This was the day of Feng Qingyun and Rong Xiao's joyous occasion.
As the sun rose in the east, a procession dressed in gorgeous red could be seen from afar, slowly making its way through the bustling street amidst the booming of firecrackers.
Leading the way, Feng Qingyun, with a gentle and refined expression, was filled with joy. His wedding robes, adorned with flowing gold patterns, fluttered in the wind as the sound of horses' hooves carried him toward the palace.
The people eagerly awaited and watched this grand wedding that belonged to the royal family.
Inside the palace, Rong Xiao, as the legitimate princess, naturally had a wedding ceremony that no one else could match.
In Chang Le Palace, the Empress, as the princess's mother, had barely slept all night because her daughter was getting married today. She got up early this morning and came to Chang Le Palace to personally watch the palace servants dress and groom her daughter.
Seeing this scene, the Empress thought of her daughter when she was a child. Her daughter, whom she had cherished for more than ten years, was about to get married today. The Empress was truly happy, but she was also truly sad.
I'm happy that my daughter has found the right person and will be happy for the rest of her life. I'm sad that my daughter is married and won't be able to act spoiled and throw tantrums like before.
As the Empress pondered, the palace maids had already finished dressing her. Seeing her daughter wearing a phoenix crown and wedding dress, a tear seemed to well up in the Empress's eye.
The Emperor arrived at this moment and, seeing the Empress with slightly red eyes, stepped forward to support her.
"Yiran, today is a joyous occasion, you mustn't cry. If our daughter sees you crying, she'll be heartbroken."
The Empress nodded: "I'm fine, I was just a little excited."
The Emperor led the Empress to Rong Xiao's side. Rong Xiao was about to stand up and pay her respects when the Emperor stopped her.
"Today is Xiao'er's wedding day. Your father, as an ordinary father, along with your mother and brother, are here to see you off."
Looking at his meticulously dressed daughter, it would be a lie to say that Rong Yuan wasn't jealous. Such a beautiful daughter, it's such a good deal for that brat Feng Qingyun.
Upon hearing this, Rong Xiao nodded slightly, her eyes warm with emotion.
The time for her wedding was approaching. Rong Xi walked in and knelt down in front of his younger sister.
"Little sister, let your brother carry you out of the palace."
Rong Xiao nodded: "Thank you, brother."
Rong Xi patted her little head: "This is what your brother should do. Be good from now on."
"Um."
Rong Xiao's voice trembled as she slowly leaned against her brother's back.
Rong Xi carried Rong Xiao from Chang Le Palace all the way to the palace gate, with the Emperor and Empress following behind them.
The other people in the palace had originally come to watch the spectacle, but seeing the Emperor and Empress personally escorting the bride, it would be a lie to say they weren't jealous, though they dared not speak out against it.
Outside the palace gates, Feng Qingyun had been waiting for a long time. The handsome young man in red stood tall and straight, staring intently at the palace gates until he saw the large group of people slowly approaching.
Feng Qingyun took a few steps forward, only she knew the excitement she was feeling at that moment.
Rong Xi carried Rong Xiao to the palace gate and put his sister on the ground.
Feng Qingyun stepped forward, gazing at Rong Xiao with tender eyes, as if nothing else mattered to him.
Exquisite eyebrows and eyes, flawless skin, a delicate nose, and cherry-like lips. A red wedding dress accentuated her figure, making her so flawlessly beautiful, so otherworldly.
It wasn't until I heard the coughing next to me that I came to my senses.
Upon seeing that it was the Emperor and Empress personally escorting her, Feng Qingyun quickly bowed.
Rong Yuan: "I'm entrusting my precious Xiao'er to you. After Qingyun, you must not bully Xiao'er. Otherwise, I won't be so easy to talk to, and your father won't listen either."
Feng Qingyun nodded: "Your Majesty, rest assured, Qingyun will never bully Xiao'er in the slightest. From now on, Xiao'er will be the most important person in our family."
The somber atmosphere that had just been felt during the wedding suddenly vanished, and even the Empress couldn't help but shed tears upon hearing it.
Rong Yuan wanted to laugh when he heard this, but he felt it was not serious, so he held back.
"Should I still call you Emperor?"
Feng Qingyun quickly stepped forward and bowed: "Father, Mother, Brother."
The Emperor waved his hand: "Let's go, it's getting late."
"yes.
Feng Qingyun came to Rong Xiao's side, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "My wife, I've come to take you home."
"Um."
Rong Xiao's already rosy face became even more radiant at this moment.
Feng Qingyun held Rong Xiao in her arms and helped him into the sedan chair. She bowed again towards the palace, then leaped and sat firmly on her horse.
He turned the horse around, holding the reins: "Back to the manor."
The wedding procession, accompanied by the joyous sound of suona horns, returned to the Phoenix Prince's Mansion along the same route. The dowry procession from the imperial palace followed behind the wedding procession, heading towards the Phoenix Prince's Mansion.
Only after the procession had gone far away did the Emperor lead the Empress toward Kunning Palace. He knew that the Empress was feeling very complicated, so he wanted to spend more time with her today.
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