His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Mo Sangyu glanced at her: "You're getting prettier."

"I want to be beautiful every night."

Mo Sangwan looked at her with bright eyes, full of anticipation.

"good,"

Mo Sangyu patted her head affectionately and said, "If there's a chance in the future, I'll make Wanwan just as beautiful."

After the facial treatment, Granny Yu combed Wen Zhixia's hair.

Granny Yu took the comb and gently combed her hair, chanting auspicious words: "First comb to the end, second comb to white hair reaching the eyebrows, third comb to a house full of children and grandchildren..."

Wen Zhixia was an orphan who was raised by Chu Tianxiong in the military camp since she was a child. She never thought that she would have this day.

Hearing the old woman's words, I suddenly felt my eyes welling up with tears.

She lowered her eyes, trying to hold back her tears.

On such a joyous day, you mustn't cry.

She combed her hair and put on the phoenix crown.

The phoenix crown was made of pure gold, inlaid with rubies and pearls, and adorned with delicate tassels that shimmered brightly.

Wen Zhixia's neck was pressed down slightly, and she bit her lip without making a sound.

Granny Yu adjusted her phoenix coronet and said softly, "Bear with it, it'll be over soon."

Wen Zhixia nodded: "It's okay."

She changed into her wedding dress.

The bright red wedding dress, embroidered with peonies in gold thread, had a long train that stretched all over the ground.

The matchmaker and maids surrounded Wen Zhixia, tidying her skirt, attaching jade pendants, and hanging sachets for her.

Wen Zhixia stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the person dressed in bright red in the mirror, feeling that it was all so unreal.

Mo Sangyu stood up, walked up to her, looked her up and down, and sincerely praised, "What a beautiful bride, Lord Gu is so lucky."

Wen Zhixia's face, now flushed with rouge, turned even redder: "Your Majesty, please don't tease me."

I'm serious.

Mo Sangyu reached out and tucked a stray hair behind her ear: "You look beautiful."

Originally, Mo Sangyu didn't care much about weddings, but seeing Wen Zhixia in her bright red wedding dress, he was suddenly touched.

Just then, the sound of firecrackers came from outside the door.

The wedding procession has arrived.

Wen Zhixia's heart skipped a beat.

She looked up and saw figures moving about outside the courtyard through the window, with red ribbons fluttering in the wind.

The sounds of suona horns, gongs, drums, and firecrackers mingled together, creating a lively atmosphere reminiscent of the New Year.

The matchmaker quickly picked up the red veil and placed it over Wen Zhixia's head.

The world before my eyes turned red, hazy and indistinct, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Wen Zhixia took a deep breath; her palms were sweaty.

Mo Sangyu stood beside her and gently squeezed her hand: "Don't be nervous."

Wen Zhixia nodded and took a deep breath.

Outside the door, Gu Jinzhi dismounted, his bright red wedding robe making him appear gentle and refined.

He stood at the door, staring at the tightly closed door, his heart pounding louder than a war drum.

Yan Qing and the others stood behind him, all grinning from ear to ear, urging him repeatedly, "Lord Gu, hurry up and knock on the door!"

Gu Jinzhi composed herself, raised her hand and gently knocked on the door, her voice filled with a mixture of amusement and nervousness: "Zhixia, I've come to pick you up."

Inside, the matchmaker laughed and joked, blocking the door and teasing them for a while before opening it.

With her face covered by a red veil, Wen Zhixia was steadily supported by the matchmaker as she stepped out of the door.

Her skirt swept across the red silk on the ground, firecrackers exploded in celebration, and suonas played loudly. Gu Jinzhi reached out and took her, and the moment their fingers touched, both of their hearts skipped a beat.

Amidst cheers and shouts from the crowd, the wedding procession marched grandly toward the banquet hall, its red bridal attire stretching as far as the eye could see, filling the city with joy.

People flocked out of their homes early in the morning, crowding both sides of the street, standing on tiptoe to watch.

The scene of red silk carpeting the ground and the deafening drums and music was a magnificent sight in the city.

What surprised everyone even more was that the protagonists of this wedding were two powerful ministers who held significant influence in the imperial court.

The Vice Minister of Revenue marrying the Grand Secretary—what an incredible match! It's unprecedented!

The people were incredibly excited.

Especially the talented girls all take Wen Zhixia as their role model, and are bound to become someone who will impress their fathers, brothers, or married husbands.

When the auspicious time arrived, the hall was already full of guests.

The envoys from the three kingdoms of Beidi, Cangwu, and Qingyue have all taken their seats.

Shen Hanzhou sat upright at the table, his face indifferent, but there was a slight ripple in the depths of his eyes.

The men of the Northern Barbarians changed into formal attire and sat properly.

Jiang Shiyu from Cangwu sat quietly, her gaze constantly drifting towards the doorway.

Soon, the music of the ceremony began.

The newlyweds walked side by side through the gate of the mansion, stepped over the brazier, and entered the main hall.

Next, it's time to pay respects to Heaven and Earth.

"First bow to Heaven and Earth, second bow to the parents, husband and wife bow to each other!" the master of ceremonies announced loudly.

Gu Jinzhi and Wen Zhixia bowed in unison, their gentle demeanor evident as their robes fluttered in the breeze.

Both of them were orphans, and when they paid their respects to their parents, they bowed towards Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu, who were in the main seats.

Of course, there's also Chu Tianxiong.

When Chu Tianxiong returned this time, he brought back almost all the wealth he had accumulated over the years, which he gave to Wen Zhixia as part of her dowry.

Wen Zhixia was reluctant to accept them, but Chu Tianxiong said that those things were originally saved up for her dowry, and besides, he was a single man and didn't need them at all.

If she were to continue refusing, she would appear even more heartless and ungrateful.

Even if she doesn't give her those things, she will still take good care of Chu Tianxiong when he gets old and see him off in his old age.

As the master of ceremonies finished announcing the ceremony, all the guests raised their glasses and offered their congratulations in unison.

Joyful music rang out again, and the banquet officially began.

Dishes of delicacies were laid out on the table, the aroma of wine filled the air, and laughter echoed throughout the meal.

Envoys from the three kingdoms of Beidi, Cangwu, and Qingyue stepped forward in turn to congratulate the newlyweds, their words all sincere.

Chu Tianxiong sat in the banquet hall, looking at Wen Zhixia in her wedding dress. His rough hands clenched slightly, and his eyes showed unconcealed joy and reluctance.

The girl he had protected since childhood, growing up in the military camp, finally found her true love and a place to call home.

As the groom, Gu Jinzhi got up and went from table to table toasting the guests.

He was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, his eyes gentle and warm. His usual composure and restraint were now tinged with warmth. He smiled and accepted everyone's teasing and blessings.

Because of Wen Zhixia's status, she was not sent to the bridal chamber in advance according to the rules, but sat on the table and received congratulations from the guests.

The wedding banquet lasted for nearly two hours, and then it gradually got dark.

The master of ceremonies announced again that it was finally time to escort the newlyweds to their bridal chamber.

The guests left, and the new house became quiet.

The red candles burned brightly, filling the room with warm light.

Gu Jinzhi closed the door and turned around.

Wen Zhixia sat on the edge of the bed, her red veil still on, her hands folded on her knees.

He walked over and stopped in front of her.

Pick up the scale and gently lift the red veil.

The veil was slowly lifted, revealing a face lightly rouged with rouge.

Her eyebrows resembled distant mountains, her eyes held the limpidity of autumn water, and her lips carried a faint smile, yet also a hint of shyness.

"Zhi Xia."

As Gu Jinzhi watched, he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

"Mmm," Wen Zhixia replied, her eyes lowered.

Gu Jinzhi poured two cups of wine for the couple's wedding, walked to the bedside and sat down, their arms intertwined: "Just a small sip, it's enough."

Today, Wen Zhixia also drank quite a bit, and Gu Jinzhi exempted her from many of the tedious formalities and rules.

The two took a small sip, put down their glasses, and then got down to business.

"Zhi Xia."

Gu Jinzhi looked at her, his eyes darkening with a different expression than Qingri's self-restraint and propriety. He slowly approached, his breath carrying the intoxicating scent of wine: "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

"My husband."

Wen Zhixia called out shyly, slowly raising her head to meet Gu Jinzhi's gaze, feeling as if her entire face was burning up.

The atmosphere was just right, and the two slowly approached each other.

Just as they were about to kiss, with a "bang," the door was forcefully pushed open from the outside, and a group of people tumbled in like a human pyramid.

Yuan Zhao, who was at the bottom, groaned as he was pressed down. Yan Qing was lying on his back, Han Xiao was leaning against the door frame with a blank expression, and Lu Jin was standing at the back with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.

The group quickly got up.

Yuan Zhao scratched his head, turned around and looked up at the sky: "The moon looks nice tonight, I'll go admire it."

After saying that, he turned and left, walking very quickly.

Han Xiao glanced at Gu Jinzhi and said, "I'll go admire it too." He then turned and followed Yuan Zhao.

Lu Jin gave an awkward smile, unable to find a good reason for the moment, and could only say, "Sorry to bother you, goodbye."

Then they quickly left.

Yan Qing, still grinning, touched the door frame and said seriously, "Well, let me check this door for you. Oh dear, the quality of this door isn't very good. I'll have someone come and replace it later."

He said as he backed away, "You guys continue, continue."

When they left, they made sure to close the door again.

Gu Jinzhi was so angry she laughed.

Both of them had just stood up in shock, and the tender affection in Gu Jinzhi's eyes was somewhat dispelled by this sudden farce.

Wen Zhixia's face turned so red it was almost bleeding.

These guys were actually eavesdropping outside...

"They...could they still be outside?"

"Don't be afraid."

Gu Jinzhi pulled her back to sit down, gently brushing away the stray hairs from her forehead. His fingers inadvertently brushed against her warm cheek, causing her to tremble slightly: "It won't happen this time."

After saying that, he put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

Wen Zhixia leaned against his shoulder and looked up slightly, and his lips landed on hers.

The moment our lips touched, they felt soft and warm.

Gu Jinzhi held the back of her head, their breaths mingling, and he chuckled softly, "The night is long, Lord Wen, you'd better save your energy."

His response was a low, hoarse murmur from Wen Zhixia.

Red candles flickered, bed curtains hung softly, and the room was filled with the warmth of spring.

No one noticed that there were two other people on the opposite rooftop who quietly left.

After leaving the Gu residence, Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu walked side by side down the street.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Just as they stepped out of the mansion gate, Yueying emerged from the shadows: "Your subordinate has made a discovery."

Feng Xingyu stopped in his tracks: "Speak."

"The identities of the two masked dancers brought by Qingyue Kingdom seem to be somewhat questionable, but the specifics have not yet been clarified."

Feng Xingyu glanced at Mo Sangyu, who nodded: "Go take a look."

The two figures flashed and disappeared in front of Yueying.

"..."

Moon Shadow stared at the empty street for a moment, then turned and disappeared into the shadows.

The lights at the inn were still on.

Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu hid in front of the door, and no one could find them.

The door was ajar, letting in a dim candlelight.

Inside the room, a man and a woman sat at a table, their masks already removed.

The man was extremely handsome, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and slightly pursed thin lips. His face was refined yet heroic.

The woman had exquisite features, a beautiful face, and an air of nobility.

These two women certainly don't seem like ordinary dancers.

When they arrived, the two were talking in hushed tones.

"The emperor and empress of the Great Chen Dynasty are even more powerful than we imagined."

The man spoke, his voice low and heavy: "Entering a dream is not something an ordinary person can break."

The woman paused for a moment, then said, "That's why I said we shouldn't test each other like this."

She looked up at the man, a hint of annoyance in her eyes: "If I explain the reason now, I'm afraid they won't dare to help me easily."

The man frowned: "But how will we know if they have the ability if we don't test them?"

"Now I know."

The woman gave a cold laugh: "But we've also offended someone. I just discovered that someone is watching us, clearly suspecting us."

"That……"

The man sighed, and after a moment said, "We have to try, no matter what. We don't have much time left."

Outside the door, the couple overheard this and vaguely understood what was going on.

It seems that these two are members of the royal family of Qingyue Kingdom.

Is this trip because I need their help?

After that, the two didn't reveal any more useful information, and Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu left.

Anyway, if they really want something, they will take the initiative to explain it clearly.

Over the next few days, Mo Sangyu very considerately gave Gu Jinzhi and Wen Zhixia three days off, which could be considered their honeymoon.

Of course, three days is only enough to get out of the city.

After all, both of them were important officials in the court. With two people coming and going, the tasks they had to accomplish in the next three days fell on... Feng Xingyu's shoulders.

Feng Xingyu was busy for two days. The Northern Di Kingdom was the first to suggest returning home, but Jiang Shiyu from the Cangwu Kingdom had no intention of leaving at all. During these two days, while Feng Xingyu was busy, she went to the palace to find Mo Sangyu, hoping that Mo Sangyu would accompany her to travel around Dachen.

Mo Sangyu was preoccupied with matters concerning Qingyue Kingdom and had no interest in playing with her.

Moreover, Feng Xingyu treated her like a thief. Every time she entered the palace, Feng Xingyu would know immediately and quickly have Mo taken away, determined not to give her and Mo Sangyu any chance to be alone together.

Mo Sangyu, still thinking about A-Da and A-Yi, told Yuan Zhao and the others to spend more time with Jiang Shiyu to help A-Da and A-Yi make a better impression on them.

Yuan Zhao was reluctant, saying it was a waste of time.

Han Xiao was quite cooperative, saying that he didn't want to disappoint the Empress's good intentions.

Lu Jin is the only one left, and he doesn't have a target yet, but Han Xiao always drags him along, as if it's a task given by the Empress.

The Qingyue Kingdom remained quiet, neither proposing to leave nor leaving the post station. It wasn't until the third day that they finally couldn't hold back any longer and took the initiative to enter the palace to request an audience.

After finishing all his business, Feng Xingyu went to see them with Mo Sangyu.

By then, they had been waiting outside for nearly two hours.

There were three people who came this time.

Besides Shen Hanzhou, there was also that couple.

They were all holding brocade boxes, of various sizes, seven or eight in total.

Despite waiting for so long, the three of them remained patient and sincere.

The door finally opened.

Eunuch Lian Chen came out and bowed to Shen Hanzhou: "Envoy of Qingyue, His Majesty and Her Majesty invite the three of you to come in."