Hearing Meng Jingqi’s loving words, Yang Mengchen’s heart was filled with emotion, and her eyes gradually moistened.
Feeling the stir of emotions from Yang Mengchen on his back, Meng Jingqi’s heart ached with pity and some sadness. He longed to take her home without care for anything else, but reason eventually triumphed over emotion, and he carried her steadily, his eyes unwaveringly fixed on Long Xuanmo.
"Ah Jiu is my life. With Ah Jiu, my life persists; without Ah Jiu, my life ceases!" Long Xuanmo declared resoundingly.
Many onlookers, especially the maidens, originally felt that Long Xuanmo was underselling himself. Even if Yang Mengchen had done a great deed for the country and the people, it could not change the fact of her low birth. To become Long Xuanmo’s concubine was already reaching the skies. They did not expect her to become Long Xuanmo’s one and only official wife, naturally leaving them dissatisfied and resentful.
Now that the Crown Prince of Qing’an had personally declared Yang Mengchen a princess of a nation, and Long Xuanmo had made such a vow in public, besides envy and jealousy, no one dared to utter another word.
Meng Jingqi nodded slightly, "This Crown Prince believes your word is as good as gold!" He then carefully handed over Yang Mengchen to Long Xuanmo.
Caring for her as if she were a rare treasure, Long Xuanmo held Yang Mengchen and seated her in the phoenix palanquin, took the festive shoes brought from Chen Prince Mansion by the matchmaker, squatted down, and personally changed her shoes before mounting his horse.
With the oath still echoing in their ears and seeing Long Xuanmo, a prince of such stature, doing all this for Yang Mengchen, the elders laughed through tears, feeling somewhat consoled.
The Yang family brothers nodded in satisfaction, gradually changing their attitude towards their sister’s husband-to-be.
Having long known that he and she were fated but not destined, he chose to let go. Being able to become siblings was the best for both him and her. Staring at Yang Mengchen in the phoenix palanquin, Meng Jingqi felt a sense of loss, but more than that, he felt blessing.
Next to him, Meng Hanyue sighed inwardly. Her eldest brother had always been reserved in his emotions, shunning all women, and it was not easy to find a woman who touched his heart, only to choose to bless her in the end. She felt heartache for her brother.
Among the bridal escorts, Hua Ziyu wore a gentle smile. Since fate was not on his side, he would keep her in the deepest part of his heart forever, and turn around to let his mother choose a match for him to prevent further worry.
Amidst the sound of drums and music, the palanquin set off. The Yang and Luo families, along with the Situ brothers, Meng Jingqi’s brothers, and Nangong Lingfei as bridal escorts, rode treasured steeds behind the phoenix palanquin, seeing off their beloved sister to her wedding. Whether handsome, valiant, charming, or refined, each of them was outstanding, dignified, and lofty, causing the hearts of girls and young wives on both sides of the street to flutter with shyness.
The wedding procession circled the imperial city before returning to Chen Prince Mansion at the auspicious time. The Emperor, Empress Dowager, and Empress sat in the main seats, with Old Man Wuwei, Master Jingkong, Grand Prince and Prince Ning, and others sitting on the side, all showing happy and contented smiles as they watched the couple walk in slowly. fгeewebnovёl.com
After the bowing ceremony to Heaven and Earth, Long Xuanmo took Yang Mengchen back to their bridal chamber.
Steadying his nervous yet expectant heart, Long Xuanmo held the censer and gently lifted the auspicious phoenix veil from Yang Mengchen’s head, his eyes immediately fixating on her unwaveringly.
"Princess Chen is so beautiful!" someone exclaimed.
No wonder Prince Chen was adamant about marrying Princess Chen and declared her to be his only wife for life. Who wouldn’t treasure a woman of such stunning beauty?
Yang Mengchen’s lips were red, teeth white, and her skin was as smooth and delicate as silk satin. Under the candlelight, her beautiful face reflected a soft glow, and her clear eyes sparkled like stars. With her noble and elegant demeanor and the dazzling bridal attire, she appeared to be a celestial fairy, exquisitely ethereal.
Yang Mengchen was already a bit nervous, and now seeing Long Xuanmo staring at her so intently, with continuous praise from those around, she grew even more so, her face blushing. But within her heart, surges of joy and sweetness welled up.
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