C353 Founding Ceremony (2/2)
”Looks like she was extremely powerful before her physical body was destroyed. However, if she is only left with her Yuan Spirit, hehe.”
The other person also laughed sinisterly, then paused for a moment and said, ”But that woman seems to be related to the imperial palace. I saw her together with the imperial princess, Qiao Feiyan.”
”That would be a little difficult.”
”Don't worry!” I guess she's not a member of the royal family. You can go back and report this to the Patriarch. I'll stay in the imperial capital and continue to monitor and wait. ”
”Mm, you have to figure out her background.”
”Leave it to me!”
The two of them said a few simple words before walking in opposite directions. Soon, they disappeared into the hazy night. The place was empty, as if it had never happened.
In a dark corner of the imperial city which was shrouded in the darkness of the Yue Lan Empire, a dark hand was secretly popping out.
In the next few days, Han Chen spent as much time as he could to accompany Qiao Feiyan. The two of them had a tacit understanding of what was going to happen in the next month or so, and happily passed the time together.
This morning, Han Chen suddenly realised that the royal family had decorated the area with lanterns and decorations. Red lanterns were hung up high, and red ribbons were laid out on the pavilions along the corridors. It was a peaceful and joyous atmosphere.
”What's wrong? Is there any happy occasion in the palace? ” In the imperial flower garden, Han Chen looked at Qiao Feiyan with a puzzled expression.
Not far away, Blacky was lazily lying on a bench in the sun. Yan Wu was not here. In the past few days, she often stayed in her room and rarely went out. As for what she was busy with, Han Chen did not know.
Qiao Feiyan's watery eyes moved, her red lips slightly pursed, and her white teeth slightly revealed. ”Today is the century-old celebration of the founding of our Yue Lan Empire! Celebrating once every ten years, you just happen to catch up this time. ”
”Oh? ”The celebration of the founding of our nation.” Han Chen was slightly surprised.
”Mm, whenever this happens, Father will invite the civil and military ministers to dine in the capital. I'll tell you! This time, you and Yan Wu will also be invited. ”
Han Chen was even more surprised, and immediately understood, and laughed helplessly: ”It must be your arrangements again!”
Qiao Feiyan didn't deny it, ”My royal father had wanted to see you a long time ago! This is a good opportunity for us to meet. ”
These words sounded a little like a son-in-law wanting to see his father-in-law, but his father-in-law was the ruler of a country. A trace of anticipation emerged within Han Chen's heart.
Around noon, the century-old celebration of the Yue Lan Empire's founding began.
In the spacious and imposing throne room, all the civil and military ministers had a solemn expression on their faces. In the square outside the main hall, rows of soldiers in silver, black, and gold armor were performing an orderly walk in formation.
”The emperor has arrived!”
Everyone's expression became respectful once again, following that, Qiao Hongyu who was dressed in the dragon robe walked out of the throne room. All the officials in the hall bowed as their voices echoed in the hall.
”Our Emperor has dominated the land for all eternity!”
As he bowed, Han Chen, who was standing beside Qiao Feiyan, quietly sized him up. Yan Wu did not come here, although the two of them had called for her before. However, Yan Wu did not really like this kind of situation, so he rejected the invitation.
Han Chen did not bring Little Black along either. After all, today's event was more formal. It would be weird to put a small pet on the table.
Qiao Hongyu walked to the front of the Dragon Throne in the center, opened his arms wide, and revealed a domineering king's aura between his brows. My dear officials, there is no need to be so courteous.
”Thank you, your majesty.”
The group of officials all sat down according to the seats that had been prepared beforehand. Han Chen's seat was not far away from the throne room, and it was right next to Qiao Feiyan.
The gathered ministers were more or less dissatisfied with Han Chen's arrival. However, because of Qiao Feiyan, they could only keep their dissatisfaction to the bottom of their hearts.
Xi Shaocheng, who was sitting opposite to the two of them, showed his dissatisfaction on his face, and stared at Han Chen with extremely cold eyes. Especially seeing how close he was with Qiao Feiyan, his jealousy burned even hotter, and he couldn't help but get angry.
One after another, pretty and beautiful palace maids brought out fine wine and fresh fruits to everyone, placing them on a short table.
Qiao Hongyu was also secretly observing Han Chen, but saw that under such circumstances, Han Chen was still able to remain calm and steady. Qiao Hongyu's face could not help but reveal an additional tinge of satisfaction.
After waiting for everyone to drink a full cup of good wine, Qiao Hongyu held up the gold cup, his imposing voice resonating outwards.
”The burden of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains is harder than starting a business. A hundred years after the establishment of the Yue Lan Empire, our first goblet of wine today is to toast to Old General Xi Long. ”
Everyone's gaze turned towards Xi Long, who was sitting in the first row and dressed like a military general. Xi Long was already very old, and most of his hair had already turned white. Hearing that Qiao Hongyu's first toast was to himself, Xi Long's body could not help but tremble, as he raised his wine cup with excitement: ”Your Majesty, this old subject is afraid.”
”Old General Xi Long once followed the late emperor and fought on the battlefield. Almost the entire life was dedicated to the Empire. You fully deserve this first goblet of wine. ”
Xi Shaocheng's face was full of pride, at the same time, he glanced at Han Chen from the corner of his eyes, and a look of disdain flashed past his eyes.