Chapter 162 The Princess's Wedding After Hongxi and Hongjin's wedding, it was time for...
After Hongxi and Hongjin's wedding, it was time for the eldest princess to get married. Cheng Qianyue only rested for a couple of days before getting busy with this again. However, being busy with Wulinzhu's wedding was much easier than being busy with the two princes' weddings, because she didn't need to avoid suspicion.
Besides Cheng Qianyue's own efforts, Yinreng was also determined to give the eldest princess a grand and prestigious departure from the Forbidden City. Last year, before setting the wedding date, he bestowed upon Wulinzhu the title of Princess Gulun and ordered the construction of a princess's residence outside the palace. This year, with the wedding approaching, he further ordered the Imperial Household Department and the Ministry of Rites to elevate the wedding ceremony for Wulinzhu beyond the standard for a Princess Gulun. It's said that the memorials requesting the revised ceremony were rejected several times.
Cheng Qianyue was naturally delighted to hear this. Wulinzhu had lived in Yongshou Palace for so long, and she truly treated her like her own daughter. Now that her daughter was getting married, the scale and grandeur of the occasion would be as immense as possible! Besides the grand wedding ceremony, the eldest princess's dowry would also be substantial. Needless to say, there were the Empress's belongings given by Yinreng, and Cheng Qianyue herself had also prepared ample items for Wulinzhu. Not to mention gold and silver jewelry, even pots, pans, and household furnishings would be provided in every way imaginable and perfect.
Hmph, the Fucha family should be eternally grateful to have married a royal princess like her!
June arrived in the blink of an eye, and there were only a few days left until Wulinzhu's wedding. Cheng Qianyue suddenly remembered an important matter: to give Wulinzhu a sex education lesson. In ancient times, this was called "the bottom of the chest," or, to put it more elegantly, "erotic pictures."
Cheng Qianyue flipped through the booklet in her hand. Tsk, she always thought ancient society was incredibly feudal, but sometimes this feudal society would unexpectedly crack a hole in her stereotypes. Look at these pictures! The ancients were quite adept at creating all sorts of elaborate works. And not only were there illustrations of the human body, but there were also thoughtful annotations and explanations beside them.
Cheng Qianyue nodded with great satisfaction, then went to the east side hall to find Wu Linzhu, clutching the erotic picture book.
Wulinzhu was doing needlework in her room. With her marriage fast approaching, she felt a vague sense of unease—could she manage the princess's residence well? Would her husband treat her well? How should she treat the Fucha family?
Although she tried to encourage herself, those thoughts would still pop up from time to time. Later, she realized this wasn't good, so she simply started doing needlework to calm herself down.
Wulinzhu inserted the needle into the red silk and began embroidering stitch by stitch, thinking that this handkerchief could also be considered a wedding handkerchief, and she would take it out with her once it was finished in the next couple of days. After embroidering for a while, she looked up and saw Cheng Qianyue coming in. She quickly put down the embroidery circle in her hand, stood up and said, "Mother Cheng."
Cheng Qianyue walked over and said, "I came to see you and brought you something important." She sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and picked up a half-embroidered handkerchief from the kang table, saying, "These mandarin ducks are embroidered so well."
Ulinzhu smiled sheepishly, "I'm sorry to have made Cheng Eniang laugh."
Cheng Qianyue asked her with concern, "You're getting married soon, how are you feeling?" She patted her hand and said, "Don't be afraid, the future will definitely be good."
Wulinzhu said, "Mother Cheng, don't worry, I'm not afraid." She was a princess of the imperial family; her father was the current emperor, her mother was the empress, and after her mother's death, she was cared for by a noble consort. It could be said that there were few women in the world with a higher status than her. Therefore, she wasn't afraid; she was just a little nervous about the future, after all, marriage was her first.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be putting on a brave face, Cheng Qianyue smiled and nodded, then took the erotic picture and handed it to her, saying, "I thought that the maids serving you these past two years have been incompetent and ignorant, so I brought you a good book."
nice one?
Wulinzhu was taken aback. She took it and saw it was a booklet, but there wasn't a proper name on it. She flipped through it a few times, and when she realized what she was looking at, she slammed the booklet shut, her face slightly flushed, and whispered, "Mother Cheng! What kind of things are drawn in here?!"
Cheng Qianyue gestured for Ruodie to take everyone out of the room, and then spoke privately to Wulinzhu: "What's there to be ashamed of? It's only natural for husband and wife to have sex. You should learn before you get married, and your husband should learn too. Only after you learn will you know the joy in it."
Ulinzhu felt like her ears were about to burst into smoke.
Cheng Qianyue continued, "On the day of the wedding..." She smiled and lowered her voice, "Whatever makes you feel comfortable, just tell the prince consort to do it."
Ulinzhu: ......
Seeing that Wu Linzhu was too embarrassed to stay any longer, Cheng Qianyue stood up and patted Wu Linzhu's head. "You must read this book, you know?" Only after Wu Linzhu nodded like a quail did she leave.
After Cheng Qianyue left, Wu Linzhu touched her face and felt it was burning hot. Her gaze kept drifting towards the booklet, and as she looked, her face grew hotter again.
On June 26th, Wulinzhu's wedding took place as scheduled. A grand and imposing procession emerged from the Forbidden City, showcasing to the world the magnificence and extravagance of the current princess's wedding. Cheng Qianyue watched Wulinzhu, dressed in magnificent attire, bid her farewell, and couldn't help but shed tears. She thought that if the Empress were watching from heaven, she would be gratified to see her eldest princess married.
Three days later, Wulinzhu and her husband, Fucha Fuqing, returned to their parents' home. Fuqing went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, while Wulinzhu went to the Yongshou Palace. As soon as Wulinzhu arrived, Cheng Qianyue couldn't wait to ask her, "Wulinzhu, have you been enjoying your stay at the Princess's residence these past few days?"
Ulinzhu replied gently, "My daughter feels everything is fine."
Cheng Qianyue looked around, unsure whether it was just her imagination or genuine feeling, but she couldn't shake the impression that Wu Linzhu had changed a lot. Could it be because she was getting married and dressed differently? However, Wu Linzhu's complexion did look remarkably good.
Ulinzhu felt embarrassed by her gaze and said softly, "Mother Cheng, please don't look at me like that."
"Alright, alright, Mother won't look anymore," Cheng Qianyue agreed, then asked her softly, "How does the Prince Consort treat you?"
Ulinzhu smiled shyly, "It's fine."
Cheng Qianyue then asked, "Is it harmonious in bed...?" A disharmonious sex life is no good. Of course, the focus is on Wulinzhu's experience. But considering the prince consort is a guard, his physique should be quite good. If the prince consort isn't up to par... ugh... she'd better not jinx it.
Ulinzhu blushed, and although she didn't reply, she nodded slightly.
Cheng Qianyue was immediately relieved.
Wulinzhu cleared her throat and continued, "For the past three days, my husband and I have been staying at the Princess's residence. I told him that after returning to the Forbidden City today, I would accompany him to visit the Fucha residence tomorrow."
Cheng Qianyue nodded and said, "If you have such good intentions, the Prince Consort should be happy." Wulinzhu is an extremely considerate person; she will definitely repay the Prince Consort for his kindness. The Prince Consort wouldn't dare to treat her badly anyway, but Wulinzhu is so considerate of him, he will probably be grateful. If the two of them are like this, their future relationship will definitely be good.
Wulinzhu smiled and nodded. Only by meeting the Fucha family could she establish a connection. She remembered what her mother, Cheng, had told her, saying that the Emperor also had high hopes for her...
After a while, a message came from outside that the prince consort had come to escort the princess out of the palace. Cheng Qianyue simply had someone bring Fu Qingxuan in. It must be said that the prince consort chosen by Yinreng was indeed good; he looked strong, healthy, and handsome, and was a perfect match for Wulinzhu.
She looked at the young couple gently and said, "I will not be the Queen Mother of the West who hinders the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. You should both go back."
Wulinzhu stood up, bowed, and looked gently at Fu Qing, saying, "Your Highness, let's go."
After Wulinzhu got married, the person who was least able to adjust was Moyaqi. Especially on the day Wulinzhu returned home, Moyaqi and the other princesses were still in class at Yuhua Pavilion. When they returned after class, they found that their sister and brother-in-law had both left.
Moyaqi said unhappily, "Really, I should have taken the day off today. I have so much to say to my older sister."
Cheng Qianyue poked her forehead and asked, "So what do you want to say to your older sister?"
Moyaqi's eyes darted around, and she tilted her head back, saying, "Anyway, I have a lot to say."
Cheng Qianyue hummed in agreement without pressing further, patted the seat next to her to signal her to sit down, and then said, "I've thought of everything. Let your eldest sister and brother-in-law spend some quality time together these days. When you have your day off in the middle of next month, I'll send you and He Hui to your eldest sister's princess residence for a visit. You can say whatever you want and ask whatever you want then."
"Really?" Moyaqi said with a look of surprise, hugging Cheng Qianyue's arm and shaking it from side to side. "Mother, you are so good to me."
Cheng Qianyue snorted at her, "Now you know how good your mother is, right?" She was much more thoughtful than these children.
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After several joyous events in the first half of the year, the Forbidden City gradually returned to a state of tranquility. With the approaching height of summer, even fewer people moved about in the palace, making it even more peaceful.
Cheng Qianyue sat in front of the ice chest and ate watermelon, feeling that it was quite nice to live the days peacefully like this. Although the Forbidden City in summer was not as lively as Changchun Garden, it was still much better than the "lively" atmosphere before.
However, these kinds of things can't be ignored. One minute you're feeling content with your peaceful life, the next minute God will strike you like a bolt from the blue. And sure enough, Cheng Qianyue got struck by lightning today.
Around noon, Lin Quan'an rushed into the hall in a panic and reported, "Your Majesty, something has happened outside."
Cheng Qianyue sat up straight and asked, "Why are you in such a panic? What happened?"
Lin Quan'an hurriedly said, "This servant heard that His Majesty was furious during the morning court session this morning, and summoned many officials to reprimand them afterwards. At this moment, more than ten ministers are kneeling outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
Huh? Why is that? Did a natural disaster strike outside the palace or something?
Cheng Qianyue frowned, and then asked, "Do you know why?"
Lin Quan'an cautiously raised his head and said softly, "This servant has heard that a minister has requested the establishment of a crown prince today."
Cheng Qianyue: !!!
But before she could ask any further questions, a message came from outside saying that the head eunuch of the Yangxin Hall was requesting an audience. A moment later, Jing Shun rushed in as if his pants were on fire.
Jing Shun, panting, bowed and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor requests your presence at the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
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