Chapter 231 On the Way to the Wedding

Chapter 231 On the Way to the Wedding

Red ribbons fluttered in the air at the entrance of the villa.

With a roar from the white tiger clearing the way, the bridal sedan chair, the highest-ranking sedan chair in the Regent's Palace, was finally carried out amidst the attention of the crowd.

Ordinary wealthy families used four palanquins, while high-ranking officials used eight. Even the Empress's wedding only involved twelve palanquins.

But this bridal sedan chair in front of me...

A full sixteen burly sedan chair carriers dressed in red were used!

The sedan chair was made entirely of golden nanmu wood, with draped curtains of mermaid gauze hanging around it. A large luminous pearl was inlaid on the top of the sedan chair, and golden bells hung from the four corners, making a clear and melodious sound with each step.

A sixteen-bearer sedan chair! According to the laws of Dasheng, this is a capital offense of usurpation.

But today, at this very moment, in the capital city.

Neither the Imperial Guards maintaining order nor the officials from the Ministry of Rites watching from the sidelines dared to utter a single word of dissent.

Who dares to interfere?

That man on horseback, wielding a large army, dared to casually hand over the throne to his nephew and even dared to cut off a corner of the dragon throne.

All he wants now is for his queen to sit more comfortably and securely. Who would dare to risk such misfortune?

"Lift the sedan chair—!"

With a loud call from the wedding attendant, the sixteen sedan chair bearers simultaneously lifted the sedan chair, which moved forward smoothly like flowing water, so that even a cup of tea wouldn't spill inside.

"twitter--!"

Just as the bridal sedan chair began to move, excited screams suddenly erupted from the rooftops on both sides of the street.

The people looked up and saw hundreds of agile monkeys squatting on the eaves, treetops and archways.

They wore festive little vests and carried bamboo baskets filled to the brim.

As the bridal sedan chair passed by, the monkeys grabbed the contents of the basket and threw them forcefully downwards!

"Splash—"

A shower of petals fell from the sky, but mixed in with this fragrant rain of petals were countless glittering, hard objects.

Ouch! What hit me on the head?

A scholar scratched his head, looked down, and his eyes widened instantly: "Gold...gold leaves?!"

Not only gold leaves, but also wedding candies wrapped in red paper, silver coins, and even pearls!

"My God! The Regent's Palace is throwing money around!"

"Hurry and grab the wedding candy! It's a blessing from the goddess!"

The kneeling crowd instantly erupted in cheers, but they did not cause chaos due to looting, because there were still rows of sharp-eyed "dog guards" squatting by the roadside.

Everyone was simply reaching out to catch the wealth that had fallen from the sky amidst laughter.

This isn't a wedding; it's a city-wide carnival!

At the very front of the procession, Pei Yunjing rode on Mo Feng's back. Although he tried his best to maintain the dignity of the Regent, he had already broken his composure countless times during this short journey.

After taking a couple of steps, he couldn't help but turn back.

After taking three steps, he couldn't help but turn back.

Although the heavy sedan curtains covered everything completely, he couldn't see the pear tree inside at all.

But he couldn't help but look, as if if he looked away even slightly, the person in the sedan chair would vanish into thin air.

A smile he couldn't suppress lingered on his lips. His usually icy phoenix eyes were now brimming with starlight, shining brilliantly.

He would turn back every now and then, staring at the bridal sedan chair, his expression clearly saying:

"Look! That's my wife!"

"I finally... married her!"

That heartfelt pride and satisfaction, along with the childish urge to show off to the whole world, amazed the passersby.

"Is this the ruthless, murderous Yama?"

"Why do you look like a silly young man who just got married?"

Meanwhile, in the restaurants lining both sides of the street, the noble ladies of the capital who had been crowding around the windows to watch the spectacle all had tears in their eyes, their handkerchiefs almost shredded.

They were used to men having multiple wives and concubines, and to the indifference of the powerful and wealthy when they formed marriage alliances for personal gain.

I have never seen a man who stands at the pinnacle of power go to such lengths for a woman.

The doting and possessiveness in his eyes were so intense it was impossible to ignore.

"If only I could receive such a glance from the Regent..."

A daughter of a high-ranking official sighed, her eyes filled with envy and sorrow: "Even if it shortens my lifespan by ten years... no, even if I die right now, I would be willing."

Unfortunately, that man's eyes were only for that red sedan chair; he could see nothing else in the world.

"Your Highness, please stop looking."

Han Zheng, following behind the horse, couldn't bear to watch any longer and whispered a reminder: "If you keep looking, your neck will twist. Anyway, we'll be at the manor soon, we can't run away."

Pei Yunjing gave him a cold glance: "You don't know anything."

"Giddy up!" Pei Yunjing turned his head, gently spurred the horse, and Mo Feng quickened its pace.

Faster, faster!

He couldn't wait to lift the veil and see his bride.