Interstellar Fairy Tale

The sun broke through the night, and the crisp sound of the golden wagtail tore apart the silence that shrouded Ivan Summer Palace. The central palace complex guards the bell tower carved from white marble and various colored gems. The first rays of sunlight hit the golden statue of the king at the top of the bell tower, and the ancient sound of the imperial bell resounded through the imperial capital again.

Today, the young emperor of the empire, Soran II, will marry his queen in the presence of the gods of the empire.

The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, and the air in the bedroom seemed to be filled with the fragrance of dewdrops rolling on the flowers.

Shang Ping woke up in the silence of the room. He thought that today would make him sleepless, but he had no dreams all night. Looking at the face reflected on Guang Kejian's bedside decoration, he wanted to say that it was impossible for him to be nervous. Obviously a good night's sleep, full of energy.

Sitting up, he patted his cheek. The bedroom door was knocked gently. After three times, Shang Ping opened the curtain on the bed, and the waiter and maid who had been waiting for a long time filed in silently. The maids dressed in light purple festive costumes, with flowers of various colors in their ears, wearing gorgeous gems on their snow-white necks, smiling, holding exquisite dresses and jewelry. The sergeant was wearing a long snow-white coat with a delicate badge on his chest. At the same time, they bowed to Shang Ping and respectfully extended their sincerest greetings and blessings to the queen of the empire.

"Your Excellency, please allow the minister to call you this one last time." The servant's always indifferent face was also dyed with a smile, raised his head, and his meticulously combed light brown hair and eyes of the same color made his face instantly vivid Get up, "After today, you will become the queen of the empire, the master of Ivan's summer palace, and the ministers will respectfully call you 'Your Majesty'."

Shang Ping suddenly felt a little nervous, this feeling is too unreal, as if his life will really be different from now on.

It didn't take long to wash up and get dressed. In this short period of time, the attendant once again told Shang Ping every detail that needed attention, including which hand should be stretched out first when accepting the Queen's scepter.

Shang Ping didn't think it was superfluous. Besides, listening to the attendant's voice, the sudden surge of anxiety was strangely appeased.

Soran Edrich arrived at just the right time. The young emperor, dressed in a silver and gold emperor's formal dress, dazzled like a star. The blue eyes are more charming than the gems embellished in the silver hair. The golden crown on the silver hair and the imperial scepter in his hand symbolize the supreme power of the empire. The largest empire in the universe is being held in the hands of this star-like man.

Shang Ping moved in a trance, because the golden pendant hanging down from his right ear made him feel a little uncomfortable. It's hard to believe that I am still stunned by this man who gets along day and night.

"What's wrong?"

Solan Aidrich lifted Shang Ping's chin, his fingertips brushed Shang Ping's chin, and then he evoked the earrings that swayed with his movements. The half-moon-shaped ear buckle on the right ear is the same.

"This is the symbol of the royal family." Soran Edrich said, taking a gemstone earring from the maid's tray and gently clasping it on Shang Ping's left ear, "Only members of the direct royal family have Qualified to wear."

"Oh." Shang Ping nodded perfunctorily, he just felt a little awkward.

The court etiquette officer looked at the emperor and the queen who were talking to themselves, and finally couldn't help but reminded: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to the Central Palace."

"Well, is this time already?"

Solan Edrich glanced at the wall clock and nodded. Suddenly, he knelt down on one knee and took Shang Ping's left hand. A platinum bracelet was quietly wrapped around the boy's wrist. The emperor took it off. The bracelet was replaced by a bracelet with gold and silver interwoven and inlaid with blue gems. When Shang Ping was startled by his sudden behavior, he dropped a kiss on the back of Shang Ping's hand and raised his head. He started and looked at the black-haired boy who was looking down at him, "My queen, are you willing to spend your whole life with me?"

Shang Ping looked around subconsciously, and the court etiquette officer told him with the same surprised expression that this was not part of the imperial wedding.

No matter from which perspective, this sudden marriage proposal seems a bit strange and nondescript. Shang Ping doesn't know why the emperor made such a move, but in any case, he is happy now.

Hands, covering his chest unconsciously, Shang Ping raised the corners of his lips, bent down, and touched the emperor's forehead with his lips, "I do."

"Then," the emperor stood up, his perspective changed, and Shang Ping raised his head with his movements, "My queen, come with me."

Holding that slender hand, through the snow-white gloves, I can still feel the warmth of each other's palms.

Today's imperial capital is a sea of ​​flowers and joy.

Every building in the capital of the empire hangs a flag that symbolizes the empire and the royal family, and every street is crowded with smiling imperial subjects. Dressed in festive attire, they stood along the red-carpeted streets. The silver celebration aircraft lined up in three long queues, hovering over the imperial capital, and from the wide-open hatch of the aircraft, petals of various colors were continuously sprinkled, like the next fragrant multicolored flower rain.

The palace gates in the Ivan Summer Palace were all opened, the bell towers guarded by the central palace group kept ringing distant bells, and the golden wagtail flying in the sky made a crisp chirping. The nobles and court ministers stood respectfully on both sides of the road, and when the supreme ruler of the empire passed by, they bent down and lowered their heads. The imperial generals straightened their backs and paid their respects to their emperors and queens with the most solemn military salute.

Solan Edrich led Shang Ping and walked along the crystal corridor leading to the main hall of the Central Palace. On both sides of the corridor, there are statues of royal family members made of crystals and diamonds. Not all statues of emperors are eligible to be displayed here. Only those who have left a lot of great achievements in the history of the empire are eligible to stand in every future succession. The Crystal Corridor that everyone will walk through.

This corridor is not covered with red carpets like other palaces in Ivan Summer Palace. On the contrary, the marble floor is spotless, and as long as you bow your head, you can see the clear reflection of yourself in it. Walking here is like walking on a road that faces you directly, and everything you think and think has nothing to hide.

The sound of the heel of the boot hitting the marble continued, until the footsteps of the two gradually merged into one in this crisp sound. I don't know if everyone who walks through here will have this feeling, but Shang Ping has an inexplicable feeling at this moment, as if the person holding his hand will follow him along this seemingly endless path. The cloister goes down until the end of life...

At the end of the corridor, in the palace guarded by huge circular columns, the high dome is painted with the longest history of the empire. The elder of the royal family who put the crown on Solan Edrich stood quietly on the third-order platform with the crown in his hand. The imperial empress dowager Yilan and the Grand Duchess Manxia Edrich stood under the platform, on both sides of the platform. , more than a dozen direct members of the Edrich family dressed in imperial royal dresses, smiling, looking at the emperor and Shang Ping who had stopped.

The Grand Duchess Mancia Edrich was dressed in a long dress of gold and silver, with a dazzling golden pattern on the edge of the red ribbon. She and Empress Dowager Yilan stepped forward at the same time, took the Queen's scepter from Empress Dowager Yilan's hand, and respectfully sent the scepter to the crystal stand in front of the royal elders. When the scepter was fitted into the groove on the table top of the stand, an ancient and mysterious music sounded in the hall. The sconces on the surrounding walls glowed with multicolored light at the same time.

Solan Aidrich took Shang Ping and walked forward, Shang Ping knelt down on one knee, and the elder of the royal family stepped off the platform and put the golden crown in his hands on Shang Ping's black hair, "May the gods of the empire bless him. Good luck to you, Your Majesty."

Solan Edrich took off the queen's scepter, stood in front of Shang Ping, and handed the scepter to Shang Ping's hands: "I swear in the name of the emperor, and hand over the imperial queen's scepter to the queen."

The scepter's tentacles were slightly cold, and Shang Ping was still in a trance. He didn't have a sense of reality. The power of this huge empire was already in his own hands at this moment...

The members of the royal family in the palace bent down at the same time, "Long live the emperor! Long live the queen!"

Cheers came out along the crystal corridor, and everyone in Ivan's summer palace, whether they were sincerely wishing or harboring ulterior motives, loudly released their most sincere congratulations at this moment: "Long live the emperor! Long live the queen!"

The cheers spread to every corner of the imperial capital along the Ivan Summer Palace. When the emperor and the queen appeared from the gate of the Ivan Summer Palace in the wedding car, the cheers almost broke the sky!

They are the subjects of the empire. They worship and trust the ruler of the huge empire. No matter what status Shang Ping was before, from this moment on, he will have supreme glory and power, and he will stand by the emperor's side!

"Long live the emperor! Long live the queen! Long live!"

The wedding car gradually lifted into the sky, and the imperial guards escorted the emperor and the queen. Excited and happy people kept throwing petals and satin in the air, intertwined with the rain of flowers falling from the sky, cheering like a tsunami from the mountains. In the sound, lingering, transpiring, today's imperial capital will forever be recorded in the annals of imperial history!

"Long live the emperor! Long live the queen!"

"Long live!"

At the moment of the six hundred and seventy-eighth star, a group of transport ships heading for the Muse galaxy is taking off with the signal tower of the airport. Since this voyage carried a part of the entourage to the Muse galaxy and the halfway galaxy, many people were talking about the wedding of the Emperor of the Golden Empire today, but no one noticed that among the entourage, there was a taciturn person Blonde teenager.