Ning Qing got up, dressed, and went to the main room, instructing Caiyun to call the steward.
A moment later, Butler Liu bowed and asked, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
Ning Qing put down her teacup. "Now that His Majesty has issued the decree for the marriage, how are the wedding preparations going?"
Butler Liu replied, "The wedding will be arranged by officials from the Ministry of Rites. On the wedding day, you only need to go to the Princess's residence to complete the wedding ceremony."
Ning Qing muttered to himself: I was so naive. So I'm a live-in son-in-law? Commonly known as a "reverse son-in-law."
Ning Qing was quite shocked. She waved her hand to dismiss everyone, saying she needed some peace and quiet, and that quiet was the most adorable thing to do at that moment.
He was summoned to the palace the next day.
Ning Qing stood in the center of the hall, looking at the middle-aged man sitting in the high seat before her. His two obvious dark circles could not hide the gloom in his eyes, and his face was swollen... looking like he had kidney deficiency and insomnia. This was the current emperor - Wu Yuan.
Ning Qing called out, "Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty."
She pretended to kneel down, slowly bending her knees slightly, thinking to herself: "You bastard, why aren't you coming over and helping your old mother up? Can you bear the thought of me kneeling like this? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Just as Ning Qing gritted her teeth and thought...
A voice rang out, "My dear minister, there's no need for such formalities. You should also marry my son soon. We're all family, no need for such formalities."
Ning Qing straightened up, following the steps offered by the middle-aged man.
Looking at the exceptionally handsome Ning Qing standing in the hall, Wu Yuan gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly: "That old bastard Prince Jin'an certainly knows how to have children."
Wu Yuan intentionally tested Ning Qing by asking a lot of questions, but Ning Qing said that the old emperor was too damn annoying and just brushed them off casually.
Finally, Ning Qing returned to the palace with a cartload of gifts. Looking at the cartload, she thought, "I've spent so much time chatting with you, and this is all you've given me? The old emperor is so stingy."
Five days passed in the blink of an eye, and the wedding day arrived. Early that morning, Ningqing was pulled out of bed by two maids to get dressed and comb her hair...
Ning Qing remained expressionless throughout, looking at herself in the mirror. The original owner had a handsome and dashing face, and was tall enough that she looked perfectly natural in men's clothing.
After getting dressed, Ning Qing looked down at the big red flower hanging on her chest. It was really big and red. She felt like a prize. She controlled her restless hand and silently repeated three times in her heart: Today is a joyous day.
Silently looking up, I tried to ignore the blooming red flowers.
I've walked away from my ruthless ways; today I'm still the coolest guy around.
He lightly leaped onto the horse's back, pulled the reins, flicked the whip, and the horse immediately galloped off at full speed.
After dismounting, a group of people speaking auspicious words and dressed in festive attire surrounded and escorted her into the princess's residence.
He stiffly performed various movements amidst the cacophony of voices from the crowd.
Ning Qing comforted herself: It's okay, I'll just be a mascot puppet for a day.
As darkness fell, Ning Qing was finally taken to the bridal chamber.
I gently pushed open the door and stepped inside. What greeted my eyes was a sea of red, with the most eye-catching feature being a pair of dragon and phoenix candles burning brightly.
Ning Qing slowly approached the wedding bed, where a person sat, wearing a phoenix crown and a red veil embroidered with dragons and phoenixes in gold thread. She wore a red skirt, red satin embroidered shoes, and was extremely charming.
Ning Qing picked up the auspicious title from the table, came to the bedside, and stood there.
Using a ceremonial hook, she gently lifted a corner of the red veil, revealing an excessively beautiful and delicate face.
When their eyes met, those overly clear, moist eyes, filled with a mixture of timidity and curiosity towards a stranger, made Ning Qing's heart flutter slightly.
Ning Qing swallowed hard: Oh my god, this is amazing.
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