Before she knew it, it was time for Yongle and Shen Qingque's wedding. Song Yaozhu really wanted to go and help Princess Xuan or Shen Qingyu as soon as possible, but both sides told her not to go anywhere and just to come and eat at the banquet when the time came.
Song Yaozhu understood their good intentions, but three months had already passed, and her pregnancy seemed quite stable.
Around noon, Xie Liwei took her out to the Xuan Prince's residence for a banquet. The banquet at the Xuan Prince's residence was very lavish, but the Xuan Princess was very considerate. Knowing that she had been vomiting a lot recently, she specially asked her kitchen to prepare a light meal for her.
To show her high regard for her, Princess Xuan specially arranged for her to sit at the head table, causing many ladies and young women to look at this carefree princess with new eyes.
During the meal, some people inevitably whispered among themselves.
"This carefree princess is truly remarkable; even the princess of Xuan values her so highly."
"This marriage might have only happened because of her. Look at the princess, she's so old and still can't get married. If it weren't for her, would the princess have met the young master of the Shen family?"
After she said that, everyone felt that it made a lot of sense.
"If that's the case, then the young master of the Shen family and the princess must have known each other for a long time. If that's the case, then what about the young master of the Cui family?"
"It's probably just a little trick they played to make each other jealous after a fight. Only that Cui boy took it seriously! He doesn't even know how he's good enough for her."
That's what everyone was saying.
"Alright, it's a joyous occasion for them, why bring up this unlucky person?"
The ladies then awkwardly shut their mouths.
After dinner, Song Yaozhu went to Yongle Courtyard to say that she had promised to add some dowry for her, so naturally she wanted to make her look good.
Yongle was so hungry that her stomach was practically sticking to her back. She was sitting in the room, sipping chicken soup slowly. Granny Feng felt sorry for her and chopped the noodles into small pieces, cooking them in the chicken soup so that she could swallow them without chewing.
"Song Yaozhu, you've finally arrived!" Yongle stretched out her arms, wanting Song Yaozhu to hug her, but was slapped away by Granny Feng.
"The princess is about to become the lady of the house, why is she still so childish!"
Yongle pouted his bright red lips, extremely dissatisfied.
Granny Feng took the half-bowl of chicken noodle soup and left, saying, "Don't eat too much, it will be inconvenient to use the toilet today."
After Granny Feng left, Yongle also dismissed the remaining maids in the room.
"I knew getting married was complicated, but I didn't expect it to be this complicated!"
"Isn't it good?" Song Yaozhu asked, tapping her forehead.
"They lifted me up before dawn to do my makeup, and it really hurt when they opened my face! And the fire-avoidance chart my mother gave me wasn't as nice as the storybook Cao Jing gave me."
She mumbled a bunch of things, and Song Yaozhu looked puzzled: "When did you and Cao Jing become so close?"
"She said she wanted to open a security escort agency, but because she was a woman, it was too difficult to establish a female household, so she wanted to ask me to pull some strings. When you ask someone for a favor, you have to give them a gift, so she gave me a bunch of her treasured storybooks."
"......"
At this moment, Song Yaozhu really wanted to pinch her philtrum; she had never seen such a brave woman as Cao Jing.
But then I thought about it again. Food and sex are human nature, and there's no reason why men can be vulgar while women can't appreciate it.
"Then you'd better keep it safe and don't let anyone know, or it will damage your reputation."
After all, society is very demanding of women. If such rumors were to spread, some sensitive girls might just bang their heads against a wall.
"So what if others find out? Let them talk. If they don't read books like this themselves, how will they know what kind of books I read? They're all birds of a feather, don't try to use your moral high ground to criticize this princess!"
If they're so capable, they should cut off their own lineage and become childless! Instead, they slander the women who bore their children, forcing them to remain chaste, while simultaneously indulging in philandering and considering themselves paragons of love. To be honest, they're all despicable men!
Song Yaozhu: "......"
What to do? She actually thinks Yongle's words make a lot of sense.
"Anyone who dares to speak ill of me, I will rip out their tongue!"
"Alright, alright, today is your big day, why are you so angry?"
"Because I wasn't full!"
"......"
After chatting for a while, Song Yaozhu rested in a side room of Yongle's courtyard. Although it was her own courtyard and Yongle felt quite at ease, she couldn't guarantee that there wouldn't be any mishaps today with so many people, so she didn't let Song Yaozhu go to the guests' rooms.
"My aunt's pregnancy was not easy, so I can't let anything happen to her at my wedding, or I'll feel guilty for the rest of my life."
Seeing her like this, Granny Feng couldn't help but show a relieved smile.
“Our little princess has grown up and now knows how to protect people.”
Yongle immediately raised her head proudly, but the heavy floral crown on her head still caused her head to fall backward. If it weren't for the nanny's quick hands and eyes to support her, she might have had to redo her hair.
"My head! I don't want to suffer this again!"
The old woman chuckled, "Does the princess perhaps wish to marry again?"
Yongle snorted: "If Shen Qingque dares to mistreat this princess, I will divorce him and remarry!"
"Ptooey! Ptooey! This is such a joyous day!"
Granny Feng was terrified.
As evening fell, the Shen family's wedding procession arrived, with Cao Zhi serving as best man. The previous issues that had blocked the door were no longer a problem.
The only problem was that a cousin asked the groom to perform a sword dance for everyone.
Nowadays, many scholars love to carry swords, but few of them have sharpened swords, and even fewer can actually wield them. It's not a time of war; diligently studying is the real priority.
Unexpectedly, the groom showed no fear and drew his sword to dance. He was no mere showman; the sword in his hand was like a silver snake, radiating brilliant colors in the afterglow of the setting sun, and every movement was filled with a powerful beauty.
Yongle hid behind a crack in the window, watching in astonishment, thinking to himself that he had struck gold.
After the sword dance ended, the crowd burst into enthusiastic applause. They forgot all about their plan to block the door and rushed to get the young master to take the person away. They couldn't let the person escape!
Inside the room, Yongle hurriedly dropped her bridal veil and was led to the door by the matchmaker. She felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
From this day forward, she is a member of the Shen family.
Firecrackers exploded at the entrance of Prince Xuan's residence, and red paper scraps flew everywhere like snowflakes. Because of Lu Yujie's incident, Prince Xuan's residence had the road cleared in advance, with soldiers leading the way, and the common people watching from afar.
After the bridal sedan chair left, the servants of Prince Xuan's mansion brought out several baskets of copper coins and scattered them at the door.
It was really lively.
Song Yaozhu took Xie Liwei's arm and got into the carriage. "Let's go, Your Highness, we should go to the Shen family for the banquet."
Looking at her smiling face, Xie Liwei couldn't help but ask, "Don't you feel regret?"
"Um?"
"When we got married..."
Song Yaozhu saw the regret in his eyes. When they got married, he didn't know who he was marrying, and he didn't give her a good look.
Song Yaozhu thought that even when she married Yuwen Wuji, there was no such lively scene; he only gave her a formal investiture ceremony. But because it was the early days of the founding of the nation, everything was rushed.
She had no recollection of being reborn into another body, which happened after the wedding.
In that sense, I've never actually experienced the process of getting married.
She leaned on Xie Liwei's shoulder, "Then let's have another wedding after we return to Chenliu!"
Xie Liwei rested his head against hers and laughed, "Okay!"
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