On the Day I Ascended the Throne, I Found Out That I Was the Villain

te in secret and added many people she wanted to the list.

She didn't join many people but when she came back to her senses, she found that the contents of many booklets began to meet her wishes.
The ministers were like cobwebs with intertwined threads.
When she mastered one of them, she also mastered other branches.

And the opportunity she wanted to open the gate of the palace also waited for this winter.

The newly appointed Zongzheng Fu Yuan pointed out that since Her Majesty ascended the throne, she has not entertained the family members of the clan on a large scale.
Previously, the two emperors Wen Hui would hold banquets and light lanterns in the palace during the Shangyuan Festival to connect with the clan.
For various reasons, the clan has been far away for a long time.

Zongzheng is usually held by the elders of the clan, which is the opinion of the clan.
The Queen Mother cannot take power without the support of the clan, so it is hard to look down on the clan's face.

Now it is decided that important ministers and clans will be entertained for this year's festival, and the family members will be invited to the palace for a banquet.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the Shangyuan Festival.

Early in the morning, Qin He told Fu Ping'An that all family members of the clan had already entered the palace.

Fu Ping’An looked at the sky outside the window and saw that the sky was still blue-gray.

“So early?”

Qin He said with a smile: “It's getting late, if you live far away, you should wake up at midnight.”

Fu Ping’An looked at her curiously: “Have you celebrated the Lantern Festival in the palace?”

Qin He said: “It's been a long time, I often thought about it a few years ago.”

Fu Ping’An thought for a while: “But today you are probably very tired.”

Because of the clan's entry into the palace is when people are needed.

Liu Shang's people are also very busy today, so He Fang, who was sent by the Queen Mother to monitor her, is not here today, but this does not mean that Fu Ping’An is free.
After chatting with Qin He for a few words, she put on a heavy dress and went to the Qianqiu Palace to pay respects to the Empress Dowager.

In the past year, Fu Ping’An did this every morning and evening, rain or shine, except when she was sick.

But today, because she had to go to the front court to meet all the officials, she came earlier.
The Queen Mother was dressing up, glanced at her, and said, “The emperor is here today, naturally you can't be lazy.” The

Queen Mother didn't laugh.

Recently, the Empress Dowager has had no good looks towards Fu Ping’An.
This may be because the Empress Dowager has begun to notice the loss of authority, so she is in a bad mood, or it may be that she has begun to doubt her.

The latter is more likely, but the Queen Mother also found that this happened quietly, and she didn't know how to stop it.

The candles in the Qianqiu Palace had been burning all night, and they had already begun to fade away.
The morning breeze blew in, and the flames flickered.
Through the cracks in the window, the Empress Dowager saw the dawning sky.

She finally said: “Let's go, the emperor, don't miss the auspicious time.”

Fu Ping’An saluted and exited the hall.

…

When Luo Qionghua set off from home, it was still dark.

On the morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the sky was cold and the night was long.
There was fine snow floating in the sky, falling erratically like catkins.
As soon as Luo Qionghua opened the window curtain of the carriage, she heard the mother say: Open it, be careful not to catch a cold.”

Luo Qionghua laughed instead when she heard this, and opened the window curtain wider to look out, the wind and snow suddenly poured into the carriage, and her cheeks, neck, and shoulders were icy cold.

Before she came here, she heard that the imperial palace is the most powerful and glorious place in the world, but when she looked around, she only saw the dark city walls and the torches raised high.
The shop is not as good as her door.

In a blink of an eye, the nanny stretched out her hand and pulled down the window curtain, muttering: “My little ancestor, you can take care of yourself, the palace is no better than our courtyard, you are so informal.
If you offend the nobleman, what should I do?”

Luo Qionghua tilted her head: “Who is the nobleman, is it Your Majesty?”

The mother stretched out her finger and gave a “shh”, and said, “Don't dare to talk nonsense.”

Luo Qionghua stopped talking.

Last night, my mother suddenly fell ill, and the whole family was in a hurry, because the next day, during the Lantern Festival, all officials and family members in the capital had to enter the palace to pay their respects.

Of course, most people just need to kneel and worship far outside the palace, but their family is in the Duke’s Mansion, and they are marquises of different surnames conferred by the first emperor.

But now this holy family is disturbing, Luo Qionghua watched the lights in her parents' bedroom stay on all night, not long after, the nurse told her to get dressed, and said that this time, she had to go alone.

“After all, it's the first time Her Majesty has opened the palace gates.
If you don't go, it will be disrespectful to Her Majesty.
We only have one daughter in our family, so it's good if you go.”

Luo Qionghua curled her lips secretly.

Although she is young, she can also observe something.
She finds that everyone's attitude towards Her Majesty is a bit weird.
It is said to be respectful, but it seems to be only superficial.
She has heard her parents talk about Her Majesty in private more than once, saying that Her Majesty likes to talk to herself, her body is weak, and maybe there is something wrong with her mind.

Luo Qionghua felt that this attitude was a bit familiar, and after thinking about it, she suddenly realized that this was like the attitude of the servants toward her.
They called “Miss” and “Slaves will never give up”, but their eyes were contemptuous, which is casual.

It is because she is a child.

Luo Qionghua heard that Her Majesty is only thirteen years old, only one year older than her, so everyone thinks of her as a child.

Thinking about it this way, there is a kind of sympathy connected with fate.

She wants to meet Your Majesty, what kind of person is she? Well, she heard that she is not in good health and think she will be a little thin, but even if Tian Qian was thin when she was a child, she will become stronger after Nayuan Day, and Her Majesty should not be afraid.

“Excuse me, everyone, you can't take a ride here, and the servants can't go in, please put down the nobles.” 

A courteous but irrefutable voice came from outside, and the nurse wrapped her in a fox fur cloak, and then put her down.
Get off the car.

Luo Qionghua's face was wrapped in fluffy silver-white animal fur, looking at the high palace gate, her eyes were shining.

But the interest soon faded.

The process of asking for greetings is cumbersome.
Most of the time, I was queuing up to listen to the rules of the palace.
Luo Qionghua didn't sleep well in the first place, and now she just dozed off.
If she could doze off all the time, it would be fine.
They were about to stop and line up until dawn when they finally greeted the Queen Mother in front of the Qianqiu Palace.
At this time, Luo Qionghua was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

When they came to their senses, they were standing one by one facing the main hall.
The door of the main hall was wide open, and a row of seats could be seen covered with black cushions.
Now there was no one sitting on it, only rows of seats on both sides.
A group of people stood up, dressed as palace servants.

A bunch of them, young and old, stood in the yard, it was cold, but no one made a sound, they lowered their heads and folded their hands, like ghosts, lifeless.

When she was about to lose her standing, she suddenly heard the sound of drums.

“Boom—boom—boom—”

After three long drumbeats, someone said in a long voice: “Kneel—”

This was taught by her mother in the mansion, Luo Qionghua quickly knelt, from the corner of her eye, she saw that everyone around her knelt, and she sneaked into the hall again; only to find that at some point, a magnificently dressed woman was already sitting on a chair in the main hall, who looked exactly like her.
As big as her mother, she lowered her eyes after just a glance, guessing that it was the Queen Mother.

Her Majesty is not here.

What followed was a lengthy reading.
It was the Empress Dowager's palace staff who recited the Empress Dowager's New Year's Prayer.
Before the reading was finished, the Empress Dowager had already left.
So when the reading was over, everyone could also leave and be led to have breakfast.
, Only those who could speak in front of the Queen Mother were called to talk to the Queen Mother in the warm pavilion.

Luo Qionghua didn't have such a blessing.
It was because she didn't like her father, the Duke of England.
Her father was on good terms with the civil servants of the former court, and he was not in the same school as the Queen Mother.
Probably know about it.

During the Shangyuan Festival, even in the imperial palace, there seems to be some freedom that is not usually available, not to mention that now almost half of the noble family members of the capital are gathered here, so the chatter is very lively, there are people Luo Qionghua knows and some she does not know, Chatting and chatting can't help but talk about Her Majesty, her expression is both excited and shy.

Luo Qionghua is not shy yet, she is just curious.

She was full of curiosity about Her Majesty, and she felt regretful if she didn't see her, and she had little interest in other activities.

In the afternoon, when the palace people took them to the garden to watch a play, Luo Qionghua found a time when no one was paying attention and slipped into the rockery on the side.

The cave in the rockery is winding.
She is still small, so she easily found a hole to get in, and lay down comfortably.
There was a small hole on the side, which let in a beam of sunlight and allowed her to see the view of the outside world.

This is comfortable.

It's better to go out after dinner time.
Thinking of this, Luo Qionghua closed her eyes.

As a result, when she opened her eyes again, there was a black hole in front of him, and the sky was already dark.

She fell into a drowsy sleep and even forgot where she was, so she could only stick her head out instinctively.
Octagonal lanterns were hanging on the treetops, and five-color ribbons hanging down.
The dim light reflected the small paintings on the lamp wall, which seemed to be the fairy ascends to the sky, with a delicate figure.

A person was standing under the lamp, shadowy, like a fairy.

The other party was wearing fox fur, and the fur was first-class at first glance.
Every tip of the fur seemed to glow under the light.
Such a good fox fur made a huge fur cloak that could completely wrap the other party.
It is conceivable that how much leather is needed, is absolutely beyond the enjoyment of ordinary people.

Luo Qionghua suddenly woke up as if a big clock was ringing in her mind.
She widened her eyes and pinched her arm to make sure that the scene in front of her was not a dream.

The other party suddenly spoke—

“I'm not the one they came to worship, it's just the rules.”

“Ah, of course, it's generally good for me to have rules.”

Who are you talking to?

Luo Qionghua tried her best to look ahead of the other party.
The hole was too small for her to see clearly, but she always felt as if there was no one there.

The other party said again: “Okay, okay, stop arguing, you are arguing again over such a small matter, don't lead me to the rhythm.”

You? More than one person?

How can I not see any of them?

Luo Qionghua suddenly thought could the other party be talking to herself?

Luo Qionghua felt her chest start to rise and fall violently, she thought uncontrollably, could the person below be Her Majesty?

She wanted to be sure anyway.

She quietly crawled out of the cave, lay down on the rockery, and looked down.
This time, she could see more clearly and saw the jet-black hair exposed under the hood and the skin that was so pale that it seemed bloodless.

Father said that Her Majesty was weak and pale.

Her chest was roaring as if a fire was burning, she wanted to climb to another rockery so that she could see Her Majesty's face, but because she was too excited, she miscalculated the distance, just took a step, slipped, and fell.

It went straight to the forehead of the person below.

Seeing that she was about to hit that person, the person suddenly took a step back, so Luo Qionghua fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.
Fortunately, she was dressed thickly, so it didn't hurt too much.
She was also embarrassed, and she raised her head to speak but was stunned.

Good…
beautiful people.

She used to read story books, which wrote about fairies with muscles and bones made of ice and snow, and hair made of clouds.
She also scooped up a handful of the clearest and purest spring water and poured them into a pair of clear eyes.
At that time, she always thought, if this person is real, what would it look like?

Now she knows that there is such a person in this world, who is beautiful but not demonic, soft but not weak, with a fairy and beautiful appearance, unforgettable.

She was wrapped in a wide fox fur, like a weak but noble lily of the mountain.

Father said that Her Majesty is surprisingly beautiful, and he didn't know if it was normal for Tian Qian.

Luo Qionghua's brain was a little dazed due to just waking up, and she blurted out: “Are you that mad Majesty?”

 

 

*Ming is a Chinese name meaning 'bright'.