Chapter 137 Growing Old Together
"Young Master, Young Master! This is a momentous occasion! Please go out and receive the imperial decree!"
The butler rushed into the study, his face filled with barely suppressed elation, his voice still trembling.
"A messenger from the palace has arrived with an imperial decree! His Majesty has bestowed a marriage upon you! You are to marry Lu Zhaoxing, the Empress's younger sister, soon!"
"His Majesty has also bestowed the title of Princess Chang Le upon Miss Lu, and the Master has been promoted one rank. The Madam has been granted the title of Lady of the Imperial Decree. The Master and Madam are currently outside. Please go over there quickly!"
Shen Minghe paused abruptly, then immediately looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment.
His voice tightened slightly: "Butler, what...what did you say?"
"Your Majesty... His Majesty has bestowed a marriage upon me and Zhaoxing?"
“Absolutely true!” the butler exclaimed excitedly.
"The eunuch who delivered the imperial decree hasn't left yet! He's waiting outside. Young master, you and Miss Lu are deeply in love, and now that His Majesty has bestowed this marriage upon you, it's truly a match made in heaven!"
Shen Minghe was overjoyed and rushed out immediately. The eunuch who was delivering the imperial edict handed it to Shen Minghe when he arrived.
Shen Minghe reached out his hand, trembling, and took the bright yellow imperial edict.
He slowly unfurled the imperial edict, his gaze falling on the words "Bestowing the marriage between Shen Minghe and Lu Zhaoxing," and Shen Minghe's lips involuntarily curled upwards.
Those hidden emotions could no longer be suppressed at this moment, turning into a heart full of joy that overflowed from their eyes and brows.
His mind involuntarily conjured up images of Lu Zhaoxing's usual appearance.
Every moment of their meeting vividly appeared before his eyes; those heart-fluttering moments had finally found their perfect ending.
“Good…that’s great…” Shen Minghe looked at the words on the imperial edict repeatedly, his smile growing wider.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement, and secretly vowed that he would treat Lu Zhaoxing well for the rest of his life.
He would protect her for life and never let her suffer the slightest grievance.
The faces of Mr. and Mrs. Shen beside them were also full of joy and relief.
Mother Shen took Shen Minghe's hand, her eyes slightly red, and said, "Minghe, your mother has finally waited for this day!"
“Miss Lu is a good girl. You must treat her well in the future. Don’t let down His Majesty’s grace, and don’t let down her feelings.”
Shen Minghe nodded solemnly, his eyes filled with determination.
"Father, Mother, don't worry, I know. From now on, I will treat Zhaoxing well and never let her suffer in the slightest again."
Shen Minghe raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky, his smile gentle and genuine.
A spring breeze swept through the courtyard, stirring the blossoms within. Petals fluttered down, filling the air with a sweet floral fragrance.
Just like Shen Minghe's mood at this moment, he was filled with joy and anticipation.
He finally met the girl he loved, and spending the years with her was the most beautiful experience in the world.
The auspicious date selected by the Imperial Household Department was just half a month away.
Everyone inside and outside the palace was busy preparing for this imperial wedding. Every day, palace servants from the Imperial Household Department delivered various fine silks, satins, and jewelry.
That afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. Lu Zhaoxing, thinking of her sister's recent illness, offered to go to a shop outside the palace to pick out some of her sister's favorite snacks.
Lu Zhaoxue specially arranged for Chu Huaiyu to send guards to escort her, and also had palace servants accompany Lu Zhaoxing outside the palace, for fear that she might have any mishap.
When the carriage arrived at Begonia Lane next to Zhuque Avenue, Lu Zhaoxing heard that the begonias in the lane were in full bloom, so he asked the driver to stop the carriage so he could get out and walk around and breathe some fresh air.
As soon as you step into the alley, you see crabapple petals fluttering everywhere. The pink and white petals fall on the bluestone pavement, like a soft floral carpet, so beautiful that it's breathtaking.
She was engrossed in watching when she suddenly heard a familiar voice from ahead, tinged with a hint of delighted laughter: "Zhaoxing?"
Lu Zhaoxing suddenly looked up and saw Shen Minghe standing under the crabapple tree not far away, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with a tall and straight figure, carrying an exquisite bundle in his hand.
He was looking at her with a smile, his eyes full of tender warmth.
Lu Zhaoxing blushed, subconsciously lowered her head, her heart began to race uncontrollably again, and she asked softly, "Minghe, what... what are you doing here?"
Shen Minghe walked slowly to her, his gaze falling on her flushed cheeks, and his smile deepened.
Shen Minghe slowly said, "I'm off today and was thinking of buying some of my mother's favorite pastries. I just happened to be passing by here and didn't expect to run into you."
He paused for a moment, then handed the bundle in his hand to Lu Zhaoxing.
"These are some newly published storybooks that I saw on a street corner a few days ago. I know you always like to read these, so I bought them, thinking I would give them to you when I had the chance. What a coincidence that we met today."
Lu Zhaoxing looked up, took the bundle, and gently opened it. Inside were several beautifully bound storybooks. The cover of the first book read: "May we find one true love and stay together until our hair turns white."
Her heart skipped a beat, and she looked up at Shen Minghe, only to meet his burning gaze.
Shen Minghe's eyes revealed undisguised affection, filled with tenderness and expectation: "Zhaoxing, I will definitely not let you down."
Looking at the determination in his eyes, Lu Zhaoxing slowly raised the corners of her lips and nodded gently.
A spring breeze swept by, and petals fluttered down, landing on their shoulders.
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