Volume 3 ◆ Smoke Locks Palace Heart VS Ascending to the Top with a Clear Conscience ◆ 058 Growing Old Together with You
"Haha, this is the biggest joke I've ever heard. Who would be willing to spend their whole life with an idiot?"
Princess Duan Ming's eyes slanted, rubbing the red and swollen forehead that had been hit, the red mole at the corner of her eye was particularly striking. The sharp and acid voice was inexplicably cold.
The sarcastic gazes of the crowd, like the fine and unending rain threads on a spring day, fell densely upon Emperor Tian Ce. Although there were no words spoken, they clearly conveyed their mocking intentions.
When everyone looked down on him, he didn't feel the usual chill because the small hands in his held warmth to his heart.
Even if the whole world abandons him, there is still one person who bravely holds his hand and stands against the whole world.
"I agree!"
Feng Mei Xue grasped his hand tightly, her soft and gentle voice filled with unwavering determination.
She is willing to protect him for a lifetime, so that he will not be bullied by others. It has nothing to do with love, just a promise and heartache.
Love is a luxury to her, whether in the past or present life, she has never had such feelings. The former her, lonely and desolate, all her life was spent struggling, the heart that was hurt and fragmented by the thousand layers of cold frost gradually faded away the simple trust in the fleeting years.
When the long-awaited kinship shattered into powder in the face of reality, she began to learn how to take steps towards becoming stronger on her own.
When the people she trusts around her betray her, she can still smile calmly. Her warm and soft heart also becomes as hard as iron.
She never thought of finding someone to spend her life with, but if she had Zhan'er by her side in this lifetime, it would be a delightful thing to look forward to!
Hand in hand with you, I'll grow old with you. Unconcerned by wind and flowers, unconcerned by snow and moonlight.
It's just because she likes the feeling of having Ze'er by her side, warm and faint, making her feel extremely calm.
At the moment her voice fell, the entire Cloud Palace was plunged into a deathly silence, with pairs of wide-open mouths that seemed to be able to hold an egg.
The Emperor Tian Ce's handsome face under the mask revealed an unbelievable joyful expression. Every bit of happiness in his heart turned into a thousand piles of snow, piling up into a high white tower. The warmth in his chest spread out, filling every blood vessel and every cell to the brim.
The eye socket suddenly felt warm and moist for some reason.
The most touching words he has ever heard in his life are these four words: I am willing.
A pale complexion also added a few points of blood color. The beautiful lips curled up with a touching smile, shining like the time when the flowers of longing bloomed on Mount Xian, covering the entire mountain with a dazzling array of colors, condensing the most gorgeous colors in the world, unfortunately no one was lucky enough to see such a beautiful smile.
In his year of blooming flowers, quietly falling fragrance, flowing years entwined, dedicating this one life.
From then on, his heart was open only for her; his eyes could only accommodate her figure.
"Good! Good! Good! A perfect match made in heaven! I hereby grant Mei Xue the title of Snow Empress, residing in the Ao Xue Palace. She will enter the palace after coming of age!"
The Empress Dowager's face lit up with a smile as she saw Feng Yu Xue defending her beloved grandson in front of everyone, and her aged complexion also radiated a refreshed glow.
In this deep palace with high walls, no one has ever seen anyone being genuinely good to Zhaoge. At her old age, the remaining days are not many. I just hope that there is someone who can treat him well, so she can be at peace!
Others heard that Feng Yuxue was selected and appointed as Snow Concubine, and even granted a palace, they felt a pang of jealousy. But thinking that the person she married was the foolish emperor, their hearts balanced out a lot.
"Next is the grand ceremony of selecting consorts for all the kings. I'm tired, so I won't join in this excitement!"
The Empress Dowager finished speaking and was supported by the old palace maid as she entered her bedroom, no longer paying attention to the affairs of the other princes.
"Pretty sister, sit with Zhe'er!"
Tian Ce Emperor happily pulled Feng Miao Xue's hand and sat on the dragon throne, stunning a large group of people once again.
"Alright, from now on, Zhan Er will be called by my name, Mei Xue."
Feng Mei Xue sat majestically on the wide dragon chair, exuding an aura of unparalleled dominance, like a noble empress who could not be profaned, causing the kings below to lose their voices.
After all, she is now the Tai Huang Taifei's imperial gift, Snow Concubine, and also the only quasi-empress consort of Tian Ce Emperor. Sitting in this position, no one can comment on her.
That is the position that all kings dream of, a golden giant dragon, sitting on the dragon chair, filled with brilliant overbearing aura. They are meticulous and mutually plotting against each other, just to ascend to the supreme throne.
Mang Chang Ge looked at Tian Ce Emperor and Feng Mei Xue sitting shoulder to shoulder on the dragon throne, looking so harmonious that it involuntarily gave rise to jealousy in his heart. He wanted to tear this eye-piercing scene into shreds.
