Chapter 339 Three Couples, One New Grave

Lantern Festival brings double happiness.

This day is not only a national festival, but also the day for the six people to hold a wedding banquet.

Emperor Wen looked at the newlyweds kneeling in the Dezheng Hall with satisfaction. It was the first time for him to officiate the wedding of three men at the same time. Today he was very satisfied to be the host.

Empress Xuan and Concubine Yue sat on the left and right of him, also sitting at the top, dressed in their best attire; Cheng Shi and Xiao Yuanyi and his wife looked at Shao Shang with tears in their eyes, while He Yong smiled so hard that his mouth reached his ears, drinking one glass after another.

Concubine Yue also nodded towards Jin Yuji and said, "Today I am your family member. If Zikun dares to bully you, I will not forgive him."

He Zhaojun fiddled with the fan in her hand. It was embroidered by Wen Ziduan before the wedding banquet. And now, Wen Ziduan stared at her, making her cheeks feel hot.

"This is my third marriage... why am I still so nervous?" He Zhaojun muttered angrily.

Emperor Wen drank another glass of wine and stood up with a sigh.

"Zi Kun and Yu Ji have both been burdened by past relationships and made mistakes. They must forge ahead, support each other, and never repeat the same mistakes."

"Zisheng and Shaoshang, you are already married. You should let go of the past and live your lives well. Continuing your bloodline as soon as possible is the most important thing."

"As for Ziduan and Zhaojun, I don't know what to say. Well, I have no expectations for you. Just hope that you live in peace and happiness and spend more time with us as filial sons."

What a simple yet sincere blessing! He Zhaojun wanted to laugh. It seemed that after all these things, Emperor Wen's wishes for them had changed from high hopes at the beginning to persuading them not to work so hard.

"Father!" He Zhaojun called out obediently, staring at the red lacquer plate in front of Emperor Wen, not knowing what good things were under the red silk.

She started the conversation, and the six people started to shout and raise their cups to toast Emperor Wen. While Emperor Wen was surrounded by the three young men, the three women gathered together.

"Sister Zhaojun, you once said we'd get married on the same day. Do you remember?" Shao Shang recalled their first encounter, one attending court under Empress Xuan, the other studying in Yongle Palace. They'd indeed made a promise. Although they'd already held their wedding banquet, unexpected events had finally brought their promise to fruition.

Jin Yuji pulled out the contract He Zhaojun had written to her earlier. It bore both of their fingerprints. "I also said I'd marry you on the same day. It seems you're truly trustworthy."

He Zhaojun chuckled. As the saying goes, there's no coincidence in the world. It seemed their fate had been predestined from the very beginning. Regardless of the tit-for-tat or the tense situation, by this point, the three of them had become inseparable and best friends.

"Or, let's run away and have a drink." He Zhaojun drank a glass of yogurt and smacked her lips. This kind of yogurt has too low a alcohol content and won't make her drunk even if she's full. Today is a singles' get-together for a few people. After tonight, they will really get married and enter a new stage in their lives.

He Zhaojun took out the Thousand Miles Drunk, which hadn't been diluted with water, and warmed the wine, intending to heat the cup. However, just as she poured the hot wine into the cup, it shattered with a barely perceptible sound, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him. Cao Cheng bowed to the ground and said with sadness in his voice: "Ladies, Queen Xuan is critically ill!"