Song Yihuan in the carriage was completely unaware of what was happening outside. The carriage carried her and Ji Lingchuan towards the Prince Ning's Mansion.
At the Prince Ning's Mansion, from afar, when the wedding procession was seen approaching, the children cheered.
"Here they come! Here comes the bride!"
Firecrackers were lit. Servants and maids quickly got into position. The carriage slowly stopped outside the main gate of the Prince Ning's Mansion.
Ji Lingchuan stepped out of the carriage first, then turned back and carried Song Yihuan out of the carriage.
Everyone had never seen such a wedding reception form before. Their faces were full of surprise. Shen Jiang and Bai Xisong led people to distribute wedding candies to the onlookers around, smiling as they said,
"This is the wedding custom of Yanyun. On the wedding day, the groom should carry the bride out of her boudoir and all the way to the destination. It symbolizes good luck and a harmonious marriage."
Hearing this, people then knew it was a Yanyun wedding custom. Immediately, someone said,
"This method is great! Marriage is a major event in life. The groom should put in some effort to show his love for his wife. Only then will he cherish her more after marriage."
"I also think it's good. When my son grows up and gets married, I'll follow this method too."
In front, Ji Lingchuan and Song Yihuan each held one end of the colored silk. After stepping over the brazier outside the gate, they were led inside.
The Prince and Princess of Ning had already returned to the mansion and were sitting upright in the main hall, waiting for the approaching newlyweds. Qi Lei was holding Xiangxiang, and Song Yixuan was sitting on the other side, looking out of the main hall gate.
Amid the music, Song Yihuan, wearing a fiery - red Zhuque wedding dress and a Zhuque phoenix crown, and Ji Lingchuan, wearing a golden dragon wedding dress, stepped into the hall in unison and slowly walked forward.
The Princess of Ning instantly tightened the handkerchief in her hand when her gaze fell on the graceful and noble bride.
It was really her.
Song Yihuan.
No, perhaps, now she should be called the "Princess Changhuan" of Yanyun.
Unexpectedly, after four years of twists and turns, the person standing beside Ji Lingchuan was still her. Should it be said that this fate was predestined by heaven? Even if there were many twists and turns in the middle, they would still end up together in the end.
Even so, what if this predestined relationship was finally fulfilled?
The Princess of Ning lifted the corners of her lips and smiled. From then on, she had completely let go in her heart.
Through the red veil in front of her, Song Yihuan vaguely saw the Princess of Ning smiling. The anxiety in her heart was finally completely relieved.
Standing in front of the Prince and Princess of Ning, just as Ji Lingchuan and Song Yihuan were about to pay their respects, suddenly the voice of a eunuch came from outside, "His Majesty has arrived—"
Everyone in the Prince Ning's Mansion knelt down. Ji Zihuan, who had left the palace incognito, walked in from outside, smiling and saying, "Get up, everyone. Today is General Ji's big wedding day. I'm here to congratulate my cousin and sister - in - law. Skip all these formalities."
When Ji Zihuan came, the Prince and Princess of Ning quickly got up and gave the top seat to him.
When Ji Zihuan sat down, Bai Xisong said again, "Our King of Yanyun is far away in Yanyun and can't come to attend the wedding. But he asked me to bring his walking stick, saying that it would be like he was personally watching the princess get married."
As he said this, someone respectfully presented a wooden stick with bells on it and placed it on another empty chair.
Ji Zihuan's expression was a bit strange for a moment, then he smiled and said, "The King of Yanyun is really considerate. In that case, let him watch the wedding with me."
Song Yihuan looked at the very familiar wooden stick. Her heart felt warm.
Feng Tingyun really regarded her as his younger sister. Even though he couldn't come in person on such an important wedding day, he still made his subordinates make full preparations.
Next came the wedding ceremony.
They bowed to heaven and earth, to the kings of Yu and Yanyun, and to their parents.
After bowing to the Prince and Princess of Ning, everyone thought the next step would be the couple to bow to each other. But unexpectedly, the two newlyweds turned in another direction and bowed deeply to the newly - titled Earl Yong'an in the capital city, performing a grand salute as if he were their parent.
Watching Song Yihuan and Ji Lingchuan bow in front of him with his own eyes, Qi Lei's eyes were filled with hot tears. He tightly held an old sachet hidden in his palm and secretly said in his heart,
Xiaowei, do you see? Huan'er is getting married. She has married a good husband who loves and protects her. From now on, she will only enjoy endless wealth and honor and will never suffer again.
"The couple bows to each other—"
Song Yihuan and Ji Lingchuan faced each other. Through the red veil, she could see the man looking deeply at her. His gaze was as fiery as if she had drunk a jar of Que Shen wine.
She shyly lowered her eyes and bent down to complete this bowing ceremony with Ji Lingchuan.
Although this marriage was a union between two countries, it followed the wedding ceremony of ordinary people. After the couple bowed to each other, they were to be sent into the bridal chamber.
Song Yihuan was marrying into the Prince Ning's Mansion and would stay here for three days. On the day of returning to her natal family, she would go with Ji Lingchuan to the Princess Changhuan's Mansion that Ji Zihuan had already prepared for her. From then on, the two of them would live there.
After the bride and groom got up, the master of ceremonies announced, "The ceremony is completed! Send the bride to the bridal chamber—"
Amid the cheers of the guests, Song Yihuan was led by Ji Lingchuan with the colored silk and taken to the Jingtao Courtyard, a place she had never been to before.
The room full of wedding joy was filled with a faint fragrance. Song Yihuan sat on the bed, quietly waiting for Ji Lingchuan to come.
The sound of the water clock ticked in her ears. The sky gradually darkened from bright. Dragon and phoenix candles were lit in the room. The flickering candlelight made the atmosphere even more charming and ambiguous.
Footsteps and the sound of servants saluting came from outside, "Greetings to the heir."
The door made a soft sound. Song Yihuan raised her head and looked forward. She saw the man walking towards her step by step.
Different from when he came to pick her up in the morning, at this moment, with each step he took, the love in his eyes became deeper, so deep that it was almost indissoluble.
Coming in front of her, the man picked up the jade ruyi and lifted the red veil that had always been in front of her. The bright candlelight shone on her face, finally allowing him to see the appearance of his bride clearly.
Her skin was fairer than the snow in the sky, her peach - colored cheeks were full of spring charm, her red lips were plump and shiny, making people couldn't help but want to kiss them. Most importantly, those affectionate and rippling deer - like eyes were filled with his figure at this moment.
He had waited for several years and hoped for several years. Today, she had finally become his wife.
From then on, no one could separate them.
Holding the woman's incredibly soft hand, Ji Lingchuan led Song Yihuan up. All the servants retreated, leaving only the two of them in the room.
After drinking the wedlock wine, Song Yihuan raised her head, reached out and gently hooked the man's belt. She smiled brightly and charmingly and called out that address,
"Hubby, it's getting late. We should go to bed."
After saying that, she took a sharp breath. The man picked her up and carried her to the big bed behind, which was covered with a big red brocade quilt and filled with red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds.
"My lady, I, Ji Lingchuan, will only love you in this life. I will be true to you until death."
It was not the first time they had experienced the intimacy between a man and a woman, but today was different from the past. This was their wedding night, the day of their consummation.
Ji Lingchuan's movements were extremely gentle, full of cherish and love for the woman in his arms.
Their black hair was tightly intertwined with their movements, just like the Zhuque wedding dress and the golden dragon wedding dress on the ground.
The dragon and the phoenix presented auspiciousness, and their love would last forever.
It should have been a charming and passionate wedding night, allowing Ji Lingchuan to finally possess his beloved. However, Song Yihuan suddenly pressed against the man's chest and her face changed.
"My lady, what's wrong with you?" Ji Lingchuan saw that her face was not right, and his heart was in his throat.
Song Yihuan suddenly pushed him away and threw herself to the side, retching!
"My lady, my lady! Someone, go and invite the doctor quickly!"
The bridal chamber was in an instant in a state of chaos. A moment later, Dr. Zhong, who had come to drink the wedding wine, was invited into the room. After feeling Song Yihuan's pulse, Dr. Zhong beamed with joy.
"Congratulations to the heir, congratulations to the heir. The princess is pregnant!"
Ji Lingchuan's face turned green.
His long - awaited wedding night!
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