With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

The same applies to Yulong City. After 7 PM, a curfew is imposed, and countless patrol teams carrying torches traverse the streets and alleys, resembling fiery dragons in the darkness.

There used to be a "flower street" in the capital.

Brothels, gambling dens, underground black markets, and other shady businesses are all located on this street. It is a street that the imperial court supports as a "money bag" and that the government guards against as a "malignant tumor."

This street, which specializes in shady businesses, used to be open for business at night, but yesterday, Bei Chenyan ordered a ban on nighttime activities and passage, because such places are more likely to hide unidentified people.

He transferred 10,000 soldiers from the military camps outside the city to strengthen defenses and strictly investigate suspicious persons in the city.

He was getting married to Nangong Wu and didn't want anything to happen that would ruin his carefully prepared wedding.

Drunken Plum Courtyard.

Nangong Wu did not sleep in the space tonight, and Li Shuang did not go back to her own residence either, but slept on the soft couch in her outer room.

She felt like she had only slept for a short while when Li Shuang woke her up, "Princess, it's already past 3:45 AM, it's time to get up and do your hair."

"So early?" Nangong Wu sat up.

The time in the third quarter of the Yin hour corresponds to 3:45 AM, which is a good time for people to sleep. What should I do if I don't want to get up at all?

Li An brought in a basin of hot water and found her words amusing. "Princess, it's just for today. From now on, you can sleep as long as you want."

"Okay." Nangong Wu yawned, stood up, walked out of the outer room, and began to wash up.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she saw that many people had come to the courtyard. They were all families of Flying Feather Guards and high-ranking generals who had come to see her off on her wedding day.

Granny Feng led two palace maids in. "Princess, these are two maids from the palace, specially here to do your hair and makeup."

Nangong Wu turned around and saw two old women dressed in palace attire, both around fifty years old.

She knew in her heart that this was sent by Bei Chenyan.

The two old women stepped forward and curtsied to her.

"This old servant greets Your Highness the Crown Princess."

"No need for formalities." Nangong Wu raised her hand slightly. "Then I'll have to trouble you two matrons."

"Your Highness, you are too kind. This old servant is here on His Highness's orders to help you with your dressing and grooming," a nanny said respectfully.

"It's getting late, let's begin! Please, both of you nannies," said Granny Feng politely.

"Let's start with the face." A nanny said as she opened the cloth bag she carried with her.

Upon hearing that she was to have her face opened, Nangong Wu immediately frowned.

Facial hair removal involves removing the fine hairs from the face, which is very painful.

But this is a custom; women must have their faces opened before their wedding, even if they are afraid of the pain.

One of the nannies applied powder to her face, while another nanny took out a red double thread.

She wrapped the red thread between her hands, stretched it taut, and then bit one end with her mouth, forming a three-headed "trick." She then placed the taut thread on her face and twisted it back and forth to remove the fine hairs.

Ouch! It really hurts! Nangong Wu closed her eyes.

The old woman fiddled with her face for a while before she was pulled up and made to get dressed.

Li Shuang and Li An brought over the wedding dress and the Nine Phoenix Crown, and two nannies helped her put it on, layer upon layer.

Nangong Wu felt somewhat relieved. Fortunately, the weather was neither too hot nor too cold. If it were a hot day, the wedding dress would be so tightly bound that it would feel like being wrapped up like a rice dumpling, and everyone would be unbearably hot.

After a while of fussing, she was pulled to sit down in front of the dressing table and had her face smeared with lotion.

"The bride is absolutely gorgeous," someone remarked.

"The Crown Princess has a beautiful face with fine bone structure, exquisite features, and well-maintained skin, like a freshly peeled egg. She is a beauty that could topple kingdoms," a palace maid praised.

"Over the years, this old servant has helped many brides in the capital with their makeup and hair, but the princess is the most beautiful bride this old servant has ever seen."

Nangong Wu's lips twitched, taking it as a compliment.

"It's already 3:45 AM, hurry up and comb your hair."

When Nangong Wu heard this, she realized that it would only take an hour to put on clothes and makeup.

It's already 3:45 AM, and dawn will break in a little while.

The person who combs the bride's hair is usually the bride's mother or a woman in a happy marriage, symbolizing the passing on of good fortune to the bride.

Qi Ziyang's mother, the Duchess of Zhenguo, personally combed her hair, murmuring auspicious words:

"One comb to the end, a newlywed couple happily married; two combs to the end, two hearts in love and tender affection; three combs to the end, a predestined fate across three lifetimes..."

After combing her hair, the two old women took over to style her hair into a bun, and another quarter of an hour passed.

It was already bright outside.

After combing her hair, she put on the phoenix crown.

This nine-phoenix crown weighed ten jin (approximately 5 kg), and Nangong Wu felt her entire head was heavy. If she wore such a heavy crown for a day, her neck would break.

"Her graceful demeanor is truly beautiful."

"His unparalleled beauty and talent were unmatched in his time, and no one could rival him."

A chorus of praises rang out around her, and Nangong Wu opened her eyes.

She paused for a moment when she saw her heavily made-up face in the mirror.

In her previous life, she often wore makeup for her missions, but it was always light makeup.

Because her face is already beautiful, heavy makeup would only detract from her beauty.

But the two old women were very good at applying makeup. The powder and makeup blended perfectly, making her already beautiful face even more charming. She was breathtakingly beautiful and so alluring that she didn't seem real. Even she herself was a little stunned by the sight.

I never knew I could be so beautiful and charming, even though I always went out without makeup.

"Crackling and popping..." A series of firecracker sounds rang out.

Someone in the courtyard shouted, "The wedding procession is here!"

The two palace maids immediately helped Nangong Wu up and led her out of the outer room.

At this moment, Nangong Xiao and Nangong Hong walked in.

"Little sister, let me carry you out the door." Nangong Xiao walked up to Nangong Wu and bent down with his back to her.

Nangong Wu lay on his broad, sturdy back.

Nangong Xiao carried her to her feet and walked out of the room, followed by the others.

Nangong Wu then realized that her courtyard was full of people, who made way for them when they came out.

Before getting married, one must first bid farewell to one's parents.

"Brother, it's so good to have you." For the first time, Nangong Wu felt like crying.

"Yes, I'm also proud to have a sister like you," Nangong Xiao chuckled.

"Brother, what should I do if I want to cry?" Nangong Wu's eyes were red.

"Don't cry. Today is your big day. You've gained another person who loves you. Even if the sky falls, your brother will hold it up for you." Nangong Xiao carried her on his back, each step steady.

"Okay." Nangong Wu secretly vowed in her heart that even if the sky were to fall, she would protect her loved ones.

Nangong Xiao carried her to the front hall.

In the hall, Huo Jing sat upright in the main seat, watching his son carry his daughter step by step into the hall, his eyes reddening.

This is the second time he has watched his daughter get married. The first time, she was married off to a man destined for death. Now, his daughter has returned from the ashes and is marrying the man she was ordained to be with.

"Lan'er, can you see from heaven? Our son and daughter are both well, they are the pride of heaven, our pride. You can rest in peace now!"

Nangong Xiao walked to the middle of the hall before putting Nangong Wu down.

"His Highness the Crown Prince and his three young princes have arrived!"

"His Highness the Crown Prince is so handsome; he and the Princess are a match made in heaven."

Someone was shouting from outside the gate.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wu and Nangong Xiao turned around and saw Bei Chen Yan, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, striding into the hall.