On the third floor of the Sacred Central Crypt, in the Heaven Ascension Hall, in the sleeping chamber of Empress Wu Zetian!
After changing into her yellow inner robe, the empress looked at the two palace maids unfurling their dragon robes and was very dissatisfied.
She took the casual dragon robe that she usually wore when meeting ministers and decisively threw it away.
"Bring me formal attire!"
"Quick, I want to wear formal clothes!"
The head palace maid's eyes lit up. This was too polite!
Normally, it was indeed a little against the rules to wear imperial robes when meeting ministers.
However, since the empress insisted on it, he would do as he wished.
Soon, the dragon robe with a black background and a divine dragon coiling around its body was brought over. It was the dragon robe that was only worn during court.
Wu Zetian frowned as her eyes flashed with a fierce light.
"Zhen, I have to wear formal attire!”
"Comb your hair into a bun and wear a twelve gold crown!”
"Hurry up!"
The last word was said so heavily and urgently.
Everyone was stunned.
This outfit was indeed domineering and beautiful, showing the might of the emperor of the Heavenly Dynasty.
However, it was very troublesome to put it on, and it was inconvenient to move. It required the assistance of eight people to move slowly.
Not to mention the trouble, the key was that she had only worn this set six times since she ascended the throne.
One coronation, one worship to the heavens and one blessing!
Four more times would be the time for Ye Qing to go to the Western Regions, return triumphantly, and receive the triumphant army at the end gate.
Now, Ye Qing was here to meet the Saint.
Wasn't it a little too polite to wear this formal suit to receive him?
After the head palace maid regained her senses, she immediately bowed and said,"But, Your Majesty!"
In the next moment, she saw the empress's gaze.
Decisive and resolute!
The look in her eyes told her that if she hadn't served the empress for ten years, she would probably have died.
It was at this moment that she finally reacted.
This was not only the empress's courtesy to an old general, but also an affirmation of his past achievements.
It also contained her personal feelings!
He seemed to have heard that there was a story between General Ye and the empress.
It seemed that he had saved her life!
"Quick, go get the formal attire!"
"Your Majesty, please sit on the dressing table!"
Immediately after, the four palace maids surrounded the empress and began to move swiftly.
It was as if their potential had been stimulated. Their dressing speed was very fast, but they did not lose their standard at all.
Soon, her hair was done!
She also put on the twelve-gilded crown, which was of a higher standard than the nine-gilded crown used in court.
A moment later, she stood up.
In the mirror was a beautiful, domineering empress with a perfect figure.
The custom-made imperial robe accentuated her perfect figure.
This dragon robe was no longer black, but golden.
Finally, a special cloak was draped over her body.
The shoulders of this cloak were raised high, and two lifelike dragon heads faced each other.
This cloak was 30 feet long, which was 9.99 meters long!
If there was no one holding the cloak behind him, he would definitely fall!
Creak!
The moment the bedroom door opened, the eyes of Wang Xiaojie and Han Sizhong, who were waiting outside, immediately lit up.
The person who appeared in front of them was a Supreme Empress.
Looking at the Empress dressed in this outfit, Wang Xiaojie and Han Sizhong instantly burst into tears.
The two third-grade generals cried!
This was because the empress had only worn this extremely troublesome ceremonial dragon robe six times, even though it was beautiful and domineering.
Four of them were because of their teacher.
The scene of his teacher returning triumphantly four times instantly appeared in his mind.
They knew that the empress was definitely their teacher.
She was meeting an old man who was terminally ill and could no longer be of use to her, but she was wearing this dragon robe for the seventh time.
It was enough to show that the empress didn't neglect Ye Qing just because he was useless.
Instead, she was using this method to confirm his identity.
It was definitely an old man who was about to die in glory!
The two of them excitedly kowtowed to the empress and said in unison,"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The empress ignored them as if they didn't exist.
It was because she wanted to see Ye Qing as soon as possible. She wanted to see this old general whom she had only seen for less than three months since she ascended the throne ten years ago.
She wanted to see this old general who had the highest official position but was like a rare guest in court.
Just as she walked to the edge of the corridor, a pair of fair hands held onto the railing and looked out.
She could clearly hear the loud and clear sound of a carriage.
"General of the Flying Cavalry, Ye Qing has arrived!!”
Below the high and mighty Sacred Central Crypt was the ninety-nine steps that were as difficult as ascending to the heavens for Ye Qing.
The sixteen generals who were qualified to attend the court slowly put down the sixteen carriages.
The corners of the empress's mouth trembled slightly.
Her heart was extremely complicated.
What she saw was the ruthlessness of time, the ruthlessness of the King of Hell.
In the past, he could lift a spear and leap on a horse. He could pierce through a tree with a hundred steps. He held a pair of hammers that protected the country and could defeat all the invincible generals.
At this moment, he needed someone to carry him over.
It was difficult for him to turn over. He needed two people to help him get off the sedan chair.
Looking at Ye Qing like this, she finally blinked and her vision blurred.
She wasn't sick. Her tears were blurring her vision.
She also had an illusion and saw the old general's appearance back then.
Time went back to thirteen years ago, the twentieth year of Zhenguan!
In the Royal Horse Farm of Chang 'an City!
Wu Mei Niang, who had just entered the palace, was summoned by Li Shimin, who was on a whim in the stables.
Wuuuu!
She used the excuse of urinating to hide by the side of the stable and cry.
It was because she really did not want to be possessed by an old emperor who was about to die, but she had no choice.
"The champion general (Rank-3), Ye Qing, has arrived!”
At this moment, she suddenly raised her head.
She saw the 47-year-old third-grade champion general, the military god of the Zhenguan Dynasty.
Although Ye Qing was already 47 years old at that time, he only had some white hair and looked to be in his thirties.
Because he was handsome to begin with, the forty-seven-year-old him did not look old, but masculine.
It was also called maturity!
Because she had heard of Ye Qing's great name since childhood, she had admired Ye Qing before entering the palace.
Therefore, she unconsciously forgot about her sadness and stood up.
"How dare you!"
"Who are you?"
"How dare you come to the royal stables? Do you know that His Majesty's horse is here?”
"If you scare the horse, your head will fall to the ground!"
Wu Meiniang immediately panicked after being scolded by Ye Qing.
Then, her eyes lit up.
"General Ye, aren't you here too?”
"Aren't you afraid of spoiling His Majesty's horse?”
Ye Qing smiled. This was the first time a teenage girl had dared to speak to him like this.
He felt that it was very interesting.
"Besides the emperor's horse, there's also one of my horses here," Ye Qing said with a smile.”
"Your eyes are very red. Have you been crying?”
"I, I…"
Wuuuu!
In the next moment, Ye Qing was stunned.
This girl was actually courting death by running to the Emperor's horse.
"Are you crazy?"
Wu Meiniang turned around and pouted."Being possessed by an old emperor is better off dead.”
Sigh!
Ye Qing sighed. He understood!
He had seen this kind of thing many times.
Not every woman was willing to sacrifice her good years for glory and wealth and make do with an old emperor.
This kind of woman was worthy of admiration.
Li Shi Min was the same. He didn't have much fighting power, but he was still choosing a concubine.
"I can help you," he whispered.”
"If you do as I say, you can make His Majesty dislike you and still live.”
"However, you will endure eternal loneliness.”
"Are you willing?"
The 13-year-old Wu Meiniang immediately changed her expression and smiled happily.
"Thank you, Great General. I'm willing!"
(Sorry, I had something to do yesterday and came late. Add more, add more!)）
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