Chapter 581: Please, My Husband, Crown Me (Please read the full version!)

Three days passed in a flash.

With the royal family, political figures, and nobles all speaking from the same script, the news that Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was an impostor spread across the entire Dalu, causing a massive uproar.

In order not to affect the reputation of the Spirit Hall, Qin Jian did not let them reveal that Qian Renxue came from the Elder Hall of the Spirit Hall; even if it were to be said, it would only be after a complete severance from the Elder Hall, and now was not the right time.

The news that Ning Rongrong was about to be crowned by the Spirit Hall Chief Judge also spread across the Dalu simultaneously, and for a time, it seemed as if the whole world was discussing this matter.

In the eyes of those who did not know the inside story, this news was indeed highly sensational.

The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, was about to become the Empress of the Heaven Dou Empire, and she was to be crowned by her rumored fiancé, the Spirit Hall Chief Judge; there was too much room for imagination in this, and for a time, at least hundreds of versions of exciting stories were born across the Dalu.

The gossiping masses are, after all, a rabble; they talk about whatever is sensational, who cares if it's reasonable, who cares what the truth is, who cares if you accidentally hurt innocent people…

And in these three days, Qin Jian helped Ning Rongrong test out three poisoned meals, six assassination attempts, and nine times… emmm… nine times he slept while holding her and Xiao Wu…

His feelings toward Qian Renxue were somewhat complicated.

Knowing full well that he could control poison, knowing full well that he was right by Ning Rongrong's side protecting her closely, why did she still do these things…

Was she truly so crazy as to be irrational, or was she simply doing it to show him? Thinking about it, his current actions of standing completely by Ning Rongrong's side must have made her angry…

"Being liked by you, whether it is a blessing or a misfortune, is truly hard to distinguish…"

Qin Jian sighed and let Xiao Wu help him put on the intricate, grand attire of the Chief Judge.

"Brother, are you talking about that Qian Renxue?"

Xiao Wu was helping him smooth out every wrinkle.

Qin Jian nodded and said: "She is different from you all; she is more like Bibi Dong, a woman with a very strong sense of possessiveness… but Bibi Dong is different again, because some things happened, I still trust her for now, but as for Qian Renxue… it's really hard to say…"

"Brother, don't worry anymore…"

Xiao Wu held his cheeks with her slightly cool hands and said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be better to break up with her completely?"

Qin Jian: "……"

How foolish must he be to complain about Qian Renxue in front of Xiao Wu…

"Please welcome the Spirit Hall Chief Judge—"

A resonant voice came over, and Qin Jian dispersed his messy thoughts and said softly: "Xiao Wu, wait for me here."

After Xiao Wu let go of his cheeks, Qin Jian composed his expression and slowly stepped out from the side hall, arriving onto the White Jade Plaza that could accommodate ten thousand people.

On the high platform at the very front, Ning Rongrong stood alone in the center.

Today she was wearing the most intricate palace gown, but it did not look bloated; this was something Qin Jian had strongly requested.

Even if his Rongrong was to be an Empress, she had to have her perfect figure outlined.

Her long hair, smooth as the Milky Way, was also left draped over her shoulders; this was also requested by Qin Jian—why put it up before getting married?

Therefore, under Qin Jian's design, this set of Empress attire for Ning Rongrong ended up being both majestic and elegant, adding a few more points of beauty to her already flawless face.

Although those protocol officers had cursed the meddling Qin Jian many times in private, who let him have such a special status? As the Spirit Hall Chief Judge and the Empress's fiancé, he could just do whatever he wanted…

"Tap… tap… tap…"

Qin Jian walked slowly onto the high platform and stood one meter in front of Ning Rongrong.

For a moment, the gazes of tens of thousands of eyes were focused on him.

Beside him was a small table, on which a pale gold crown was steadily placed; the crown was not adorned with many Water Crystal gems, but they refracted light just right, adding a touch of nobility and mystery.

"Please, Chief Judge, perform the coronation!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly knelt on one knee, lowered her head, and said: "Please crown me."

"Please, Chief Judge, perform the coronation!"

Below the platform, everyone spoke in unison, a mountain-shaking, sea-roaring sound that was deafening.

Qin Jian slowly picked up the crown, and at this moment, under the gaze of all, a strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

Crowning his own woman with his own hands—there shouldn't be a second time for an experience like this, right? Should be…

Ning Rongrong raised her eyes to look at him, looking at this man she had chosen, and suddenly an indescribable impulse swept through her heart.

In this quiet moment where it felt like one could hear the wind, while everyone was looking at the crown, Ning Rongrong suddenly lowered her head, knelt down on both knees, placed her hands on her forehead, and performed a posture that only couples in the Dalu would do when getting married.

"Please… my husband… crown me…"

Her voice was not loud, but under the envelopment of soul power at this moment, it clearly spread throughout the entire venue.

The whole venue was silent.

Many people's faces twitched, their mouths spasmed, their expressions twisted, unable to control themselves.

On such a serious occasion, a historic moment of an Empress ascending the throne, how did a scene that looked like a wedding play out?

In the whole world, only Qin Jian did not show a strange expression, because when Ning Rongrong said the two words "my husband," his body and mind were trembling slightly, and an indescribable emotion filled his heart.

He could probably understand Ning Rongrong's feelings.

Being surpassed time and time again must be very unwilling, and having to accept new people joining in every time must also be unhappy; because of love, she hid so many negative emotions.

And at this moment, under the gaze of all, what she wanted was not the position of Empress at all; she only wanted a witness, hoping that everyone would witness her relationship with Qin Jian.

Qin Jian knew all of this, so in his heart, there was only being touched, only bitterness, and only endless threads of love, without any blame for her sudden actions…

"Young Master, are you not planning to make a move?"

High in the sky, Pufferfish Douluo and Qian Renxue, who was flapping her wings, were quietly hidden deep in the clouds.

People below would not be able to discover their tracks without paying attention, but Qian Renxue could see every scene on the plaza's high platform completely.

She clenched her fair fists, and after a long while, she took a deep breath and feigned indifference: "No, the target is too big during the day, it is not suitable to make a move; let's wait until night."

"But our original plan was to disrupt the ceremony; once the coronation is complete, then Ning Rongrong will truly become the Empress of the Heaven Dou Empire," Pufferfish Douluo reminded.

Qian Renxue did not look at him, her pair of golden-shining eyes just falling on Qin Jian, as if she could see the surging emotions in his eyes.

Do I really want to ruin this moment? Will he hate me because of it?

"No, as long as I can eventually suppress the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, as long as I can take back the throne, then even if Ning Rongrong's coronation is successful, it won't affect anything."

She said calmly: "It is better to be safe; the defensive power now must be the strongest. We will wait until they think everything is fine before we act; the success rate will be much higher."

"Yes, the Young Master is still the most thoughtful." Pufferfish Douluo nodded and said.

Qian Renxue merely flapped her wings while looking down, her gaze complex.

What will happen in the future, exactly?

Will there be a complete break?

I really wish to get along with him just like before, even if it is in the identity of a man...

(End of this chapter)