A life of two souls traveling through time

Chapter 492: King Han’s Wedding

"The south is stable, and there are two small countries, Zhongshan and Xuanmeng, in the north. We can send troops after the new year. When the great cause of the north and south is completed, Xiyue will be able to deal with Jingsong Kingdom with all its strength."

In the Xiyue Palace, Yan Qiao pointed at the map hanging on the wall and said with a smile, "The Xiyue Army has rested and recuperated for more than half a year and it is time to embark on the road of conquest again."

"Zhongshan Kingdom is weak, and its ruler Ji Ziang is timid and cowardly, so they are easy to deal with. But Xuanmeng Kingdom is different. Although it is only a small area, its monarch Yingye is no mediocre person. Recently, I heard that a powerful cavalry appeared in Xuanmeng Kingdom, which defeated the Beidi and made them flee in panic. The person who created this cavalry is Shangguan Jiuyi, the former teacher of the prince of Lang Kingdom. He is now also the national teacher of Xuanmeng Kingdom and the person Yingye respects the most." Yan Zong said truthfully while looking at the map in front of him with a stern expression.

"Shangguan Jiuyi, I have heard rumors about him before. He was extremely intelligent and knowledgeable since childhood. But he was still young at that time and had been studying in Langtai Academy for many years, so I didn't pay much attention to him. I never thought that after the fall of Lang Kingdom, Xuanmeng Kingdom would get this person." Yan Qiaofeng's eyes dimmed, and she sighed with a bit of regret.

"It's a pity that such a talented person stays in the weak Xuanmeng Kingdom, but he is a Lang people after all." Yan Zong knew that his royal brother was sighing for cherishing talent again.

"Yes, in this case we should be thankful that Shangguan Jiuyi went to Xuanmeng Kingdom instead of Jingsong Kingdom." Yan Qiao suddenly smiled embarrassedly. Even if the small Xuanmeng Kingdom had a powerful cavalry, it could not withstand the iron cavalry of his Xiyue army.

"I would like to see this cavalry."

"Okay, big brother will allow you to go deal with Xuanmeng Kingdom."

Seeing the expectation in his third brother's cold eyes, Yan Qiao smiled, patted his shoulder and promised.

"Thank you, brother!" Yan Zong was naturally delighted and hurriedly bowed to Yan Qiao to express his gratitude.

"Your second brother is getting married too, you should hurry up!"

Faced with his brother's sudden concern for his lifelong affairs, Yan Zongwei was stunned for a moment and said nothing, but just nodded in response.

Two days later, Prince Han's wedding made Shangjing City bustling with joy again. Yan Han rode a steed and led the wedding procession from Prince Han's Mansion to Ziyuan outside the city. He looked particularly heroic and energetic in his luxurious wedding dress.

Perhaps it was because of the joyous mood today that people did not sense the evil spirit in him, so for the first time, everyone dared to look closely at the King of Cold. His beautiful face made passers-by unable to help but follow his gaze.

Yan Han paid no attention to the commotion on the street, only thinking about seeing his girl as soon as possible, so he unknowingly quickened the pace of his horse and left the wedding procession far behind. Everyone knew that King Han was indulgent and willful, so they were not surprised. It was just a pity for the wedding procession, as they had to jog all the way to follow closely.

At this time, the Zi Garden was bustling with joy inside and outside. Luoying had already changed into the wedding dress of the West Moon Kingdom. Her black hair was tied up like clouds by golden hairpins and hairpins. Her lips were like red clouds, her face was rosy, and she was dignified, elegant, and graceful. Even if all the beautiful words in the world were used to describe her fairy-like appearance, it would not be an exaggeration.

"The princess is so beautiful today that I can't take my eyes off her."

Looking at the princess who looked like a goddess in front of them, Xiaochun and Helian couldn't help but look infatuated.

Luoying lowered her eyes and smiled slightly when she heard this, but said nothing. Today was her day of revenge, so she no longer joked with them as usual. The two maids saw that the princess was silent, so they thought it was just a shy newlywed bride.

Yan Han left the wedding procession behind and arrived at Zi Garden first. The guards standing outside looked at each other in bewilderment when they saw Prince Han coming alone to pick up the bride. On the wedding day, they did not dare to stop him and could only watch him stride into Zi Garden. When the guards were discussing how to send a message to the palace, they saw the wedding procession, which was dragging its feet and had already taken shape, coming slowly.

Seeing his princess so beautiful in her luxurious wedding dress, Yan Han's heart was moved. He stood there in a daze, grinning foolishly for a long time, until the auspicious time to go out had arrived. The maids had to carefully remind them, but they were shocked to see Prince Han actually carrying Princess Yi out. He was so careless after the wedding that others were frightened and wanted to persuade him, but no one dared to.

At this time, the Purple Garden was crowded with people. Everyone was looking around, and some even climbed up the high wall to see the peerless beauty of the Princess of Han. When they saw the shy and smiling bride in the arms of the King of Han, they could not help but be fascinated. They could only exclaim and did not know what to say. How could this be a woman from this world? She was clearly a goddess from heaven!

After Yan Han carried Luoying to the bridal sedan, the wedding procession regrouped and set off, leaving Ziyuan to the sound of gongs, drums, and flutes, and then went into the city to worship at the imperial ancestral temple. In the ancestral temple, Prince Qing and the royal family had been waiting there. As an elder of the Yan family, he came to preside over the worship ceremony on the orders of Xiyue Emperor Yan Qiao.

When Luoying, dressed in a wedding gown, appeared in the ancestral temple under the guidance of Yan Han, even these princes and nobles could not help but secretly marvel! Yan Zong saw this Princess Han for the first time, and had to admit that she was really a fairy as the rumors said. However, he only glanced at her and moved his eyes to Yan Han's face, but was surprised to see that his second brother was no longer as evil and unruly as before, and his eyes were filled with joy.

It was not until night fell and the guests dispersed that Prince Han's mansion gradually quieted down. Half drunk and half awake, Yan Han was helped into the bridal chamber by the butler, and the master of ceremonies followed closely behind to continue presiding over the etiquette before the bridal chamber for the newlyweds:

Practice the same prison ritual, share happiness and difficulties together;

Perform the wedding ceremony, the husband and wife drink together, never separate?;

Perform the ceremony of untying the tassel and tying the hair, and live together for generations to come.

Seeing their long black hair tied together with a red rope, Luoying felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. However, she couldn't show an expression that shouldn't be there at this critical moment as her great revenge had not yet been taken. In a daze, she saw the master of ceremonies and the servants finish their wedding speeches and leave the bridal chamber. She smelled the faint honey fragrance wafting from the incense burner and couldn't help but smile.

"Are you happy today?"

Seeing her lowered her eyes and smiled, Yan Han couldn't help but smile too. At this time, the two of them had already taken off their heavy wedding clothes and were sitting on the bed. They had finally waited for the wedding night as they wished. He was not in a hurry, but just stared at her for a long time. The red candles reflected the beauty, her fairy-like appearance intoxicated his heart, and he vowed to stay with her until the end of their lives.

"Tu Mi is naturally delighted to be able to marry the prince in this life." Luo Ying took the initiative to fall into his arms and smiled gently.

"I am also happy to marry you."

Yan Han curled his thin lips slightly and left a light kiss on her forehead, then he moved gently towards her, showing his tenderness and compassion. This was their wedding night, and he couldn't bear to be so rude as before and scare her.