Red silk is fluttering, gongs and drums are roaring, today is Su Jingyao's wedding day.
From afar, the winding team looked like a long red dragon, stretching into the distance.
Leading the way was a group of attendants in gorgeous attire, holding various flags embroidered with exquisite patterns that fluttered in the wind.
Next came a series of gorgeously decorated carriages, each filled with a dazzling array of dowries, with boxes and baskets stacked like mountains, even inlaid with gold and silver.
The dowry in the boxes included exquisite silk brocade and countless gold and silver jewelry, each piece of which was exquisitely crafted.
There are countless jewels and jade articles, with round pearls, sparkling gems and warm jadeite, which complement each other and are dazzling.
In addition to these, there are also various antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and classic books, all of which demonstrate the elegance and cultural heritage of the Shangshu Ling Su family.
The whole team moved forward slowly and orderly, and the people were all amazed at the magnificence of the ten-mile red wedding dress and the richness of the dowry.
Su Jingyao sat upright in the wedding sedan. There was no custom in Jun country for women to wear a red veil when they got married. Usually they would just cover their faces with a round fan. And as a concubine, she did not need to perform rituals such as the couple's greetings with the prince.
The prince only needs to come to pick up the bride, and after arriving at the Eastern Palace, Su Jingyao will be carried into her bedroom.
The prince welcomed the guests in the main hall of the East Palace.
The journey was long, and Su Jingyao had so many accessories on her head that it was really uncomfortable, but she had no choice but to endure it.
Su Jingyao, who was in the sedan chair, could only judge her location by the sounds from the outside world.
When the sounds of gongs and drums gradually faded away, the servants carrying the sedan chair turned many corners and finally arrived at Xiyan Palace.
Supported by Miaoyun, Su Jingyao walked into the palace and sat on the wedding bed, never putting down the round fan in her hand.
This time, Su Jingyao brought the four maids Miaoyun, Miaoxia, Miaoyue and Miaoxue and Nanny Li to the East Palace. This is the benefit of the marriage granted by His Majesty. There is no limit on the woman's dowry and the maids she brings with her.
After everyone had left, she gently put down her fan, her beautiful eyes moving as she carefully examined the layout of the bedroom.
The floor is covered with gorgeous and soft carpets, and the walls are hung with exquisite paintings with delicate brushstrokes and lifelike appearance.
The headboard of this wedding bed is also exquisitely carved and even inlaid with the finest pearls and gems. The soft silk bedding is embroidered with exquisite patterns and feels delicate and smooth.
There is a set of exquisite tables and chairs placed by the window, and on the table there is a vase filled with fresh flowers, emitting bursts of fragrance.
The entire bedroom is decorated in a festive yet elegant, gorgeous yet warm manner.
It seems that the prince has done a good job in saving his reputation.
It’s just that the name of this palace isn’t nice, Xiyan?
The name of the palace for a young woman like her is actually Xiyan. It seems that the prince dislikes her very much.
Su Jingyao sat there for an unknown amount of time before she finally heard a noise coming from outside the door. She quickly picked up the round fan and covered her face.
The protagonist of tonight finally arrived.
Jun Zechen stepped into the bedroom, his handsome face without the slightest smile.
Today's wedding banquet was arranged by the emperor, and Su Jingyao is the daughter of the Shangshu and a noble lady from an aristocratic family. For the prince, even if he is reluctant, he has to accept it.
As the crown prince, although he has great power, he also has greater responsibilities.
After Jun Zechen came in, he stood in the distance and looked at Su Jingyao who was sitting quietly on the bed with complicated eyes.
The round fan obscured her face, making it difficult to see her true appearance.
All that could be seen was the dazzling pearl hairpins on the woman's head, which looked extremely luxurious, and the crimson wedding dress that perfectly outlined her slender waist, showing off her beautiful figure.
The woman's hands holding the round fan were slender, long, white and tender, with a faint pink color on her fingertips, which made her look pitiful and cute.
She sat with such graceful posture that no one could find any fault with her.
Jun Zechen walked casually to Su Jingyao, his eyes calm, and nonchalantly took the fan from her hand and threw it aside.
This sudden and disrespectful action startled Su Jingyao, and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes.
Her beautiful eyes were wide open, filled with fear after being startled.
Her eyelashes fluttered unconsciously, like petals trembling in the wind, and the action of biting her lower lip revealed her inner tension and anxiety.
"I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Her voice was soft and trembling slightly.
Jun Zechen had originally heard that the eldest daughter of the Su family was extremely beautiful, but he had been accustomed to seeing beauties since he was a child. To him, a woman's character was more important than her appearance.
After taking away the fan, he did not expect that underneath the fan was such an exquisite face.
Her makeup is exquisite, her face is rosy, her lips are red like apricots, her eyes are bright and her teeth are white. She looks bright, attractive, lively and charming.
Jun Zechen's heart couldn't help but tremble.
Although he was distracted for a moment, he still maintained a stern expression.
Beautiful faces are but a dream in life and will eventually fade away with the passage of time. Even if the beauty at this moment is confusing, it will not shake his heart.
Jun Zechen came here today just to explain things to her.
"Get up." His voice was calm and low.
Su Jingyao stood up slowly, but her eyes were always on the prince's actions. Seeing that the prince was still standing, she felt a little uneasy and did not dare to sit down rashly.
After hesitating for a moment, she timidly asked, "Your Highness, would you like to sit down?" Her voice was so soft that it seemed as if only she could hear it.
Jun Zechen stared at her quietly for a moment, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. His stern face showed no expression, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.
The eldest daughter of the Su family is delicate and fragile, and speaks softly. Jun Zechen dislikes this kind of woman the most.
Isn't this the character of the concubine in my father's palace? However, the concubine is completely different in front of my father and in front of my mother.
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