Rebirth of the Proud Daughter of a Noble Family Who Can Read Minds

Chapter 212 Imperial Mausoleum
Succession ceremony.

Her Royal Highness Nanzhao Empress has appeared!
Also recaptured Nanzhao's country.

When the people of Nanzhao learned about this, they rushed to tell each other, and they were overjoyed.

They can finally end the puppet process of more than ten years.

He is no longer a subject threatened by Northern Chu. How can this not make people feel happy?
Yun Fu'an set foot on the highest point of the entire Nanzhao step by step, and was greeted by the courtiers:

"See my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The momentum was majestic, and everyone in the palace knelt down in unison, bowing their heads solemnly and joyfully.

Yunfu'an stood on a high place, looking at the scene in front of him, feeling unreal all over his body.

The high place is so cold, it turns out that because of this willingness, she has to shoulder the responsibility of taking care of the people of a country, and learn how to be an excellent queen.

Along the way, too much blood and human lives have been paved.

"The new emperor ascends the throne, amnesty the world!"

I don't know how many people in the market are waiting for this opportunity, and there is no slightest difference now.

Everyone knows that today is a special day, because Nanzhao is no longer under the control of Northern Chu, and will never live a life lower than the people of Northern Chu.

In this way, all businesses have returned to the appearance of Emperor Yan's era.

Yunfu'an hurriedly changed her clothes and went to the royal tomb, where her relatives with the deepest blood were buried.

The emperor and her husband.

The carriage moved slowly, but someone could still see the peerless appearance of the woman inside through the curtain blown by the wind.

"Look, everyone, this is our new lord!" A businesswoman with sharp eyes saw it immediately, and hurriedly took the flowers she had just collected.

Facing Yunfu'an's position, he bowed: "The grass people have seen my emperor, long live long live long live!"

After saluting, he threw all the flowers he had picked towards the car where Yun Fu was huddled.

Yun Fu'an was also affected by the smell and movement of the flowers, as soon as the curtain was lifted, a delicate peony was sent to her arms from the window.

After she took a closer look, a faint smile appeared for a long time:

"Stop the car."

Duhuo didn't understand what he meant: "Don't come out, it will be bad if you get hurt by flowers."

Thousands of people and thousands of flowers, it hurts even if you hit it!

Yun Fu'an didn't listen to her, and got out of the carriage directly and stood on the pedal of the carriage.

She was wearing a simple and elegant cloud brocade, with only a white chrysanthemum pinned on her head.

The whole person appears to be reclusive and independent, with a peerless elegance.

When all the people saw someone coming out, they all looked over, and with just one glance, they were sure that the person they saw before them was the queen whom the Nanzhao people would serve for life.

It can pull all the people out of the quagmire of inferiority and become their new hope and faith.

"Caomin has seen His Majesty, long live His Majesty, long live, long live."

Everyone knelt down in front of Yunfu'an in unison, and the whole street was crowded with worshipers.

Yun Fuan said softly:

"Nanzhao has people like you, it is Nanzhao's blessing, and it is also my blessing."

"Everyone, please calm down."

Yunfu'an showed a long-lost smile to her people:
"I'm going to Nanzhao Imperial Mausoleum, I wonder if everyone can make way for me?"

Sure enough, everyone stepped aside one after another, leaving a way for Yun Fuan and her carriage.

Yun Fu'an bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and then got into the carriage.

"Drive!" Duhuo was driving the carriage, and the carriage moved slowly.

The cheers of the people came from behind: "Nanzhao!"

"Nanzhao!"

"Nanzhao!"

After a long time, the lingering fragrance of flower arrangement still seems to remain on the tip of Yunfu'an's nose.

The imperial mausoleum has been around for some years, and the people guarding the imperial mausoleum have changed batch after batch. Yun Fuan looked at the road in front of him, and it didn't look overgrown with weeds at all.

It was as if it had been carefully taken care of.

Yun Fu'an's footsteps trembled a little, but he didn't notice any difference when he walked to the end.

The two women guarding the gate were all strong and strong. When they saw Yunfu Anlai, they knelt on one knee and said:

"The servant has seen the new king, long live the new king, long live, long live."

Yun Fu'an waved a few people to get up:

"Did anyone else come to this place while I was away?"

Those women glanced at each other, as if there was something unspeakable, and finally the woman in the lead spoke:

"Seven days ago? Mr. Bai came here. He repaired the whole mausoleum by himself. After that, he offered incense with Emperor Yan and several former emperors, and drank two glasses of wine with the Empress Dowager. and left."

Yun Fu'an was slightly stunned: "What's your name?"

"Slave Changchun." The woman named Changchun also introduced her other sisters to Yun Fu'an, "This is Changxia, this is Changqiu, and this is Changdong."

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, he stayed in this imperial mausoleum year after year.

Yun Fu'an was very pleased and said:

"You have taken good care of the mausoleum, thank you!"

Changchun Road:
"Emperor Yu once left some things for you, can you come here with your slaves now?"

Yun Fu'an was a little surprised, she never thought that her mother, whom she had never met, would leave anything for her.

It seems a little quiet.

When Yunfu'an reacted, he subconsciously wrapped his somewhat messy hair blown by the wind behind his ears:
"Lead the way."

The other three women stayed there, and Changchun took Yunfu'an inside.

Yunfu'an always thought that the mausoleum was a mysterious, solemn and solemn scene, but when he entered it, he found it was like a paradise.

"Nanzhao's imperial mausoleum has formations and organs, but your blood can ignore these directly." Changchun introduced, "Your mother emperor is in a few positions here."

There are many white doors with a special symbol on them.

Different trees are planted in front of each gate.

Changchun looked at the place where Yun Fuan was waiting and watching, and then explained:
"All the trees planted are the favorites of the previous female monarchs. The flowers and fruits that grow every year will come to pay homage to the corresponding female monarchs."

Yun Fu'an nodded, it turned out to be like this.

Changchun brought her to the Begonia flower tree:
"This seems to be the flower that Emperor Yu used to like most, so every year the flowers that fall from this tree are floated by the wind as a memorial."

Changchun seemed very grateful.

Nanzhao did not exist for a long time, and the surviving kings were only five generations, and Nanwu was the sixth generation, and Yunfu'an was the seventh generation.

It's just that this place is really feng shui.

I saw Changchun holding Yunfu'an's hand cautiously:

"Your Majesty, offended."

As he spoke, he took a needle and picked out a drop of blood from Yunfu'an's index finger, and pressed it against the stone gate.

In the blink of an eye, the crabapple flowers on the stone gate were filled with a color.

For some unknown reason, the stone door actually opened.

Yun Fuan's eyes slowly widened.

(End of this chapter)