Chapter 21
After everyone in the hall had arrived, the emperor led the empress, concubines, and several princes out from the furthest part of the hall.
Everyone in the hall immediately got up, curtsied or bowed and paid their formal respects.
“Long live his majesty, the emperor.”
“Long live her majesty, the empress.”
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Liu Rushuang raised her gaze.
All she saw was the emperor standing at the center of the hall with a very stern expression on his face.. He looked about forty years old, dressed in a yellow royal robe, sharp brows, majestic eyes, and a short beard.
The empress followed behind him, adorning a golden phoenix crown with rubies and a luxurious robe. She was about thirty years old, had slender brows, a pair of charming eyes, and a majestic air about her.
As for the imperial concubines, they had slender bodies, oval faces, curved eyebrows, and an arrogant air about them which suggested they weren’t easy to get along with.
Qing’Er used other people’s body to conceal herself.
Deep down inside, she feared this rumoured tyrant. After all, she tried to attack this tyrant in the afternoon but didn’t manage to make a move on him before getting frozen.
If this tyrant recognized the Young Miss and herself, then she was afraid the situation would change.
Also the Young Miss looked full of confidence, but still worried deep down inside.
“We welcome the Emperor of Beiming to collect your bride. I lead the chancellors of Nanli in respecting you with a toast,” exclaimed the emperor in a deep voice. After the eunuch poured Ouyang Xiu a full cup, he raised his wine cup.
Han Moze raised his wine cup with a hint of a smile on the corners of his mouth. Then, with a lethargic and resounding voice, he said, “Thank you Emperor of Nanli for your kindness.”
After Han Moze finished his wine, he swept a look at the women in front of him.
“Now, I wonder which princess will I be marrying this time?” He asked in a flat voice.
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