Chapter 582: Paying Respects to Her Majesty the Empress! (Please Full-Subscribe!)

"Brother Jian..."

Sensing that Qin Jian had been silent for a while, Ning Rongrong could not help but call out softly, startling him back to his senses.

"Rongrong..."

He looked into Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes and slowly revealed a warm smile: "I will now crown my... Empress Majesty."

As he spoke, he gently and slowly placed the crown in his hands onto Ning Rongrong's head.

Steadying it, straightening it.

On the pale gold crown, tiny water crystal gems shimmered; at this moment, Ning Rongrong seemed to gather all the brilliance in the world, so dazzling it was hard to look directly at her.

She raised both hands, and at this moment, Qin Jian picked up the golden Scepter from the table and slowly placed it into her hands.

She gripped the Scepter tightly, slowly stood up from the ground, and first gave Qin Jian a gentle smile.

Afterwards, the smile faded, and she turned, walked to the edge of the high platform, and looked down at everyone.

"Thud!"

Her right hand struck the Scepter against the ground, emitting a slight sound.

"Bang!"

Ten thousand people were startled awake, simultaneously dropping to one knee, their mountain-shaking, sea-roaring shouts seemingly ready to shatter the clouds: "Greetings, Empress Majesty!"

"Greetings, Empress Majesty!"

"Greetings, Empress Majesty!"

"......"

Thus, the Heaven Dou Empire had a new master; she was the next Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the fiancée of the Spirit Hall Chief Judge... Ning Rongrong.

Under the games of many parties, perhaps no one expected this outcome, not even Ning Fengzhi himself felt the success rate was very high; he was merely doing his best.

"If you don't like handling government affairs in the future, you can delegate the power; Father can help you with important decisions."

Inside the main hall, after a round of congratulations, the state of the banquet celebration began, while Qin Jian and the others entered the rear hall.

Ning Fengzhi was saying to Ning Rongrong: "Father also knows you don't like these things, so don't force yourself to learn; if you don't like it, don't do it. Anyway, you have the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect backing you, so you won't be sidelined."

Ning Rongrong nodded repeatedly as she listened, and she also let out a slight sigh of relief.

She was still wearing the Empress attire at this moment, but the solemn expression on her face had turned soft and beautiful, her brows and eyes smiling, very moving.

Qin Jian could not help but step forward, hugging her slender waist from behind, pulling her into his embrace and holding her tight, turning his head to avoid the crown to sniff the faint fragrance in her hair.

"Father is still here..."

Ning Rongrong murmured, though she herself could not help but lean back against Qin Jian's chest.

Ning Fengzhi: "......"

"You two..."

The pitiful father-in-law covered his face and left: "Don't forget the main business tonight."

No one responded; when Ning Fengzhi looked back before leaving, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong were already kissing...

Ning Fengzhi: "......"

If he had known his daughter would have a man she loved, if he had known this was the feeling of his own cabbage being arched, he would have been better off having a son...

"Brother Jian, Father left?"

After finally parting their lips, Ning Rongrong looked back and realized Ning Fengzhi was long gone.

"Would it not be strange if Father-in-law were still here?"

Qin Jian picked her up and sat on the wide seat, smiling as he said: "My Rongrong is still so cute even after becoming Empress!"

"Empress or whatever is just a title; I don't want to do this either. If it weren't for being able to help you and Father, I wouldn't bother with it!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes rippled, and she suddenly looked into Qin Jian's eyes and smiled, while her jade hand slid down: "But Brother Jian, does the identity of Empress make your heart race?"

"Ahem."

Qin Jian dodged awkwardly and said: "This is just a natural reaction of the body; it doesn't have much to do with the identity of the Empress..."

"Really?"

Ning Rongrong stood up slowly from him, then slowly squatted down, kneeling on the soft carpet.

"Rongrong, what are you doing?"

Qin Jian hurriedly grabbed her hands, wanting to pull her up.

But Ning Rongrong blocked his hands, smiled gently, her brows curved: "Brother Jian, do you really not want to experience the service of an Empress?"

Qin Jian realized instantly that she wanted to wear the Empress attire...

Although his heart was thumping, what touched his heart even more was Ning Rongrong's sacrifice and her love that seemed to overflow and drown him.

"Rongrong, I don't need you to do this..."

He still forcibly picked Ning Rongrong up and held her tight on his lap.

"I don't want you to be so aggrieved; it's unnecessary. As long as you are you, I will always love you," he whispered in her ear.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were soft and gentle: "It's not that. Does Brother Jian think I want to do this to compete for favor? That's not it..."

She leaned against Qin Jian's chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, feeling very peaceful inside.

"I just want to do this; I want to make Brother Jian feel good from the bottom of my heart, so I am willing; there is no grievance at all..."

She tilted her little face up, her cheeks flushed with a faint pink, and she murmured against his ear: "Brother Jian, if you feel bad about it, then... we can please each other..."

Qin Jian's heart pounded wildly.

In the rear hall of the Heaven Dou Empire's government office, on the seat symbolizing the highest power, doing some things with the current Empress Majesty that made them both feel very stimulated...

He turned his head to look into Ning Rongrong's eyes, seeing her water-like tenderness and heart-stirring affection.

Then, while the main hall was celebrating with a grand banquet, in the rear hall on the imperial throne, the Chief Judge and the Empress Majesty embraced tightly, releasing their passion for each other.

"Brother Jian, I never thought that one day I would become the Empress of the Heaven Dou Empire..."

Not long after, when the two of them had washed up and returned to the front hall, the banquet was already nearing its end.

Of course, no one knew what they had done in the meantime...

Ning Rongrong spoke a few more words in her capacity as Empress, then announced the end of the banquet, and the royal nobles and political dignitaries dispersed one after another.

At this moment, Qin Jian and she were sitting embraced on the roof of the highest hall of the Imperial Palace.

The moonlight was dim, setting off the stars filling the sky.

This world did not have the light pollution brought by so much electrification; at night, the radiance of the stars would not be completely obscured by city lights.

A cool breeze brushed their faces, refreshing and pleasant.

There was no smog in the air either; nature had not yet been excessively consumed, so it could still maintain a fresh, natural atmosphere for the Dalu.

"Rongrong, the encounters of life are inherently magical; until that moment arrives, no one knows what will happen," Qin Jian said softly, looking at the stars filling the sky.

Ning Rongrong, however, turned to look at him: "But if we cannot hold the future in our own hands, why should we work hard?"

Qin Jian smiled: "We work hard so that we won't regret our own weakness when faced with a crisis, not to control a Void and illusory future..."

"If the life Heaven has arranged for us is already smooth and easy, then we should just enjoy every day; it's not like everyone likes to struggle and strive, and there are more people in this world who are keen on pleasure..."

(End of this chapter)