Liu Qian ignored the hustle and flow of the venue, he threw everything to Mezzo, Luo Luo and Chai Yi turned into "Chora", and he began to prepare for the coronation ceremony.
Time passed slowly.
As noon approached, all the guests of the garden were led to the palace, which was set with jewels and shells, as if the stars had fallen.
Inside the hall, it is filled with the smell of famous and expensive spices.
The guests held their breath and stood on either side of the crimson mill carpet paved road.
Illyrio led the terrified Targaryen siblings into the palace.
Daenerys was a little stunned when she saw the magnificently and elegantly decorated palace.
Towering stone windows are inlaid with stained glass, and colorful columns of light pour down, forming a dreamy ocean on the ground.
On both sides of the stone walls hang huge tapestries woven by Mil's craftsmen, blue and purple like the deep night sky, red and green like burning gems.
Above the curved ceiling, the gold relief flows with a soft and divine halo under a carefully placed light source.
And at the end of the deep red carpet, in the focus of thousands of eyes, Nie stands a breathtaking throne,
It is carved from a single piece of pure white marble.
Every inch of the throne's surface is inlaid with countless brilliant gemstones and round pearls, which refract a mesmerizing rainbow in the light.
Behind the throne, a huge golden flag hung down, embroidered with a blood-red dragon spreading its wings and roaring.
This is the kingdom and family coat of arms designed by Liu Qian himself, the golden dragon symbolizing his own transformation, and the red dragon is his future mount.
Daenerys' gaze lingered in this splendor, with the amazement of a girl.
At this moment.
A magnificent music that seemed to fall from the sky played with a bang.
This music is majestic and solemn, and its volume is so loud that it makes the ground under your feet sound slightly.
It is not the tune of mortal dust, but more like the resonance of the gods whispering in the clouds, instantly searching for the soul of everyone in the palace,
Daenerys slammed her voice away, her heart racing in her chest.
She saw that her brothers Viserys and Illyrio beside her were already stunned, their mouths opened unconsciously, and only the members of the Seven Kingdoms Mission were left on their faces.
Hongda's solemn music almost made them want to crawl on the ground and worship.
What is even more shocking is that the music is so loud that it resounds in every corner, but there is no trace of any musical instrument.
Immediately afterwards, in the shadow of the corridor on the second floor of the palace, rows of Telosi singers stood solemnly.
They sang hymns adapted by Liu Qian himself in Higher Valyrian, the lingua franca of Westeros and Yidi:
"Long live our great king.... May its country be forever.... Forever unchanged.....
The singing voice is majestic and solemn, sacred and pious, perfectly integrated into the torrent of music.
The two forces merged into one, instantly pushing the atmosphere of the entire palace to its peak.
This is a song changed by Liu Qian according to the British national anthem "God Bless My King" in his previous life, replacing the content of the monarchy in the song and changing it to the lyrics that only praise the American king.
The original Godsavetheking was changed by him to Longlivetheking.
In order to create a grand atmosphere, he ordered people to precisely lay 100,000 metal sound pipes along the stone walls of the palace to create a giant organ that was not found in the world of Game of Thrones.
The huge sound of the organ was wrapped in a sacredness that made the soul tremble, so that the most arrogant nobleman couldn't help but bow his head.
Knees are weak.
Just when this sound wave reaches its peak.
The two giant doors of the palace inlaid with gold and jade were slowly pulled open.
A figure bathed in the blazing white sunlight revealed its silhouette.
Liu Qian wore a majestic pure white floor-dragging cloak.
This overcoat is based on white mink with silvery tips and skillfully sewn with silk.
Inside the big pillar, there is a golden silk robe.
The shoulders are surrounded by slender and exquisite gold embroidered ribbons, and the belt at the waist is also made of gold thread embroidered cloth, and a huge golden dragon head buckle locks the supreme honor.
And the most breathtaking thing was the gorgeous dark purple crown above his head.
It was by no means a crude metal ring like the Seven Kingdoms crowns.
Its main structure is a ring made of pure gold and four bow-shaped arch beams that converge downward, and at the intersection of the arch beams supports a huge ruby sphere the size of a fist.
Between the arches and beams, above the hat ring, more than a thousand gems are densely embellished.
Flowing and dazzling.
At the brim of the hat, there is a circle of silver fox fluff.
It's not so much a crown as a hat.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, Liu Qian held a golden scepter in his left hand and calmly held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand.
His face was calm and solemn, and he moved step by step on the crimson mill carpet, towards the white gem throne that symbolized supreme power.
The hem of his white mink cloak, which was almost twenty feet long, was lifted up by several maids behind him and slowly slid into the palace.
This dress and crown are also Liu Qian's imitation of the coronation ceremony of the British king in his previous life.
They are very different from any known king's costume of the Seven Kingdoms.
Witnessing this situation, the turbulent waves in the hearts of the envoys of the Seven Kingdoms could no longer be suppressed.
Their eyes collided violently in the air.
The visual impact of this tiara dress shattered the aristocratic pride they had accumulated over generations.
They feel like country farmers.
Compared with their etiquette, the majesty of the Orientals in front of them explains what nobility is.
The snow-white mink burqa and the dazzling crown were deeply imprinted in their minds.
On the other side, Viserys Targaryen was already unpossessed.
His eyes were wide open, staring at the crown above Liu Qian's head and the fancy clothes on his body, and his mouth moved unconsciously.
He had only one picture in his mind.
He, Viserys III Targaryen, dressed in this sacrosanct dress and wearing this priceless crown on his head, walked to the Iron Throne in the eyes of all eyes and worship.
Intense jealousy, crazy desire gnawed at his heart, making him almost unsteady on his feet, his nails pinching deep into his palms.
Finally, Liu Qian walked to the shining white gem throne.
He turned around calmly, his deep gaze sweeping across the audience.
Then, he slowly sat down on the throne inlaid with countless treasures.
Mezzo Maher, standing beside him, dressed in the same luxurious gown, announced loudly in Higher Valyrian, Lingua franca and Yidi respectively:
"Under the witness of the world, I declare that Liu Qian from Yidi has been crowned king of Tai Luo Xi, the Narrow Sea and the Shijie Islands, and may he be forever strong!"
The afterglow of the announcement still echoed under the gold-inlaid dome, and everyone in the palace, whether they wanted to or not, echoed loudly:
"May he be forever!"
The coronation ceremony was completed, and the new king was born.