Chapter 108 Imperial Marriage

A celebratory banquet was held in the palace in celebration of the great victory in the south.

As night falls and the lanterns are lit, the palace is brightly lit, and the sounds of string and wind instruments fill the air.

Huo Lin sat on the highest throne, his expression calm, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below, accepting round after round of toasts and congratulations from his subjects.

Jiang Huan sat beside Huo Lin, with delicate and light dishes and a small pot of low-alcohol fruit wine in front of her.

She sipped the sweet fruit wine, feeling the gentle warmth creeping up her cheeks, and watched the performance below with great interest.

The atmosphere at the banquet was getting better and better, and after a few rounds of drinks, it was the perfect time to announce the good news.

Huo Lin put down the golden goblet in his hand and slowly swept his gaze across the entire room.

The previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent, and all eyes were focused on the emperor.

"Today we celebrate the great victory in the southern border and demonstrate the power of our nation."

Huo Lin's voice was not loud, but it clearly carried to every corner of the hall.

"In addition, I have another joyous occasion to share with you all."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Huo Yunxing and Ayina.

"Princess Ayina of the Northern Desert is gentle and virtuous. For the sake of diplomatic relations between our two countries, she traveled far to Daliang." Huo Lin's voice was steady and powerful. "My imperial uncle, Prince Huo Yunxing, is both talented and handsome. I see that the two of them are a match made in heaven, a perfect couple."

"Today, I hereby bestow marriage upon the two of them, wishing that this auspicious union will forever strengthen the friendship between our two nations."

After a brief silence, enthusiastic congratulations erupted in the hall.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, and congratulations, Your Highness the Princess."

"A match made in heaven, a match made in heaven indeed."

"Your Majesty is wise."

The courtiers raised their glasses to congratulate Huo Yunxing and Ayina.

After a slight initial surprise, Huo Yunxing's usually flirtatious and playful eyes suddenly lit up with an astonishing brightness.

He suddenly stood up, his movements so fast they created a gust of wind, and bowed to Huo Lin from afar.

"Your subject thanks Your Majesty for your great favor." The voice was filled with undisguised elation and pride.

He then turned to Ayina, who was seated next to him, without any hesitation, and raised his glass.

“Your Highness,” he emphasized the words, his tone languid and tender, “the rest of my life is long, please guide me.”

The sound wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for people at the nearby tables to hear clearly.

The courtiers were taken aback at first, then burst into even louder laughter.

"Hahaha."

This carefree prince is indeed still the same unconventional and unrestrained person.

The way that "Princess" was called was practically tantamount to flirting in public.

Ayina's face flushed red from her ears to her neck, the blush standing out starkly against her snow-white skin.

Her bright blue eyes widened, and she glared fiercely at Huo Yunxing, her anger and embarrassment palpable.

If eyes could materialize, Ayina would probably have already poked seventeen or eighteen holes in Huo Yunxing.

That lecherous man! They're not even married yet, who's going to be his queen?

She turned her head away, leaving Huo Yunxing with only a pouty profile.

Huo Yunxing looked at her, who was clearly ashamed but trying to appear calm, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He tilted his head back and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, his posture exuding an air of triumph and elation.

Jiang Huan ate melon seeds and drank a little wine while taking in the lively scene below.

Looking at Ayina's expression, which was about to explode but had to hold back, and then at Huo Yunxing's smug expression, it was clear that he was about to get punched.

They're such a bickering couple; she could hardly contain her maternal smile.

She raised her hand and poured herself another small glass of fruit wine.

The fruit wine was sweet, like fruit juice, and she unknowingly drank several more glasses.

I'm mainly happy because the couple I shipped has become a reality.

The tipsy feeling relaxed her, her cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, and her eyes were moist, making her look even more charming and lively than usual.

Her appearance was exactly what Huo Lin saw.

Huo Lin's heart skipped a beat.

Why is your face so red? Are you drunk?

[I get drunk even from fruit wine; I'm really too fragile.]

Her eyes were blurry with drunkenness...

Huo Lin's thoughts surged into Jiang Huan's mind like a floodgate being opened.

The intense presence and burning attention made Jiang Huan's already flushed cheeks even hotter.

Please, she's perfectly sober.

I wasn't drunk, it's just that drinking makes my face flush, and I look like I'm drunk.

Huo Lin was completely unaware of this; his mind was entirely focused on Jiang Huan.

He traced Jiang Huan's skin inch by inch, her moist eyes, her flushed cheeks, and her slightly pouting lips that gleamed with a healthy sheen...

Her lips looked so soft, like freshly picked cherries, I really want to...

[No, Huo Lin, what are you thinking? The entire court is watching.]

No, we can't kiss in public...

[Hold on, you must hold on.]

But she looks so delicious.

As Jiang Huan listened to Huo Lin's intense inner struggle and increasingly outrageous descriptions, a smile rose in her eyes and rushed to her throat.

No, I can't laugh, otherwise it will be hard to explain.

She bit her lower lip hard, and her shoulders began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Help! How come Huo Lin is such a love-struck person, obsessed with kisses and hugs?

Is it delicious? Is it a dessert?

Jiang Huan was struggling to suppress her laughter, and although her body was trembling slightly, it became another signal in Huo Lin's eyes, who had been watching her closely.

Is she trembling?

Huo Lin's inner thoughts instantly shifted from tender struggle to pure worry.

Is it because you're cold? Or are you feeling unwell from being drunk?

It was a bit chilly inside the hall, and she was dressed too lightly.

[Damn it, why didn't I notice sooner?]

Almost the instant the thought crossed his mind, Huo Lin abruptly stood up.

The moment he stood up, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The clamor that had been going on about the marriage between the carefree prince and the princess suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at Huo Lin in confusion.

Huo Lin raised his hand and, without hesitation, unfastened the black dragon robe that symbolized his supreme authority and draped it over Jiang Huan.

He even carefully adjusted his collar to ensure that not a single breeze could get in.

Soft gasps echoed throughout the hall, and Consort Jia's face instantly turned extremely ugly as she sat among the concubines.

The other concubines were also filled with shock and disbelief, their jealousy and bitterness overflowing.

The large dragon robe enveloped the petite Jiang Huan, revealing only her small face, which was filled with astonishment and blush.

The bright yellow dragon pattern shone brightly under the lamplight, so bright it hurt the eyes of countless people.

[This should keep you warm.]