The entire palace was busy before dawn. The Emperor's sister, Princess Hanzhen, was about to get married.
Han Zhen had also woken up early in the morning. She washed up and dressed up. Everything was carried out in an orderly manner. Han Zhen looked at herself in the mirror. Happiness was written all over her face, and she was full of yearning for her future married life.
After packing up, Han Zhen went to the Xuanzheng Hall to bid farewell to Tian Yao.
Tianyao only said lightly,""I often go back to the palace to see my brother." Just one sentence made Han Zhen cry. "Your Highness, the bride can't cry. She won't be beautiful if she puts on makeup."”Han Zhen stopped crying after hearing this. She bowed to Tian Yao and slowly walked out of the Hall of Political Decrees.
Watching Hanzhen leave, Tianyao's lips curled into a rare smile. Hanzhen, you must become happier after leaving the palace.
The procession for the princess's wedding was huge, and the streets were filled with people who were watching the show.
An inconspicuous carriage slowly drove into the Holy Capital. Yun Chu leaned against the window. Although her face was pale, she looked much better than before. The wound on her hand had basically healed. Xiao Jin sat at the side and looked at Yun Chu. She felt a trace of relief in her heart. Perhaps when she returned to the Holy Capital, Miss's heart would be better.
Hearing the sound of drums and music, Xiao Jin was curious. She lifted the curtain and asked the servant who was driving the carriage," Is there anything festive in the Holy Capital today?"”
"Sister Xiaojin doesn't know?" The servant smiled. Today is the wedding day of the Emperor's younger sister, Princess Hanzhen, and General Shen's son, Commandant Shen Zhisong. I heard from the higher-ups that the Princess is as beautiful as a flower and Commandant Shen is also extraordinarily handsome. The two of them are a match made in heaven.”
"Is it really as good as you say?" Xiao Jin ignored him and went back into the car.
A rare faint smile appeared on Yun Chu's face as she mumbled,""It seems that I have missed out on a lot these past few years. Brother Zhisong, Princess Hanzhen, congratulations.”
Xiao Jin looked at Yun Chu and said nothing more. Outside the carriage, the sound of gongs and drums shook the sky. It was a joyous occasion.
General Manor.
After the banquet ended, Zhi Song entered the bridal chamber. He only stood there and looked at the red figure sitting on the edge of the wedding bed. How he wished that the person who lifted the veil was Yun Chu. Thinking of this, Zhi Song laughed at himself.
Han Zhen saw that Zhi Song had not come over to lift the veil after so long, so she took it off. Han Zhen looked at Zhi Song, who was dressed in red, and couldn't help but be intoxicated. It turned out that there was a man in this world who was even more beautiful than her brother. She couldn't help but lose her mind as she looked at him.
Zhi Song was shocked when he saw Hanzhen take off her veil. She could only bite the bullet and say,"Princess…"
"Don't call me princess." Han Zhen instantly came back to her senses after being called by Zhi Songbai,""Don't call me princess. From today onwards, I am your wife. You can just call me Hanzhen. "I…I…" Hanzhen blushed and asked again,"What's wrong?"Can I call you husband?"
Zhi Song nodded.
"Come over here, hubby." Han Zhen waved her hand.
Zhi Song obediently walked to Han Zhen's side.
When Han Zhen saw Zhi Song coming over, she stood on her tiptoes and instantly kissed Zhi Song's lips.
Zhi Song could only feel a refreshing fragrance as a pair of warm lips pressed against his.
Zhi Song closed his eyes and thought, This is Yunchu, this is Yunchu. Then, he responded enthusiastically.
Outside the window, Feng Ling's face was already covered in tears. A servant girl was just a servant girl after all. She could never become a princess. She held the bell in her hand tightly. This was perhaps her last thought.
In a courtyard in the western suburbs of the Holy Capital.
Yun Chu sat in front of the window. Xiao Jin, who was beside her, had long fallen asleep from the fatigue of the journey. He looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Yun Chu thought,'Holy Capital, I'm finally back. If I can't die, I can only live well.' As he thought about it, he took out a silver hairpin from his sleeve. It was made by his father for his mother. When his father died, he held this hairpin tightly in his hand, but there was a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth. It was as if she was happy to see her mother soon. Yun Chu pressed the hairpin tightly against her heart. She had been too impulsive in the past. Now, even if it was for her father and mother, she had to live well.
The next day, at the General's Estate.
Han Zhen leaned against Zhi Song's side and looked at his sleeping face. She thought of last night's entanglement and couldn't help but blush. She gently caressed Zhi Song's handsome face and thought," What a good-looking man.
Zhi Song was startled awake by Hanzhen's touch. He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Hanzhen's beautiful face. Zhi Song didn't know what to say. He could only stand there in a daze.
"Husband, you're awake. Let's get up. It's time to pay our respects to father and the others.”Han Zhen looked at Zhi Song, who was at a loss, and spoke first. Zhi Song didn't know what to do and could only nod.
Han Zhen stood up and shouted at the door,"Someone come."”
The door was gently pushed open, and Feng Ling walked in slowly with his head lowered." Princess, what orders do you have?"”
"Fuma and I are about to get up. Go get some water to wash our faces.”Han Zhen ordered.
"Yes." Feng Ling silently left the room.
Zhi Song and Han Zhen finished washing up. Feng Ling looked at the couple in front of him without saying a word. He left silently.
"Wait a minute." Han Zhen suddenly stopped her.
"Princess, do you have any other instructions?" Feng Ling lowered his head.
"What's your name?" Han Zhen asked.
"This servant is Feng Ling." Feng Ling said respectfully.
"Your name is very nice and you serve me very well. This princess likes you very much. In the future, you can stay and serve me and the Fuma.”Han Zhen said as she grabbed Zhi Song's arm." Husband, what do you think?”
Zhi Song didn't say anything and just looked at Feng Ling's small body. He nodded.
"It's getting late. We should pay our respects to Father." Han Zhen smiled with satisfaction.”As she spoke, she pulled Zhi Song's hand and walked towards the front hall. Only Feng Ling, whose face was covered in tears, was left standing there with his head lowered.
In the front hall, Shen Yi and Qing Zhu were already waiting there. Seeing Hanzhen come, they all got up.
"Greetings, Princess." The two bowed respectfully.
Seeing this, Hanzhen was also stunned." Father, Sister doesn't need to be so polite. We're all family now. Hanzhen still needs Father and Sister to take care of her."”Han Zhen's face was amiable, without any airs of a princess.
"Princess should be hungry. Why don't you have some breakfast?”Qing Zhu also had an amiable expression.
The four of them took their seats. Zhi Song didn't say much the whole morning. Although his expression was calm, his heart was already in a mess. As Zhi Song's older sister, how could Qing Zhu not understand her brother's feelings? Although she smiled and welcomed him, she was also conflicted in her heart. Shen Yi also learned a thing or two about Zhi Song from Qing Zhu. On one hand, he felt sorry for his son and Yun Chu, but on the other hand, he could not bear the Holy Decree. He was also very nervous. However, how could Hanzhen, who was immersed in happiness, feel the sadness and helplessness of the people around her?
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