Misty Rain of the Old Times

The long street outside the princess's residence was bustling with activity. Colorful flags fluttered and drums resounded. The crowd of onlookers almost burst the street, but guards who had been arranged in advance kept them on the side of the street to prevent them from disrupting the princess's wedding procession.

The procession was grand and imposing. There were already many people who came to welcome Chen Xuan's bride, and with the addition of the bride's entourage from the princess's residence, the procession stretched from the main gate of the princess's residence as far as the eye could see. The dowry was so abundant that it formed a long queue. Some observant onlookers counted as many as ninety-nine carts, suspecting that these were only a part of the dowry.

Indeed, in addition to the dowry that accompanied the wedding procession, there were hundreds and thousands of palace maids, eunuchs, guards, fiefdoms, numerous properties, as well as various books, craftsmen, and so on. The total value of these items was immeasurable.

Princess Fuyao, the most beloved princess of Emperor Shangxuan, was getting married. Given that the old man was getting on in years and wouldn't live much longer, he wanted to empty his coffin. Rather than taking useless things to his grave, he would rather give them to his daughter. This far exceeded the etiquette and standards for a princess's marriage. No one dared to say a word against it. The closer he was to the end of his life, the less people dared to offend him.

Although Princess Fuyao was getting married, she was not stripped of her title and retained it. She was qualified to form a guard of three thousand people, the kind who could openly wear armor. In reality, it was no different from an army, just called a different thing. It was Emperor Shangxuan's special favor to Princess Fuyao.

The wedding procession was escorted by knights in golden helmets and silver armor, each with a red ribbon tied around their waist and their heads held high. Even the horses had big red flowers on their heads. Anyone with knowledge could recognize that these knights were clearly the palace guards.

Among them were numerous palace maids and eunuchs carrying ceremonial objects such as incense burners, flower baskets, canopies, and banners, creating a magnificent procession.

With a shout to start the sedan chair, the music began, and the massive procession slowly set off. The atmosphere reached its peak of excitement, and countless onlookers on both sides of the street were inexplicably excited, unable to help but shout out, not even knowing what they were excited about.

This grand wedding was something most people would ever see in their lifetime, and it would be talked about for a long time to come.

Princess Fuyao sat upright in the eight-bearer sedan chair, suppressing her heartache and preventing tears from falling. Under the red veil, she tightly pursed her lips, and even more so, she resisted the urge to turn around and call out to her father. On this joyous day, she had already left home; she could not cry, she could not look back, she had to look forward.

Just as the massive wedding procession set off, a sudden uproar and exclamations erupted all around, the sound almost piercing the sky and drowning out the music.

Under the astonished, amazed, or shocked gazes of countless people, they saw blooming peach trees, some several meters or even tens of meters tall, flying into the air from all directions behind the bustling street.

Countless blooming peach trees flew through the air and slowly landed on both sides of the street. As they fell, an invisible force gently pushed aside the surrounding crowd, precisely avoiding injuring anyone.

This sudden and unusual situation caused the guards along the street to be extremely tense, thinking that someone wanted to disrupt the princess's wedding. However, they heard a voice saying "Don't be alarmed," and immediately understood what was going on. They then relaxed and continued to maintain order while witnessing this spectacle.

One after another, colorful peach trees stand steadily on both sides of the street, close together with almost no gaps, stretching all the way into the distance, forming a colorful avenue with peach blossoms blooming on both sides.

The wedding procession did not stop because of this. Despite their amazement and astonishment, they continued to proceed slowly along the avenue lined with blooming peach blossoms, as arranged in advance.

As the procession moved forward, a wind suddenly arose, and peach trees swayed, raining down blossoms accompanied by a subtle fragrance. Fallen petals danced in the wind, and miraculously, the flurry of petals did not immediately fall to the ground, but instead fluttered down like waves of butterflies, a beauty that seemed otherworldly, like a dream.

The large procession moved forward amidst a shower of petals, surrounded by fallen blossoms, as if traveling through a dream.

Such a magical scene left those who witnessed it in awe, completely captivated by this dreamlike spectacle.

Inside the bridal sedan chair, hearing the commotion around her, the little princess couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Mei, what's going on?"

Beside her, Xia Mei, who was also one of the dowry maids, replied with a look of rapture in her eyes, "Your Highness, it's peach trees! Countless peach trees have flown in and stood on both sides of the street. As we move forward, the petals fall like rain, paving a pink avenue. It's so beautiful! This must be the work of the young master. Would Your Highness like to see it?"

Upon hearing this, the little princess subconsciously shook her head and said, "Did Brother Xuan make it? It's really that beautiful. It's a pity I can't see it; only Brother Xuan can remove the veil."

Indeed, there's no reason to lift the veil before the wedding night. Xia Mei said regretfully, "That's a pity. The groom's elaborate arrangements were meant to surprise His Highness, but unfortunately, His Highness won't be able to see it."

Just as the little princess was about to say something, a gentle breeze blew open the sedan curtain and lifted a corner of her veil, allowing her to see the dreamlike scene outside. She was immediately captivated and murmured, "How beautiful!"

The gentle breeze seemed determined not to let the little princess miss this scene, blowing and blowing so that she could see it all.

A whole peach blossom flew into the bridal sedan chair and landed on the little princess's fingertip. Forgetting the sadness of getting married, she lowered her head slightly and smiled, her heart instantly filled with happiness.

She knew that all of this was done by her brother Xuan, who gave her a wedding she would never forget in all her lifetimes.

Peach Blossom Prince, amidst ten miles of peach blossoms—who but my own Xuan-gege would do such a thing?

"Qian Ning, do you like it?" The little princess heard Chen Xuan's expectant voice.

So Xuan-gege had been paying attention to her all along. The little princess wasn't surprised. She nodded and whispered, "Thank you, Xuan-gege. I like it very much. How can I repay you for treating me like this? I wish I could have ten children with you."

"...As long as you like it, that's fine," Chen Xuan's voice reached her ears again, and she was clearly taken aback.

In the group, Gao Jingming gazed at the dreamlike scene and exclaimed with delight, "Only Ah Xuan could do something like this. I have to admire her. Tell me, what woman in the world would be so devoted and loyal to you even unto death?"

Deng Lingfeng nodded in deep agreement and said, "Yes, it looks really good. But I think that no matter how much romance is created, it won't prevent the couple from arguing, quarreling, or even fighting after they get married."

Zhou Lin's lips twitched with disdain as he said, "Ling Feng, you're just a dog's mouth; you can't say anything nice. You ruin any good atmosphere. I'm ashamed to be associated with you."

"That's right, that's right," Luo Taiyun nodded silently.

Madam Gao was surprised by Chen Xuan's actions and chuckled to herself, thinking that the boy was always up to something fancy, but he was really handsome and knew how to win a girl's heart.

He Hongyi, Zheng Wanxi, Guo Qingxue, Zhao Qingluan... and countless other girls who witnessed this scene, while intoxicated by the dreamlike scene, had somewhat dim eyes. If only all of this were for them.

As the large procession slowly departed amidst a shower of blossoms, the once bustling and noisy princess's residence became somewhat deserted.

At the gate, the old man reluctantly withdrew his gaze, his eyes moist yet smiling, and said, "You brat, always causing trouble, but at least you have some conscience. I'm entrusting Fuyao to you. If you ever dare to bully my precious daughter again, I won't let you off the hook."

My beloved daughter got married, to someone I trust and can rely on. The old man has finally put down one of his worries, but he feels a sudden emptiness in his heart, a feeling that is hard to bear.

Noticing the old man's somewhat forlorn expression, Eunuch Wang, who was by his side, couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, His Highness will be happy. It's windy outside, let's go back."

Nodding, the old man looked back at the somewhat deserted princess's residence, feeling a little down, and said, "Let's go, let's return to the palace. I suddenly feel like having a drink." "If Your Majesty wishes to drink, may I humbly accompany Your Majesty for a drink?" Eunuch Wang asked nervously.

With a hearty laugh, the old man strutted around, saying, "We've been together for decades, and you've watched Fuyao grow up. What's wrong with that? Today, there's no ruler and subject; let's have a good drink together."

"Your Majesty, I will certainly accompany you to your heart's content..."

The entire procession of the princess's wedding was accompanied by peach blossoms all the way to Chen Xuan's residence. Even inside and around the residence, peach trees were in full bloom. Chen Xuan had been preparing for this day for many days.

The season for peach blossoms to bloom had long passed, but this was, after all, a world of extraordinary martial arts, full of people with miraculous abilities. Under Chen Xuan's influence, they expressed their needs, and countless people took action to try to fulfill them, which led to this dreamlike event.

Whoever witnessed such a wedding will never forget it.

The wedding procession hadn't returned yet, and Chen Xuan was still entertaining the guests. However, a trace of fatigue was hard to hide between his brows. They were dozens of miles away from the princess's residence, and he had to operate all of this remotely and meticulously without leaving a trace. Moreover, it was a continuous process, which greatly consumed his true essence and spirit. Fortunately, his cultivation was strong and his foundation was solid, so he could handle it completely and could persist for several hours without any problem.

For him, it was all worth it. It was his first time getting married in two lifetimes combined, so naturally he wanted to do whatever made him happy and give himself and his wife an unforgettable wedding.

"Young Master Chen, are you alright?" someone asked with concern, noticing the fatigue in his eyes.

Shaking his head, Chen Xuan smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. It's alright, the wedding ceremony is coming up soon. I drank quite a bit the past few days, and I was so excited last night that I couldn't sleep well."

"Everyone gets excited when they get married, that's normal, but Mr. Chen, you should also take care of your health; you have a long life ahead of you."

As time passed and the sun began to set, with the clouds tinged with a reddish hue, the streets outside the house suddenly became bustling.

"The bride is here! The bride is here!" a servant shouted as he ran in, losing one of his shoes in the process.

At this moment, Chen Xuan also became somewhat excited, losing his usual composure. He stood up, cupped his hands in greeting to those around him, and said, "Excuse me, everyone."

"Haha, Young Master Chen, hurry up! We can't keep the bride waiting in the bridal sedan chair."

"What are you all waiting for? Let's go watch the bride get out of the sedan chair!"

"Let's go together..."

With an excited heart and trembling hands, Chen Xuan tried to remain calm, but in reality, he quickly went to the gate to wait, where a brazier had already been set up.

Standing at the door, gazing into the distance, even though he knew exactly where the wedding procession was, he was still as anxious as an ant on a hot plate, wondering why they hadn't arrived yet.

The clamor and excitement grew louder as the procession approached, accompanied by a shower of flowers. Finally, the procession arrived, with the eight-bearer sedan chair stopping at the gate.

With a quick glance, Chen Xuan saw many familiar faces in the wedding procession, in addition to the people who went to help with the wedding. These included Mr. Pei, who was officiating at the wedding; Zhou Yuan, who was serving as a county magistrate in the capital; Crown Prince Zhou Chen; and Gao Jingyu.

The reason these people didn't come to Chen Xuan's place a few days ago was naturally because they were Princess Fuyao's family members.

Next came the bride's arrival for the wedding ceremony. Chen Xuan didn't even have time to greet or exchange pleasantries with them, as everything had already been arranged and others were responsible for settling the wedding guests.

He rushed to the bridal sedan chair, his voice filled with inexplicable nervousness, and said, "Qianning, I've finally married you. Let me take you home."

The little princess had calmed down along the way, and upon hearing this, she almost burst out laughing in exasperation. Was Brother Xuan in such a hurry? Why was he acting like a little child?

Madam Gao glanced at Chen Xuan speechlessly, then slapped away his hand as he prepared to lift the curtain of the bridal sedan chair, and chuckled, "Xiao Xuan, what's the rush? What kind of behavior is this, so impulsive? The bride isn't going to run away; we have to follow the rules."

This scene made everyone around burst into laughter, and Chen Xuan couldn't help but blush. Oh well, as long as I'm not embarrassed, embarrassment can't catch up with me, so An Nai stood still with her excited heart.

Then, Madam Gao took a jade ruyi from the tray beside her, gently lifted the curtain, took out a red silk ribbon and handed it to Chen Xuan. She then took an open red umbrella and said to Chen Xuan with a smile, "What are you standing there for? Quickly help the bride out of the sedan chair!"

At that moment, someone in the crowd couldn't wait any longer and shouted, "The bride is getting out of the sedan chair!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, with countless people eagerly anticipating their arrival, Chen Xuan, holding the red silk ribbon, gazed at the little princess in the bridal sedan chair and said, "Qian Ning, I'm taking you home."

"Mmm," the little princess nodded gently, a little nervous but mostly happy, and slowly stepped out of the sedan chair under the guidance of the red silk in Chen Xuan's hand.

With just this simple gesture, the people around couldn't help but cheer.

As always, they were accompanied by a shower of flowers. Chen Xuan and the little princess, the newlyweds, stood side by side, the man on the left and the woman on the right, each holding a red ribbon in their hands, with a beautiful red flower in the middle.

A red umbrella sheltered the little princess from the sun as the two walked towards the gate, towards their wedding hall, which would also become their home.

After crossing the brazier, the crowd entered the hall, where dragon and phoenix candles were lit, their flames rising in celebration.

Then comes the same old but most important part: the wedding ceremony.

Witnessed by countless people, the newlyweds bowed to heaven and earth, then to their parents, and finally to each other. The ceremony was completed, and they were led to their bridal chamber.

The wedding ceremony was presided over by Mr. Yushan. Since Chen Xuanwu's parents were still alive, he was bowing to the memorial tablets of his parents from his previous life, which no one could replace.

After the ceremony, the newlyweds entered the bridal chamber amidst the joking crowd. However, Chen Xuan still had to come out to entertain the guests. He couldn't leave so many guests waiting, so the little princess had to wait in vain.

Strictly speaking, they've known each other for eight years, and now they're married, destined to spend the rest of their lives together... (End of Chapter)