Chapter 1 The Royal Wedding

Outside Shangjing City, there were lanterns and decorations, ten miles of red makeup, and red satin hung on every branch of Shangjing City. From afar, it was a sea of red festivities.

Countless people knelt down on both sides of the long street and kept saying, "Your highness is thousands of years old."

The long guard of honor could not see the head, and in the middle was a golden dragon with pearls in the big red sedan chair which was carried steadily by eight generals.

The golden dragon sedan chair, eight people carrying the sedan chair - this was the treatment only the empress had.

Countless people were filled with emotion after seeing it. The emperor took in the imperial concubine and used the empress's ceremonial stand.

Back when the emperor was still the crown prince, the imperial concubine entering the east palace was just a step for ordinary people to get married, and even the wedding sedan chair was only carried four times. It was said that the former emperor was very angry at that time, but the crown prince blocked it in a few words on the grounds of diligence and thrift, instead winning unanimous praise from both inside and outside the court.

The palanquin was carried outside the palace gate and steadily lowered.

After half a stick of incense, a eunuch rushed out and said, "What happened? Why hasn't your mother entered the palace? The emperor can't wait!"

Xi niang accompanied her smiling face, "Didn't you say that imperial concubine na, the bride has to hold her temper for half an hour at the palace gate? When the empress was still the crown princess, it took a whole hour and a half to let her in. This is the process of the Ministry of Rites!"

The eunuch was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He said, "What's the process? The emperor is so angry when he sees that his wife is not here! Who dares to hold back his temper for his wife? He is trying to make him angry!"

When the bride heard this, her face turned pale and she shouted, "What should we do? The auspicious time hasn't arrived yet!"

The eunuch waved his hand, "What's the difference between good and bad times? What a dead brain! Come in! We'll all be punished if we wait a little longer!" As he spoke, he signaled the guards to open the palace gate.

The sedan chair was lifted up again and the long red ceremonial stick slowly entered the imperial city.

"Mother, that's the queen's Phoenix Palace." Beside the bridal sedan, a maid whispered to the bride in the sedan.

The bride glanced at the palace wall outside Phoenix Palace through the beaded curtain, and a faint smile rose from her vermilion lips.

The phoenix palace was deserted.

A eunuch stood in front of the kneeling crowd with dust in his arms and read the imperial edict arrogantly, "Pass on the emperor's decree. Today, on the occasion of my wedding, we celebrate the occasion. The empress is unwell and is not fit to go out. Rest in the phoenix palace at ease. I hereby -"

The eunuch's voice dragged long, like a thin blade, across the hearts of every palace in Phoenix Palace.

The woman kneeling at the front fell to the ground and kowtowed. She said calmly, "Your concubine receives the decree."

After the eunuch left, she did not wait for the palace people behind to help her, and then stood up neatly.

"Miss -"

Su Mianyue turned around, looked at her close female official, biwu, and smiled, "What are you doing today? You always look depressed."

Biwu looked at the door hatefully, his eyes red, "A servant is not worth a lady!"

Su Mianyue dismissed the palace people, left Biwu by her side, and picked her chin, "I am here to eat and clothe, why not?"

"Miss!" She stamped her foot angrily, pointed to the door and scolded, "Who doesn't know that miss had a deep love for her majesty? If miss hadn't fought with her life at that time, master xiangye would never have married miss to her majesty."

Biwu said with tears in his eyes. "Well now, miss, you have accompanied your majesty to seize this land, but your majesty wants to enjoy the fruits of your hard work with another woman. Miss, my servant is not willing."

"Are you not reconciled? It's okay, we disgust him too!" Su Mianyue slightly raised the corner of his mouth, a glint in his eyes, "Biwu, let's go."

Before Biwu could figure out what was going on, Su Mianyue strode out of the phoenix palace.

Outside the chaoyang palace, all the imperial concubines were kneeling on both sides of the cloud steps. The chimes and drums kept ringing. On such a festive occasion, the empress was nowhere to be seen.

At the top of the ladder, the young emperor was dressed in a bright red wedding dress. He was tall, handsome and extraordinary. His usually cold face was now like spring weathered water, full of tenderness. He looked down at the woman in the luan bird wedding dress and walked up the stairs step by step, his face brimming with supreme joy.

The bride slowly walked up the steps of the clouds. The emperor reached out his hand and wanted to lead her to the top of the platform. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a clear voice like a jade plate with pearls cut through the scene of joy.

"I congratulate your majesty on your beauty."

Both civil and military officials were shocked, and they all looked at a woman walking slowly up the platform.

She was dressed in a peony brocade dress with birds facing the phoenix. Under the pure gold crown was a small face that had never been painted. She looked like a willow and could be blown down by a gust of wind, but her delicate body was as straight as a pine and cypress.

It was Su Mianyue, the queen of the Tianlan.