He missed Yun'er in his past life, thinking that he could make up for it when he came back.
Ultimately, once you miss a moment, you miss a lifetime, and there will be no chance for future lives.
At the plum blossom poetry gathering before the New Year, the Empress Dowager selected several noble ladies for him, but he didn't even glance at them.
"Your Majesty, it is already past noon. Prince An and Marquis Yongyi have already set off to fetch the bride. This servant will assist you in changing your clothes."
Zhu Dan stood up. He hadn't slept all night and hadn't eaten for several meals. He felt dizzy and swayed a few times. Zhang Zhongwei was so frightened that he rushed forward to help him, but Zhu Dan pushed him away, saying, "I'm fine."
He walked step by step on the gleaming bluestone slabs, his slender body heading towards the imperial bedchamber.
Zhang Zhongwei sighed softly, "Love is a dangerous thing."
Unrequited love is even more harmful.
...
Outside the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, Lu Xiaoyun dismounted from her tall horse and was quickly surrounded by the crowd. She was dressed in a bright red auspicious robe, wearing a golden crown and a jade pendant at her waist. She was radiant and elegant, with a tall and straight figure like a pine tree. Her handsome face was radiant and a gentle smile was on her lips.
The onlookers were stunned. Was this still the same Prince An? Where was the cold-blooded and ruthless "Number One Demon King of Shengjing" who used to make children cry and strike fear into the hearts of all?
He seemed gentle and refined, with a soft face and beautiful eyes that looked like they were about to overflow with tears.
Amidst the commotion and the commotion at the gate, the gate of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion slowly opened, and a handsome man with a strong back carried his bride in a wedding dress, phoenix coronet, and embroidered robe.
Although the bride's face was covered by a bright red veil, her figure was light and graceful as she lay on Lu Shizi's back. Her slender waist was tied with a silk ribbon, and her ten fingers, like tender scallion tips, gently rested on her brother's shoulders.
I have long heard that Princess Zhenguo is incomparably beautiful. Now, in this fiery red wedding dress, even if I can't see her face, I can imagine the myriad charms under the red veil.
The city's vibrant flowers instantly lost their color.
Lu Yucheng carried his younger sister to Prince An and gently put her down. He placed one of his sister's small, white hands in Prince An's hands, held their hands tightly, and looked into Prince An's eyes. He said solemnly, "Your Highness, I entrust my sister to you today. Please love her, cherish her, protect her for the rest of her life, and never betray her again."
Tears welled in Lu Xiaoyun's eyes, but she quickly pushed them away, saying, "Don't worry, brother, I will."
Lu Yucheng knew he shouldn't say anything unlucky today, but he still couldn't help but say, "If one day Your Highness treats my sister the same way you did last time, even though I am but a lowly mortal, I would dare to shake Your Highness's great tree!"
Even if it means being shattered to pieces!
"Okay," Lu Xiaoyun said, offering only one word.
“Brother…” Zhu Yu gently tugged at Lu Yucheng’s hand.
“Brother is here,” Lu Yucheng said softly, closing his eyes and turning his head away to wipe away the tears that welled up in his eyes. “Brother has always been here.”
Qi Wanting held the little bundle of joy and gently squeezed her husband's hand.
"Brother, don't worry, I'll be fine. The prince and I will always be fine."
“Okay…” Lu Yucheng choked up again.
Lu Xiaoyun held Zhu Yu's hand with her ten fingers and helped him into the bridal sedan chair carried by eight men.
The bright red sedan chair, with its bright red silk curtains adorned with vibrant red and gold "double happiness" characters and auspicious patterns, and the walls decorated with a "Qilin delivering a child" motif, with the pagoda top reflecting the light and each of the four corners adorned with a large colorful ball.
Ladies led the way, and flower petals rained down from the sky, filling the city with joy.
Today, the phantom was unusually cheerful, no longer as aloof as before and refusing to be touched. Even when a child curiously approached to touch its mane, it would only snort lightly and not kick the person away.
Lu Yuyan's wedding procession was right behind Lu Xiaoyun and Zhu Yu's procession.
The procession stretched for miles in red, with carriages lined up from one end of the street to the other in perfect order.
Inside the palace, Zhu Dan had already bathed and changed into a brand-new brocade robe. He stood quietly on the high steps, watching two perfect couples walk hand in hand down the red carpet toward him.
He clenched his hands in his sleeves, took several deep breaths, and forced down his agitated mind.
The Empress Dowager stood beside him and glanced at him slightly: "Your Majesty, they have arrived."
Zhu Dan nodded: "Yes, Grandmother."
"Your subject (your daughter) (granddaughter) pays respects to the Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager, and the Emperor. May the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager live a thousand years, and may the Emperor live ten thousand years."
Two couples knelt before them.
Zhu Dan stared intently at Lu Xiaoyun. In this Great Zhou Dynasty, separated by two thousand years, he was the ruler and she was the subject, and she was kneeling before him.
"Your Majesty," the Empress Dowager gently reminded him.
Zhu Dan didn't hear it. He recalled that in modern times, for four years of university and two years of graduate school, a total of six years, they were inseparable. Their figures could be seen on almost every table in the university library, and they had explored every corner of the school.
We dreamed about the future together, and we even went to a bridal shop together to look at pristine white wedding dresses.
We volunteered together and taught classes to children at an orphanage together.
Below the high platform, the ministers in their crimson robes looked at each other, wondering what was wrong with the young emperor at the head of the table.
"Your Majesty!" The Empress Dowager raised her voice slightly.
Zhu Dan suddenly came to her senses and rushed forward to help Ayan and Ruoling up, then went to help Zhu Yu and Lu Xiaoyun up.
Suddenly, he whispered in Zhu Yu's ear, "If it weren't for my grandmother saying that she would order your death if I dared to marry Yun'er, I would never have let go."
Zhu Yu, under the bright red veil, trembled slightly and looked at Zhu Dan. The warm morning sun of May shone on him, but he exuded a chill.
Zhu Dan whispered in his ear, "Fourth Brother, I hope you can keep your word and treat her well. Otherwise, what does the throne matter? What does the country matter? I'll give up all of that and still take her away!"
Zhu Yu smiled and said, "You don't have that chance."
Lu Xiaoyun said softly, "I won't give you that chance either."
Zhu Dan suddenly laughed, and in the end, the laughter grew louder and louder until tears welled up in his eyes.
Ruoling stood next to Ayan, separated by him, and couldn't hear what they were saying.
On the eighth day of the fifth month of the first year of Jianyan, at the second quarter of Shen time, an auspicious day and time, in the Great Zhou Imperial Palace, the new Emperor Zhu Dan personally presided over the wedding of His Highness Prince An of Great Zhou, Princess Zhenguo, Marquis Yongyi, and Princess Ruoling.
...
As dusk settled, the elaborate wedding ceremony finally came to an end, and the crowd escorted the two newlywed couples back to their respective residences.
Zhu Yu was completely exhausted.
So this is what it's like to be a woman and get married. I'm so hungry.
Inside the Prince An's mansion, red silk fluttered in the wind, red gauze curtains cast shadows, beaded curtains hung lightly, and palace lanterns swayed.
"Congratulations, Your Highness and Your Highness! May you be blessed with a son soon!" All the servants greeted them with auspicious words as they walked along the way.
"Cook a bowl of noodles and add two poached eggs," Lu Xiaoyun instructed, then whispered in Zhu Yu's ear, "Are you starving?"
Zhu Yu nodded slightly. When he got up early, Li Feng stuffed a few pieces of chestnut cake into his mouth, and he hadn't even had a sip of water since then. He was starving.
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