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The ministers who knelt in front of the sleeping hall had already come to the palace under the guard of the garrison soldiers and stood in a line on the white jade steps. Further behind, the guards carrying the golden nanmu coffin had already put it down.

Emperor Yuan had passed away, and the ministers naturally had to come and send him off.

Long before the crown prince ascended the throne, Emperor Yuan had talked with them all night, and all the things that needed to be explained were explained to perfection.

When the white figure appeared at the door of the sleeping hall, Imperial Censor Xue, who was standing at the front, was the first to cry out with tears, and knelt down tremblingly with a shout of “Pay respects to Your Majesty”.

“This minister pays respects to Your Majesty!”

“This minister pays respects to Your Majesty!”

All the ministers knelt down in a rush. Not only them, but also Zong Yuanwu and Zong Ruichen knelt on one side.

Just after pacifying the Imperial City, Mu Yuanlong, whose armor was still stained with blood, also knelt down with Duan Junhao and said, “This minister has obeyed Your Majesty’s command and has taken down all the rebels!”

In the huge Imperial Palace, only the silent bell sound was still ringing.

The young man in red followed behind Zong Luo.

He didn’t say anything, but knelt down on one knee with the others amidst the rustling sound, showing his attitude with his actions, and fulfilling his promise to Emperor Yuan before his death.

Just before walking out of the sleeping hall, Yu Beizhou held him and carefully kissed his tears dry.

Just as Emperor Yuan said, an emperor could have tears. Even if there was a moment of vulnerability, it could only be seen by the one he loved the most.

Now standing here, although Zong Luo’s eyes were red, he did not shed another tear.

He stood straight, raising the jade seal in his hand. Just as Emperor Yuan had hoped, he took over this land with a new, solemn posture, like the master of the rivers and mountains.

Of course, before this, Zong Luo forcibly pulled Yu Beizhou up from the ground.

He said in a low voice, “Still remember my words in front of the Imperial City?”

Yu Beizhou certainly remembered.

His senior brother, willing or unwilling to offer himself.

At that time, Zong Luo just smiled and said that he could consider it when returning to the Imperial City.

“At that time, I was laughing, and I was so confused that I could unexpectedly laugh.”

Zong Luo sniffed, and the undried tear marks brought a smile. “Already owned me long ago, isn’t it?”

“That would be this minister’s honor.”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the wide sleeves fell, and Yu Beizhou also smiled and held those slightly cold hands.

And Zong Luo also unabashedly held him tightly, their fingers intertwined.

In this grand and solemn occasion, they relied on each other, licking their wounds, and became the only ones standing in the field.

“Don’t stand on ceremony, rise.”

Anyone could hear the hoarseness in the new emperor’s voice.

However, the white figure still stood straight, standing in the middle of the Imperial Palace, like the future of this land.

Next to the new emperor, where the shadows connect, was his beloved in life, entwined with his fate, and standing shoulder to shoulder.

Just at this moment, the sun behind the dark clouds finally showed its full face.

A brilliant golden light fell from the sky, landing precisely on the top of the golden throne in the Imperial Palace, casting a hazy divine light on the Kui pattern with wings spread, wanting to fly.

A vast empire, the only empire in the Great Wilderness that unified the Central Plains, just lost its master a moment ago, and welcomed a new one. Or perhaps a pair. They would lead the Great Yuan to glory.

Just like from now on, every year they spend together.