The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 1255 The Empress Ceremony

Time flies, and it is the 28th of this month in a blink of an eye.

Everyone in the entire palace, including civil and military officials, got up at the fourth watch.

Cheng Youning sat on the bed, unable to recover for a long time.

"Young master, change your clothes quickly, it will be late soon." The one who spoke was Bajiao, holding a face towel soaked in water in her hand. Behind her followed two maids, holding Cheng Youning's clothes in their hands.

Cheng Youning said with a droopy head: "Can't you wake me up at five o'clock? This is too early!"

"Young Master, today is the ceremony to confer the title of Prince Shuiyong. The old lady will blame you if you are late." Bajiao said as he wiped Cheng Youning's face.

Soon he helped Cheng Youning put on her clothes, and then Bajiao picked up a colorful pearl necklace and put it around Cheng Youning's neck. This string of pearls was the best grown in their fields. Cheng Youning would always wear it on important occasions, so the thoughtful Bajiao brought the pearls early.

"Young Master, please sit up straight. I will comb your hair for you."

Cheng Youning said, "Hei Bajiao, please be careful and help me comb my hair to make it look nicer." Cheng Youning had worked hard for a year to grow his hair, and he took good care of it. After all, he had finally said goodbye to baldness.

"Young Master, when has this maid ever combed your hair badly?"

Cheng Youning snorted, "It was ugly the last time! I didn't have enough hair to begin with, and you combed it crookedly. You should be more careful this time. Today is a big day for my little grandfather and Miss Zhong."

"Young Master, don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory hairstyle today."

When everyone got on their respective carriages, only Cheng Youning's coachman was still looking forward to it, because Cheng Youning was still in his yard letting Hei Bajiao comb his hair over and over again.

Everyone had been waiting in the carriage for an incense stick of time, but there was still no sign of Cheng Youning. Shang Xi was anxious. She looked through the window of the carriage toward the front door of her home and complained, "What on earth is Cheng Youning doing? So many people are waiting for him, and he doesn't have any idea!"

Cheng Feng said indifferently: "I am vain. Since I grew my hair more than a foot long, I don't know how to be vain every day."

Just as the two of them were talking for a few words, Cheng Youning came out slowly, with Qiao Rong by his side, looking like a real rich young man.

Looking at Cheng Youning's attire again, Shang Xi couldn't help but mutter, "Look at your son's attire. If you don't know, you'd think he's getting married today."

Cheng Feng glanced through the window, and it was true. The bright clothes made him look like a peacock. Cheng Feng couldn't help but comment: "Our son is dressed more colorfully than you."

"How can I get out of the house if I dress like him!" Shang Xi's eyes were full of disgust. She couldn't understand how a child like Cheng Youning could dress up so well. He wore colorful clothes and looked like a dandy young man. The more she looked at him, the more she disliked him. What was even more strange was that everyone else in the house seemed to be used to it, but Shang Xi was the only one who was not used to it. Whenever she saw him, she couldn't help but make some comments in her heart.

After Cheng Youning got on his own carriage, the Wan family's carriages and horses formed a single line and headed towards the imperial palace.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, but too gray to see the sun. Outside the palace, many carriages were parked, belonging to civil and military officials.

Shang Xi followed Madam Wan to Zhong Siyu's place. At this time, a group of palace maids were surrounding Zhong Siyu. Wan Baiqian was also here to help. She asked the women who came late, "Why did you come so late?"

"It's because my grandson came out late, otherwise he would have come earlier!" Madam Wan took Zhong Siyu's hand and looked at her carefully. She was dignified and generous. The more she looked, the more satisfied she was. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Lian Xing is so lucky to marry a daughter-in-law like Siyu! Siyu, are you nervous?"

Zhong Siyu nodded. She had been looking forward to this day for more than a year or two. But when the day finally came, her heart was still filled with ripples and she could not find peace for a moment.

In order to make Zhong Siyu feel peaceful and calm, Madam Wan gave her some instructions, and Zhong Siyu felt much more relaxed. In fact, at this time, she just lacked the teachings and advice from an elder, and Madam Wan came just in time.

Shang Xi didn't understand. The enthronement ceremony was still a long time away, so why did this person get dressed up so early? Zhong Siyu would probably have to wear such formal attire until the evening, which would make her very tired.

But Shang Xi's eyes were opened. It was the first time she saw what a real phoenix crown and bridal robe looked like. Zhong Siyu stood there in a dignified and majestic manner. Coupled with her beautiful face, Shang Xi couldn't help but exclaimed: "Miss Zhong, you and my uncle are indeed a perfect match made in heaven. You both look impeccable."

The nervous Zhong Siyu suddenly laughed, "With my looks, how can I compare with the emperor?"

Yuhua, who was following Shang Xi, stared at Zhong Siyu's outfit with her mouth wide open. She whispered, "Can I touch it?"

Zhong Siyu said generously: "Touch it! You can touch it!"

After getting permission, Yuhua carefully touched Zhong Siyu's body and said, "Is this the dragon robe that the queen wears?"

Wan Baiqian said: "Yes, there are not many people in the world who can wear this dragon robe. Among us beggars, Miss Zhong is the first one!"

Yuhua praised: "If you want to talk about luck, no one can compare to Miss Zhong. From now on, we will have to call you the queen. You are second only to the emperor and above everyone else. How majestic!"

Why wait? When the auspicious time came, the grand canonization ceremony began under the auspices of the ceremonial officer. On the high palace, Zhong Siyu wore a phoenix crown and a dragon robe suitable for the queen, and accepted the worship from all directions. Everyone chanted, "Long live the queen!"

Who could have thought that the queen of Fengqi Kingdom would be the daughter of a minister of Dalang Kingdom? With her identity, she could not help Wan Lianxing at all in consolidating the imperial power.

However, Wan Lianxing did not disappoint Zhong Siyu's love for him. With a smile on his face, he held the queen's exclusive crown and personally put it on Zhong Siyu's head to crown her. At this moment, everyone knelt on the ground again, shouting loudly, "Long live the queen!"

At this time, Shang Xi understood why everyone wanted to be the queen. Having the power above everyone else was equivalent to mastering the power of life and death. Anyone who could reach this position and hold it firmly must be a very cunning person. In Shang Xi's opinion, Zhong Siyu would definitely be able to hold this position firmly. This person seemed to be calm and not aggressive, but she got everything she wanted, one was the Wan Lianxing that millions of women looked up to, and the other was the supreme power.