In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the world was in chaos.
Liu Wei transmigrated to become a prince of the Eastern Han, initially framed by Empress Dowager He and granted the barren and dangero...
May your good marriage last forever, and may you be a perfect match.
"Look at the peach blossoms in full bloom today, a perfect day for a happy home!"
May your descendants flourish and prosper in the years to come!
"With this vow to grow old together, I write this on fine paper."
"Let the vows made under the red leaves be recorded in the marriage register."
"This certificate!"
Yao Guangxiao loudly recited the wedding vows.
With each sentence he read, dozens of loud-voiced soldiers behind him relayed it.
Waves of sound echoed above the crowd.
Many people don't understand what it means.
However, everyone surely knows that this carries a beautiful meaning and blessing, and it feels very elegant.
At this moment, Yao Guangxiao looked like a holy monk, chanting Buddhist hymns from the Western Regions.
"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"
"Second bow...Second bow to the mountains and rivers!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
"The ceremony is complete!"
Guided by Yao Guangxiao, more than 5,000 couples, including Liu Wei and Diao Chan, completed their wedding ceremonies both inside and outside Shanwu City.
"My husband!"
Diao Chan parted her lips slightly, her eyes brimming with tears, her brows furrowed with affection.
"My wife!"
Liu Wei smiled slightly, her expression full of affection.
Next, countless bonfires were lit on the vast lawn outside Shanwu City.
The aroma of fine wine wafts through the air, and the scent of meat fills the air.
Tens of thousands of Han and non-Han soldiers and civilians were singing and dancing outside Shanwu City, creating a sea of joy.
What a magnificent scene of unity among all ethnic groups!
After a joyful day, night gradually falls.
Five thousand couples, emboldened by the alcohol, some embraced and entered the tent camp, some sat in the woods, and some by the river...
They used the sky as their blanket and the ground as their bed.
They used it as their new home anytime, anywhere.
The waters of the Qingshui River, accompanied by primal shouts, constantly crash against the rocks on the bank, rising and falling.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh!
Tonight, in the midst of goodness, thousands of people simultaneously wield weapons, amidst boundless springtime exuberance.
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