Meng Fuyao, he felt that Meng Fuyao's slice was larger and he immediately raised his paws to request for an exchange.

Enraged, Meng Fuyao scolded, "You still want to exchange after touching and scratching your half? I don't want to be plagued by a rat disease!"

Dejected, the guinea pig sat on Meng Fuyao's lap and munched on his apple. Both of them chomped happily on their food, totally oblivious to the fact that this apple was the royal and n.o.ble apple, which was meant to bring harmony and wealth.

In a moment, the guinea pig had already eaten the apple down to its core, and he climbed up the window reluctantly, ready to throw the core away. He was leaning on the window frame and looking around, but suddenly, he started squeaking loudly.

Meng Fuayo jumped in shock and grabbed his tail, and she hissed in a low voice. "You're asking for trouble! Rat! What are you shouting for! What if you get noticed! You better come down this instant!"

The guinea pig swatted her hand away, and instead, he tugged on the ruby-studded ta.s.sel of her long earring. Meng Fuyao cried in pain as she was pulled to the side of the window.

Without even having the time to clutch on her ear lobe, the guinea pig had already drawn the golden curtains apart in an instant.

In a state of confusion, Meng Fuyao leaned towards the window. "What? What?"

Feeling resentful at how slow she was, the guinea pig gave her a slap, jumped and squeaked as it pointed towards a corner.

There was a black and long line, which didn't seem like a line under close scrutiny. It was instead a crowd of black-clothed warriors who rode on handsome horses. Even from Meng Fuyao's position, she could feel the magnificent presence of the warriors, who had an aggressive and dauntless vibe that ordinary people would not possess.

On their waists, a dark red belt could vaguely be seen. Against their black clothes, the contrast was even more distinct.

Meng Fuyao sucked in her breath, but it was stuck at her throat.

The Black Wind Cavalry!

Other than Zhan Beiye, no one could be more familiar with the aura of these people. Worse still, the Black Wind Cavalry only ever appeared when Zhan Beiye was around, so… Empress Zhan had arrived?

'Oh my G.o.d… what a turbulent world…'

In a flash, Meng Fuyao released the curtains, and she stared at the guinea pig in a daze. "Heavens, that aggressive man is here."

The guinea pig looked at her pitifully. 'Meng Fuyao, you are in such good luck. If my master is here, probably no trouble will arise, but it is that fool who is here…. you're done for,' thought Lord Yuan Bao.

Still, in a stunned state, Meng Fuyao sat down and the more she thought about it, the more worried she was. Secretively, she opened the curtains again, but she was in for a shock. The Black Wind Cavalry was right beside her and patrolling in the vicinity behind the security clearance. Right in the center of the cavalry, a man dressed in a black and magnificent robe reined in his horse, turned his head coldly and took a long glance towards the carriage.

Meng Fuyao shot up in an instant, and she felt like crying. "Heavens, why is he staring at the carriage? He can't be so phenomenal to the point that he can recognize me pa.s.s the walls, right?"

Beside her, the guinea pig brushed its mustache. 'The fool is indeed very phenomenal today…'

Even more phenomenal things awaited her…

Just as Meng Fuyao had completed her sentence, the carriage suddenly slanted to one side!

As though it had stumbled on stones, the wheels of the carriage tilted towards the left. The 18 well-trained horses immediately tried to pull and correct the position of the wheel, but one of the horses suddenly let out a long neigh and collapsed. This led to a domino effect, whereby a number of horses subsequently tripped and fell too. The gold strings shook, and the carriage was about to collapse towards the left side!

Caught off guard, Meng Fuyao rolled from one side of the s.p.a.cious carriage to another in a giddy state. However, she did not dare to use her martial arts. In a frenzy, she extended her hand with much difficulty and quickly grabbed the guinea pig, which had been rolling around the carriage.

"Protect the Empress! Protect the Empress!"

The solemn and neat welcoming entourage immediately became a state of chaos. Everyone dashed forward and tried to raise the phoenix carriage, but the carriage was surrounded by eunuchs who were raising giant flags and parasols, and attendants who were carrying incense burners and valuable vases. They could not possibly put away the items in their hands, and they would have no strength to raise the heavy carriage. As such, they blocked the Regent King, who tried to rein his horse and turn back. There was still the heavy ceiling of the carriage, which seemed about to be cras.h.i.+ng to the floor in an instant!

While the eunuchs shouted, a yellow figure shot by. The Regent King no longer tried to squeeze past the chaotic crowd on his horse. Shooting up into the sky like a shooting star, he dashed towards the carriage.

But he was one step too late.

Another black figure flashed by like a radiant flame and appeared at the side of the carriage. s.n.a.t.c.hing over the parasol from a frightened eunuch, he turned it upside down and raised the wooden handle towards the sky.

The collapse of the phoenix carriage was halted in an instant.

It leaned precariously on a thin wooden handle.

The black figure moved at such incredible speed and executed the action with such accuracy that the commoners could not help but exclaim their admiration at the sharp and clean move, even if they did not understand martial arts.

However, the wooden handle could not possibly carry the weight of the phoenix carriage, which was heavily studded with gold and jade. Just as the handle creaked, signifying its impending break, the man extended his hand and carried the weight of the carriage with his bare hands.

Everyone sucked in their breaths and were stunned by that immortal-like strength. But that handsome man gently bent his back.

He leaned forward and stopped in front of the window, blocking the view of others. The slanted window frame had already broken, and the curtains were tugged away by him as well. The n.o.ble woman in the carriage, while dizzy, stared back at him in fear with an unfamiliar face and an unfamiliar pair of eyes.

The corner of Zhan Beiye's lips raised as a sign of confirmation. Without any further words, he extended his hand, and his fingers reached for the woman's skin!

"How dare you!"

The woman screamed indignantly, and the shrill and prideful tone slightly stunned Zhan Beiye, but he did not give up and continue reaching towards her face.

Suddenly, the woman looked down and viciously bit on Zhan Beiye's fingers with her sharp teeth.

The bite was so forceful that there was a deep mark on Zhan Beiye's fingers and blood flowed out of the mark.

"How can an impertinent man like you be so frivolous in front of me!" After spitting out the blood in her mouth, she barked in anger. Her voice was filled with haughtiness, and her att.i.tude was one of disdain. She sounded impatient and vain, making her seem n.o.ble and cold. A ceremonial scepter symbolizing power and good wealth.