Just at this moment, there was thunder in the gloomy sky, and raindrops as big as soybeans fell. The servant quickly held up a big umbrella to block the wind and rain. The courtiers kneeling below were not treated so well, and each one was doused by the sudden heavy rain.

He was as miserable as a drowned rat.

Ye Yunting's chariot was caught in a heavy rain halfway.

But Zhou Ji seemed to have been prepared. The group put on their raincoats, held up their umbrellas, and continued on their way.

As he approached the altar, he happened to meet the eunuch who was carrying the imperial edict. He looked at each other and handed Zhou Ji the edict, and then he merged into the escorting team.

Zhou Ji ordered someone to bring out a very finely carved lamp, knocked the ‌chen on it, and said: "Slow down, don't be in a hurry."

After saying that, he walked to Ye Yunting, handed the imperial edict to Ye Yunting, and said with a smile: "This is sent by His Majesty's order."

According to the rules, the person who received the decree should have knelt down to receive the title, but Zhou Ji followed the instructions and, in an unusual move, put the sealing decree into Ye Yunting's hand.

Ye Yunting unfolded the imperial edict, looked at the wild handwriting on it, and then read the content deeply, his breath was stagnant.

After a long time, he rolled up the imperial edict and put it away with great care, but a look of worry appeared on his eyebrows: "Those clan veterans will never agree, he doesn't have to do this for me."

He didn't need Li Fengqi to use such a reward to prove his contempt for him.

He had always known that Li Fengqi had never planned to imprison him in the back house. After registration, he might give him a title or let him serve as an official in the court, but he never thought that Li Fengqi would deviate from the orthodoxy.

, actually gave him the same honor as the emperor.

Why is this so?

What he does will only make the courtiers who already have their own thoughts more dissatisfied. When word gets out, it will also hinder his reputation.

Zhou Ji followed him, and when he listened to his words, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows. Only after following this person these days did he truly see what true love is.

He shook his head and said softly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Your Majesty has made arrangements."

After saying that, he glanced at Luo Ke and ordered the escort team to enter the altar directly. Then he personally led Ye Yunting, who was wearing a silver-white crown, through the steps and onto the altar.

At the same time, the small carving sand finally leaked out. This seemed to be a signal. The sky that was still stormy just now suddenly stopped raining, and the thick dark clouds dispersed.
Chapter completed!