but……
Wasn't it said that Prince Gong was already married?
How come they're married again now?
Could it be one of the favored concubines?
With this question in mind, the welcoming soldiers stood ramrod straight.
The local officials of Fucheng were not entirely unprepared. The imperial documents had been delivered to them several months earlier. A lord was coming to Fuzhou, and they dared not be negligent. They kept track of the days and wore their official robes every day, not daring to change them casually.
So when the messenger reported that Yu Nanqing was almost at the city gate, the prefect, wearing his official hat, went to greet him, arriving just in time for Yu Nanqing to reach the city gate.
The wedding procession slowly came to a stop, and even the noisy gongs and drums that had been going on all the way quieted down.
The prefect of Fuzhou was named Yong Dacheng.
He led a group of men, knelt down and kowtowed: "Your humble servant Yong Dacheng greets Prince Gong. May Your Highness be well."
The horse beneath Yu Nanqing trotted along, and Yu Nanqing looked down at them with a haughty gaze: "Today is my wedding day. If Lord Yong doesn't mind, you are welcome to come and sit in my residence."
In other words, he's not going to do anything else today except get married.
Yongda Cheng immediately understood and quickly bowed and kowtowed, saying, "Yes, Your Highness is kind enough to grant me this honor. I will certainly attend."
Yu Nanqing gently tugged at the reins, and the horse continued forward. As they passed the city gate, Yu Nanqing couldn't help but glance back. Seeing the bridal sedan chair steadily following behind, the smile on her lips deepened.
Fucheng exudes a sense of prosperity.
Unlike the bustling city of Beijing, this place exudes a leisurely and carefree tranquility. Street vendors set up stalls, onlookers pause to watch the wedding procession, and young women stroll in twos and threes, all displaying an unhurried and contented demeanor.
They didn't run around excitedly because of the grand wedding procession, but just watched quietly. When flower petals fell in front of them, they would reach out to catch them with a happy smile. When they saw silver coins and wedding candies falling in front of them, they would also bend down to pick them up.
The crowd followed behind the procession, but there was no commotion; everything appeared harmonious.
Su Wanyan initially held back, but eventually, she became too curious and lifted the curtain to catch a glimpse of Fucheng's scenery.
"Look, the bride is showing her face!" A soft, sweet female voice called out as soon as the sedan window was opened.
Startled, Su Wanyan didn't even have time to look before pulling down the curtains.
"Oh dear, I put it down again."
It has to be said that the woman's voice made Su Wanyan's bones melt.
Listening to the noise outside, Su Wanyan straightened up. After sitting in the sedan chair for four hours, her butt was really about to give out.
Fortunately, the sedan chair bearers were capable and carried her steadily, otherwise she would have been jolted around so much.
Just as she was about to stretch, the sedan chair suddenly came to a slow stop, and the sound of gongs and drums also stopped. Su Wanyan quickly withdrew her outstretched hand and straightened her posture inside the sedan chair.
Is this...the place we've arrived at?
"Three cannon salutes herald the arrival of the newlyweds in the grand hall. A blessing for a lifetime together, may our love endure forever. Now, please welcome the bride alighting from the sedan chair—"
The emcee's voice trailed off.
For some reason, Su Wanyan suddenly felt a sense of tension.
Without even a red hat, they just walked out like that?
If she wore a red veil, she wouldn't be able to see anyone else and wouldn't be shy.
A matchmaker's hand reached into the bridal sedan chair, followed by a joyful voice: "Bride, it's time to get out of the sedan chair!"
Su Wanyan steadied herself and was about to place her hand on the matchmaker's hand when the matchmaker suddenly withdrew it.
Su Wanyan: "..."
Suddenly, a familiar hand came into view. It was Yu Nanqing's hand, long and beautiful, with distinct knuckles.
Su Wanyan's heart immediately calmed down. She slightly curved her lips and gently placed her hand in his palm.
Yu Nanqing immediately clenched his fist tightly; his usually warm hand suddenly felt icy cold.
Su Wanyan then realized that she wasn't the only one who was nervous.
The moment their hands clasped, the curtain of the bridal sedan chair was lifted, and the matchmaker's smiling face infected Su Wanyan as well. Her bright eyes and white teeth shone through her smile, like a pure lotus in a pond untouched by worldly affairs.
"Oh my! What a beautiful bride!" the matchmaker exclaimed joyfully. "A perfect match made in heaven!"
Su Wanyan, supported by Yu Nanqing's hand, slowly stepped down from the sedan chair.
Looking up, they saw that the surrounding area was full of onlookers, and Qiu Ye and Huang Ye were handing out wedding candies to them with a group of maids. It was a lively and bustling scene.
Before me stood a vast mansion. Looking up, I saw four large characters boldly engraved on the plaque above the main gate: Prince Gong's Mansion.
Whether Su Wanyan is right or not, this mansion seems to be even larger than the mansions in the capital.
The walls on either side of the main gate alone are twice the size of those in the capital.
On both sides of the mansion gate, there were already maids and servants standing to welcome them. They bowed their heads respectfully, their eyes lowered and their faces full of smiles. Tanaka and Mingyu were responsible for clearing the way in front.
The matchmaker reached out to help Su Wanyan up, but hesitated to touch her because of Yu Nanqing. However, the smile on her face never faded.
"The bridal sedan chair sways gently, accompanied by the sounds of suona horns and drums."
"The bride emerges from the sedan chair like a fairy, surrounded by a profusion of flowers."
As they entered, the emcee kept the atmosphere lively, chanting auspicious words: "The newlyweds and their parents bow to each other, may they be lifelong companions."
"Distinguished guests filled the room with praise, and relatives and friends bowed deeply in respect."
Following Yu Nanqing's footsteps, Su Wanyan, surrounded by a group of people, passed through the front yard and arrived at the main hall of the mansion.
Su Wanyan, who had been maintaining her composure and smile, suddenly brightened up when she saw the person waiting in the hall: "Chi En?"
Not only was Su Chien there, but General Lü Cezhong was also there, as well as some soldiers and major generals from the Dragon Flag Army who had met Su Wanyan before. What Su Wanyan didn't expect was that Si Yang was also there, and standing next to Si Yang was Su He!
Su Wanyan looked at the people who were greeting her in front of the hall in shock. Although she didn't know some of them very well, they were all people she knew.
Isn't the point of getting married to invite people you know to the ceremony?
"Sister!" In a moment of stunned silence, Su Chien rushed down the steps, holding up the two exquisite boxes in her hands, and headed straight for Su Wanyan.
Su Wanyan excitedly took two steps forward, and just when everyone thought the two would bump into each other, Su Chien suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Sister! Today you are getting married to the Prince, and I have specially chosen two gifts for you!"
As he spoke, he excitedly handed over the box in his hand.
Qiu Ye quickly stepped forward, carrying a flower basket, and took the box from him.
"Hahahaha!" Lu Cezhong had changed into a set of Yingxi's casual clothes today. Without his armor, he strode over so leisurely that Su Wanyan thought he looked a bit like a nouveau riche.
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