More than ten days later, the Ninth Princess returned to the capital!
The Ministry of Rites had already spent days preparing for the enthronement.
By the rules, the Ninth Princess should have stayed in the palace once she returned to be enthroned.
But she moved straight into the Ning residence.
Of course, no one dared say anything about it.
After all, even the Xuan Emperor hadn't said a word.
The enthronement ceremony was set for three days later.
That night, Ning Chen came to the Ninth Princess's room.
"Your Majesty, your subject has come to attend the bedchamber!"
Ning Chen was grinning at the Ninth Princess's sweet, pretty little face.
She flushed pink.
She put on her best imperial majesty. "Insolent Ning Chen! Barging into this emperor's traveling palace without a summons—the nerve of you... Guards! Drag him out and have him put to the knife!"
Ning Chen stepped closer and tipped up her delicate chin.
"Hasn't Your Majesty made a mistake? This is your subject's room. What is Your Majesty doing in your subject's room?
And put to the knife? Won't you be wanting it later?"
With that, he bent his head and kissed her rosy little lips.
He kissed her all the way to the bed.
"Your Majesty, Zisu and Yudie aren't here. It's all yours."
Grinning wickedly, Ning Chen let down the bed curtains, and one garment after another fluttered to the floor.
The big bed rocked rhythmically all night long.
The next day, Ning Chen was bright-eyed and refreshed.
The Ninth Princess, on the other hand, couldn't get out of bed and didn't show her face until noon.
That afternoon, the Xuan Emperor summoned the two of them to the palace.
Every word the Xuan Emperor said came down to one thing: hurry up and give this emperor an imperial grandson!
Three days later.
The enthronement ceremony began.
Wearing the dragon robe and the crown, the Ninth Princess led the officials civil and military to Mount Jade Dragon for the sacrifice.
The enthronement had three steps.
First, the sacrifice to announce it to Heaven.
Second, ascending…