Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 522 Another Luo Yuheng (11,000 words)

Thinking of the mysterious woman who suddenly appeared on his wedding night, Song Yan felt a strange unease.

One wedding, three women.

It was her wedding to Luo Tianxuan.

It was a wedding ceremony with Luo Tianyi.

He entered the bridal chamber with that mysterious woman.

Such a complicated wedding is absolutely unprecedented.

Moreover, that mysterious woman was incredibly powerful. He had encountered her once when fighting against the Xiongnu. At that time, Song Yan already had some strength, but he still didn't have the ability to resist her.

If this mysterious woman were to suddenly appear again tonight, who knows what kind of chaos she would cause.

However, Song Yan quickly shook his head and suppressed these chaotic thoughts in his mind.

What are you thinking about.

Hua Lianyue is a grandmaster-level expert.

Even if that mysterious woman is very powerful, she probably wouldn't dare to cause trouble at this wedding.

With this in mind, Song Yan felt much more at ease and headed straight for the post station, accompanied by music and fanfare.

The afternoon sun slanted down on my back, warm and cozy. The wedding was held at this time, and by the time we returned to the palace, it was almost dusk.

wedding.

Evening ceremony.

Just in time.

When he married Luo Tianxuan, there was a slight difference in the timing because he was a son-in-law who moved into the wife's family.

At this very moment, in the inn, Chu Menglan was dressing up Hua Lianyue. Today, Hua Lianyue had put on some makeup and applied a light touch of powder. She was already beautiful, but now she looked even more radiant.

Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and even her eyelashes seemed to have grown longer.

Although Hua Lianyue is thirty-six years old, the same age as Luo Yuheng, time seems to have left no trace on either of them. At first glance, they look almost no different from women in their twenties.

Wearing a bright red wedding dress and a shawl, she lost her usual maturity and gained a touch of the charm of a newlywed.

The wedding dress was embroidered with a blue phoenix pattern, exuding a sense of nobility.

Chu Menglan helped Hua Lianyue put her hair up with her small, fair hands, while muttering softly, "Master is getting married soon. What will happen to the Su Nu Pavilion without Master to oversee it?"

She was probably somewhat reluctant to part with it.

She knew that Song Yan was a good and capable person, and for her master, marrying Song Yan was a good match, but she could never get over this hurdle in her heart.

Upon hearing this, Hua Lianyue smiled slightly: "You have grown up now, not to mention Lin Xue. Even without a master, Su Nu Pavilion will be fine. I will choose a time to pass the position of Su Nu Pavilion Master to you or Lin Xue."

"This will make things easier for you."

Chu Menglan pouted and said, "No way! The position of sect leader has always been reserved for Master. If Song Yan dares to bully Master, we sisters will all go and support Master."

Hua Lianyue's smile grew even wider. On one hand, she couldn't imagine Song Yan bullying her, not to mention the little romantic moments they shared in their boudoir; on the other hand, she was touched that these disciples were always thinking of her.

"It's almost time." Stopping what she was doing and looking at her neatly styled hair, Chu Menglan asked, "Shall we put the veil on now?"

"Cover it up." There was an indescribable feeling in Hua Lianyue's voice.

They're getting married soon.

Once upon a time, marriage was a very unfamiliar and distant concept to her.

There was a time when I thought I would never have a man by my side for life.

It all feels like a dream.

The red veil obscured Hua Lianyue's vision.

In reality, in this era, marriage and the welcoming of the bride were more like a power transfer ceremony under the patriarchal system. Although it was cruel, women in this era were more like objects, and marriage meant transferring ownership of a woman from her parents to her husband and in-laws.

Before the bride enters the bridal sedan chair after being picked up by her husband, she goes through three steps.

No more makeup!

Resignation!

Cover your face!

The so-called "removing makeup" refers to applying makeup, combing hair, and styling the hair. Normally, this process should be handled by the woman's biological mother. If the biological mother has passed away, then other female elders should take her place... However, this is Ningguo. Where can Hua Lianyue's elders be found? Moreover, almost all of Hua Lianyue's elders are no longer alive. Therefore, Chu Menglan, her disciple, can only do it for her, which can also be considered as raising her seniority.

To most people, the so-called "dressing off" is a final, private exchange between mother and daughter, a tender farewell. In reality, the truth may be even more cruel. The Book of Rites records that when a mother combs her daughter's hair, she must secretly hide a silver hairpin in her sleeve, the tip of which must be poisoned, to prevent her daughter from having other lovers who might try to abduct her from the marriage.

As for the ceremony of the bride kneeling to listen to her father's admonition, the Book of Rites states: "Be warned and respectful, and do not disobey his orders day and night!"

Finally, the mask was used for suppression.

Most people believe that the red veil was to eliminate the bride's shyness, but in reality, it was to cover her eyes with red cloth to prevent her from remembering the way and running away. After all, most unmarried women from well-off families in this era rarely left their homes. Even if they did run out of the bridal sedan chair, they would be completely in the dark and have no idea where they were.

Of course, these rules are not very useful to Hua Lian Yue. Without elders, the rules of abstaining from makeup and leaving the sect are meaningless. As for the red veil covering her face... with Hua Lian Yue's strength, if she really wanted to escape, probably no one could stop her.

A commotion could be heard outside.

Clearly, the wedding procession has arrived.

The inn's doors were tightly shut, so the members of the Chu delegation became like family, blocking the entrance at that very moment.

Although the Central Plains consisted of four kingdoms, they shared the same ancestry.

In reality, the rules are largely the same. According to etiquette, the groom must present a poem to the bride, and the poem must pass three tests. If he fails to present the poem, he must climb over the wall and force his way in; if he succeeds, the middle gate will be opened. Of course, this was no problem for Song Yan. He casually searched his memory and immediately recited three poems about presenting fans, one by Yang Shidao, one by Yuan Zhen, and one by Liu Yuxi.

Even though the Chu delegation wanted to make things difficult, they had to admit that the three poems on the fan were excellent, and they could only open the middle door.

Footsteps could be heard outside. Beneath the red veil, Hua Lianyue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint smile curved her lips.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Hua Lianyue was somewhat curious about Song Yan's current appearance, but unfortunately, the veil covered her eyes, so she couldn't see it.

Chu Menglan pursed her lips, feeling reluctant, but still sighed, took Hua Lianyue's arm, stood up, and walked step by step to Song Yan, placing Hua Lianyue's small hand in Song Yan's palm: "Grandmaster..."

Song Yan was clearly younger than him; he was Lin Xue's younger brother... which made the title "Master" sound rather awkward.

"I'm entrusting my master's wife to you now. Don't let her suffer any injustice."

Holding the soft, boneless hand in his palm, Song Yan smiled and said, "Princess, you can rest assured. I, Song Yan, hereby swear that in this life, I will never let Lian Yue suffer the slightest grievance."

"Just remember what you said. Go now, and don't miss the auspicious time."

Song Yan nodded slightly, and the two of them left the room after holding Hua Lianyue's hand. In fact, there were two more procedures: paying respects at the family temple and the father receiving the shackles. However, since there were no elders of Hua Lianyue present, they were omitted.

The sedan chair, carried by eight men, had its curtains already lifted by maids.

Song Yan helped Hua Lianyue into the sedan chair.

When they returned, the procession was noticeably larger, consisting of porters hired by the Chu Kingdom delegation, who were carrying all the dowry prepared for Hua Lian Yue.

After a long journey filled with music and fanfare, they returned to the Prince's Palace.

The Prince's Mansion was already filled with many guests.

"Minister Fang De presents a pair of jade corals..."

The Master of Ceremonies' drawn-out voice echoed over the Prince's mansion. Song Yan glanced at it subconsciously and saw that the jade coral was about three feet tall and emerald green all over. It was obviously a rare treasure and probably quite valuable.

"The First Prince, Luo Jingyu, presents a pair of jade pendants..."

"Gao Hong, the Attendant-in-Ordinary of the Former Gate, presented me with a painting titled 'Two Phoenixes Dancing in the Sky'..."

"Ban Cheng, Minister of War and Marquis of Wu'an, presents one hundred jars of Tiger Whip Wine..."

Looking at the mountain of congratulatory gifts, Song Yan couldn't help but gasp. These were all wealthy families, so they couldn't just give silver or gold as gifts, as that would be too vulgar. The gifts they brought had to be elegant, noble, and reflect their status and the importance they placed on Song Yan, a prince of a different surname.

However, in Song Yan's mind, he had already instinctively converted all these congratulatory gifts into a lot of silver. Although he didn't know exactly how much they could be sold for, he figured it would be at least several hundred thousand taels.

Be nice.

If one marriage can bring in so much money, imagine how much more money could be collected for the entire military expenses of Liaodong if they got married several times.

The only thing that displeased Song Yan was the hundred jars of tiger penis wine from the Minister of War. With the Golden Kidney and the Hundred Flowers Mirror for assistance, did he need this stuff?

Who do you look down on?
If all else fails, give it to Zhang Han and Lei Yi. Those two are weak and need this kind of thing more.

Lost in thought, Song Yan had already led Hua Lian Yue across the brazier. Looking up, he saw Emperor Ning He sitting in the main hall. It was clear that with Hua Lian Yue's father deceased and Song Hong Tao still lying motionless in bed, Emperor Ning He had temporarily come to take the place of the elders. Given his status as emperor, no one could say anything against him... Of course, in Song Yan's opinion, Emperor Ning He probably wanted to take this opportunity to see his two daughters and younger sister more.

Luo Tianxuan, Luo Tianyi, Gao Yang, Ziyu, and even Luo Yuheng all stood to one side.

Luo Tianxuan's lips were always adorned with a gentle smile. She was very happy that Song Yan and Hua Lianyue had finally become a couple. She never minded that her husband had other women. Otherwise, she wouldn't have tried to woo a beautiful and outstanding girl to her husband's side as soon as she saw her.

But deep in her eyes, a hint of envy still lingered.

After all, although she and Song Yan were married, they did not have a wedding ceremony or a wedding night, so there was still some regret.

Luo Tianyi's cheeks were flushed, perhaps thinking of the day she and Song Yan got married. She pouted, spat lightly, and cursed him as a womanizer. With her brother-in-law's character, who knew how many women he would consummate his marriage with in the future... including her, perhaps.

Then, her face turned even redder.

When my sister got married, I was the one who did the wedding ceremony. If it's my turn to marry my brother-in-law, shouldn't I make it up to my sister?
Gao Yang's face was also beaming with smiles, but when she remembered that Fang Hai and Fang De had just come over to tell her that they were already making preparations for her marriage, and that she would be marrying Song Yan soon, she couldn't help but feel a little shy.

As for Ziyu, she watched with a smile, a faint smile appearing in her eyes. Although the poison in her body had been cured, she did not leave Song Yan because of it. As for why, even Ziyu herself could not explain it... Perhaps, she had some thoughts in her heart.

Luo Yuheng's smile was even gentler. Her concern for Song Yan was genuine, and she also liked Hua Lianyue very much. Luo Yuheng was happy that Song Yan and Hua Lianyue could be together, especially Hua Lianyue's strength, which Luo Yuheng truly envied. She could use her power at will, unlike herself, who had to worry about whether the cold poison would flare up every time she used her power.

With such a powerful woman by Yan'er's side, Yan'er will be safer in the future.

Moreover, Tianxuan's body has been damaged due to years of taking medicine, making it extremely difficult for her to conceive in this lifetime... Hua Lianyue, on the other hand, is quite good, with large breasts and a large bottom, clearly a figure that is good for childbearing.

Who knows, after this marriage, it won't be long before Song Yan has children, which would be a good thing either way.

Looking at Emperor Ninghe sitting alone in the high hall, with an empty chair next to him, Luo Yuheng found it somewhat comical, and a mocking smile involuntarily appeared on her lips. Originally, she should also be sitting in the high hall, but Luo Yuheng refused almost without hesitation. Just kidding, she didn't want to be Yan'er's mother forever.

Just as he was thinking this, Luo Yuheng's body suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, her watery eyes became somewhat empty; although they were still bright, they seemed to have lost some of their light.

A few seconds passed, and Luo Yuheng's eyes lit up again. The person was still the same person, and the face was still the same face, but the feeling he gave off was completely different. It was as if in just a few seconds, he had completely become a different person.

No longer the soft and gentle one before, her dark eyes now held a hint of sharpness... just like another Luo Yuheng.

His brows furrowed.

His gaze swept across the wedding venue.

The noise clearly displeased Luo Yuheng.

Only when his gaze fell on Song Yan did the coldness in his eyes dissipate somewhat, and he seemed not much different from before.

However, when his gaze fell on Hua Lian Yue, Luo Yuheng's lips even curled up slightly, with an inexplicable hint of mockery... Big breasts, big butt? A figure that's good for childbearing?

Ha ha……

Looking down, I couldn't see my toes.

Speaking of figure, her body is the one that truly makes one fertile, isn't it?
She chuckled softly, then looked up again, her gaze falling on Song Yan.

Deep within his dark eyes, an indescribable heat shone through.

(End of this chapter)