Chapter 166: Getting Married
This wedding was held in the palace.
After each of them bowed in the hall, they would return to the palace for the dinner and then the bridal chamber.
As the legitimate daughter of the An family, An Yunxi had the help of the An family members to prepare various dowries and things needed for the wedding. This wedding was very grand, and even the rich dowry made people envious.
Just from these, we can see how much the eldest daughter of the An family is favored in her family.
Her uncle, the Marquis of Anguo, even rode a horse himself and sent people to clear the way.
He put on a grand show.
In contrast, An Ruxue's wedding seemed much more shabby.
She set out from the small courtyard that the prince bought for Concubine Liu. Although the clothes she was wearing were all prepared by the prince in advance, the embroidery and patterns were far from as exquisite as those on An Yunxi because of the tight schedule.
Even the fabrics used were several grades lower.
An Ruxue was carried out by someone hired by the matchmaker. The prince's men stopped at the door and took her to the sedan chair. The team here only had a few dozen boxes, and no one could see what was inside.
And only An Ruxue knew that those boxes were originally empty.
She and Liu now completely rely on the prince to survive. The An family has no place for them. An Qing died in the sky prison. Even if the murderer is caught, it will not be of any benefit to them.
Because the auspicious time for the wedding was also set at the same time, the prince's carriages and horses also set out at almost the same time, and collided with the wedding procession of Prince Xian's palace.
Both of them were wearing red groom's clothes, and the prince looked at Ling Feng Xian opposite with hostility.
But today was his big day, so the prince quickly turned his head away, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Ling Feng Xian naturally didn't want to argue with him, the palace gate in front opened, and a little eunuch walked in.
"Your Highness, Prince, everything is ready inside, the newlyweds, please come in quickly!"
Ling Feng Xian and Prince Ling Changyue rode their horses almost at the same time.
However, there were too many people carrying the dowry to welcome the bride, and the gate of the palace could not accommodate so many people at the same time.
They had only taken a few steps when people behind them started to push each other, and even the people carrying the sedan chair were affected, causing the sedan chair to sway slightly.
Ling Fengxun suddenly rode his horse and stood in front of the prince's horse.
The prince was stunned, and his expression became a little colder.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
Ling Fengxun didn't waste any words and said directly: "Tell your people to step back and come in later."
The prince instantly understood what Ling Fengxun meant, and his eyes widened slightly, and he was very angry.
"Uncle, this palace gate is not yours. Why can't I go in first?"
"Why?"
Ling Fengxun raised his lips and sneered, "Because I am your uncle."
These words made the prince speechless.
His eyebrows twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times in anger, but he couldn't say a word.
Seeing that he still didn't move, Ling Fengxun's eyes were extremely deep.
"As a prince, don't you know how to give way to your elders?"
The prince couldn't help but get angry when he heard Ling Fengxun put such a big hat on his head, and his head swelled, but he could only hold back his anger and rode his horse back a few steps.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Back off!"
The people brought by the prince retreated to the entrance, and An Yunxi's wedding procession suddenly became spacious. A group of people swaggered into the palace gate carrying the sedan chair and dowry.
These dowries will be managed by special people in a while, and then sent to the palace intact, so there is no need to worry about them being lost.
After everyone in the Prince's Mansion entered the palace, the prince said coldly, "Let's go, we will go in too."
This was absolutely humiliating for him.
However, the other party's identity was like a mountain pressing on his head. No matter how angry the prince was, he had no capital to challenge Ling Fengxun.
Not long after, everyone finally arrived at the wedding scene that had been prepared long ago.
The emperor will personally preside over this wedding, and all officials will be present. It is unprecedentedly grand.
It's a pity that the people outside the city don't have this opportunity to watch.
Ling Fengxun got off his horse, and then walked to the back of the sedan chair, and then lifted the curtain to look inside.
An Yunxi sat very quietly in the sedan chair.
Her hands were folded and placed on her knees neatly, without moving.
However, from her somewhat pale and tense fingertips, it can be seen that she was also very nervous.
Ling Fengxun slightly raised the corner of his lips, then raised his hand and held An Yunxi's hand.
"Xiao Xier, we're here."
An Yunxi nodded, and the veil covered her face and expression.
All that could be seen was that she lowered her head slightly, and then slowly got off the sedan chair.
She held Ling Fengxun's hand tightly, and the two of them almost intertwined their fingers, reluctant to part.
An Yunxi lowered her head, staring at the tip of her shoes, and was led by Ling Fengxun across a brazier, and then finally stepped into the wedding hall.
Right above, sat the current emperor, Emperor Beiling.
Because the sedan chair had to go around, the An family had already been waiting here.
It was just that with so many high-ranking officials and powerful ministers around, Du, a woman, seemed a little uncomfortable.
At this time, the empress dowager also came over from the side and was invited to a main seat above.
She had a very kind smile on her face, and the emperor stood up and took the initiative to help her sit down.
"Mother, you came at the right time. The bride is here just in time."
The Queen Mother nodded slightly, "I am very happy to see such a grand occasion today. I have lived so long."
The Emperor lowered his eyes, with a hint of deep meaning in them.
"The Queen Mother treats Feng Xian as her own son. You are naturally happy that he is getting married."
The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows, and could even hear a hint of jealousy in the Emperor's tone.
She knew that her son had liked to compare himself with Ling Fengxun since he was young. Although he was much older than him, he always regarded Ling Fengxun as his rival.
She tilted her head slightly and said, "Your Majesty, the auspicious time is approaching."
The Emperor then sat back in his seat.
An Yunxi felt that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at her, but she didn't care too much. As long as Ling Fengxun was by her side, she could be fearless.
A figure also quietly emerged from among the officials. It was An Yunhe, who was wearing the robes of the Imperial Master.
He stood among the courtiers of Beiling Kingdom, looking deeply at the bright red figure beside the current Regent King, and couldn't take his eyes off her.
Wearing a bright red wedding dress, the figure was as beautiful as a painting.
That was his beloved sister in both his lives.
Now, he had to watch her marry someone else again.