Rebirth of a Lost Nation: Princess, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 214 Canonization Ceremony

A birthday banquet ended with toasts and toasts.

After the banquet, Ning Yunxiao and Jiang Lige were the first to get on the carriage, surrounded by the crowd.

As the carriage started moving, Jiang Lige couldn't help but lean over and ask Ning Yunxiao, "I heard there are a lot of refugees in the capital lately, and the people are saying that there was a blunder in the bandit suppression."

Ning Yunxiao was probably a little drunk and leaned against the carriage looking a little tired.

"That's true. These refugees have no fixed place to stay, and they mingle with beggars, making it difficult to distinguish them. However, judging by the current situation, most of them have no martial arts skills, and they don't seem to be from bandit backgrounds."

"Is that so?" Seeing Ning Yunxiao seeming to be in great pain, Jiang Lige couldn't help but sigh and rubbed his temples. "Your Highness, drink less next time."

The warm and gentle massage on the acupoints relieved Ning Yunxiao's headache very well. He fell down on Jiang Lige's hand and rested his head on her knees.

Ning Yunxiao then opened his eyes, a light flashing in them that was unclear in meaning. "A-Li's technique is very good, so good that I can't wait to drink every day."

"That's nonsense." Jiang Lige glared at Ning Yunxiao, "If Your Highness likes it, I'll give it to you. Why do you need to drink?"

Ning Yunxiao smiled like a child who had succeeded in a prank, "Then it's settled."

"Yes, it's settled."

The headache eased a bit, and Ning Yunxiao finally remembered the important matters. "Until the refugee issue is fully investigated, the situation outside is very chaotic, so Ah Li shouldn't leave the palace. Now that the enthronement ceremony hasn't taken place, there are so many things to do, and it's inevitable that I won't be able to take care of everything."

Jiang Lige laughed when he heard this, "Your Highness, do you think I'm a porcelain doll that can't be blown or touched?"

"No, it's my weakness." Ning Yunxiao opened his eyes and met Jiang Lige's gaze directly. His gaze was filled with a tenderness that Jiang Lige could hardly resist. "Ali, my weakness is known to everyone in the world."

Jiang Lige was stunned for a moment after hearing this, her face flushed. She didn't say anything else, but just nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

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In fact, even without Ning Yunxiao's instructions, Jiang Lige would not be able to leave the palace.

Ever since Ning Yunxiao was named the Crown Prince, Jiang Lige had to throw away the veil that she had embroidered most of after poking her fingers until they were like a sieve. After all, the standards for the Crown Prince and the Prince's marriage were not even close.

Although Jiang Lige did not receive the imperial edict to be named the Crown Princess, she was still the Crown Princess chosen by Emperor Shengwu. In the eyes of Empress Dowager Jiang, the new imperial edict to be appointed was only a matter of time.

In view of Jiang Lige's "outstanding" needlework skills, Empress Dowager Jiang waved her hand and detained Jiang Lige in the palace to embroider the veil again.

This was really bad news for Jiang Lige. After all, the veil ordered by the Crown Princess looked much more difficult to embroider than the original one.

The only good news is that Jiang Lige has the experience of embroidering a veil last time, and now the technique has become more proficient.

Even so, by the time of Ning Yunxiao's enthronement ceremony, Jiang Lige had only embroidered less than 20%.

On the day of the crown prince's enthronement ceremony, it was already deep winter in Sheng Ling.

It was an auspicious day, carefully chosen by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory. The sky was a brilliant blue, a clear day not seen in a long time. The warm sunlight melted the light snow on the branches, reflecting a warm golden light.

The palace maids and guards were dressed in brocade clothes, and all of them had solemn expressions on their faces. There was one person every ten steps. Looking from below the Temple of Heaven, it was a spectacular sight.

On the Temple of Heaven, Ning Yunxiao, dressed in the prince's auspicious clothes and wearing a golden crown, walked firmly towards the altar to the melodious sound of bells, worshiping the gods and offering sacrifices to his ancestors.

After completing a series of complicated sacrificial procedures, he slowly walked to Emperor Shengwu, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and then offered a cup of tea, and then he officially became the offspring of Emperor Shengwu.

On the right side of the Temple of Heaven is where the ladies of the palace and the ladies of honor watch the ceremony.

The viewing platform was some distance away from the Temple of Heaven, and Jiang Lige couldn't hear what was said above, but when he saw Ning Yunxiao's thin lips open slightly and Emperor Shengwu took the tea, his eyes became moist for a moment.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Lige felt a little emotional. After being reborn, many things have changed. He hopes that everything can develop in a good direction.

Ning Yunxiao is like this, and so is Nan Chu.

While Jiang Lige was praying, the ceremony had already reached its final step.

Emperor Shengwu said a few words of encouragement and reminder, then formally handed the imperial seal belonging to Crown Prince Sheng Ling to Ning Yunxiao.

Then, he accepted the worship of all officials.

When the ceremonial officer announced the end of the enthronement ceremony, everyone cheered in unison and the surroundings were bustling with activity.

In such a lively scene, Ning Yunxiao looked straight at Jiang Lige, and then raised his lips slightly.

The two lines of sight collided in mid-air across the crowded Temple of Heaven.

It felt as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him, and he only wanted to share his joys and sorrows with her.

After a brief eye contact, Ning Yunxiao was drowned in the crowd of officials who came to congratulate him. Jiang Lige also withdrew his gaze and started chatting with the ladies who came to talk to him.

As the person Ning Yunxiao arranged to marry, Jiang Lige had a great chance of becoming the next mistress of the Eastern Palace. She was greeted with brilliant smiles and her words were more pleasant than the other's.

"The agate on Princess Zhaohua's hand is of such fine quality that it makes her look even more beautiful than flowers."

"Mrs. Liu, that's not fair. Good things have owners. It's clearly the princess's noble character that makes this bracelet seem so special."

Everyone was flattering her one after another, praising everything from the agate bracelet to the pearl hairpin on her temples. They really put a lot of thought into it.

Thanks to Ning Yunxiao, this is the first time that Jiang Lige has received such treatment in his two lives.

No matter what, Jiang Lige was brought up with royal etiquette. Although he did not like such scenes, he could handle them like a fish in water.

Jiang Lige was surrounded by the crowd, but there was no trace of arrogance on his face. He smiled and continued, "Speaking of agate, Madam Lian's red agate hairpin looks quite unique. To be able to carve the agate accessories so thinly, it shows that the craftsmanship is amazing."

The Mrs. Lian praised by Jiang Lige is the legitimate wife of General Lian and the most powerful military commander in the capital besides General Weiyuan.

During the last crown prince assessment, General Weiyuan had clearly stood against Ning Yunxiao, so Jiang Lige naturally had to win over the Lian family for Ning Yunxiao.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lian covered her lips with her hands and smiled, then reached out to touch the hairpin in her hair. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak, she was suddenly knocked away by an external force.

Fortunately, Jiang Lige acted quickly and helped her up. Although she was fine, the hairpin was shattered in the collision.

At this moment, a woman with a golden hairpin and gorgeous clothes threw herself in front of Jiang Lige, pulling her skirt and crying like rain.

"Princess Zhaohua, please be magnanimous and spare me this time!"