Chapter 232 Paying Homage to Heaven and Earth

Chapter 232 Paying Homage to Heaven and Earth

The Regent's Palace, main hall.

Unlike the cold, majestic, and magnificent imperial palace, the Regent's Palace today is decorated with a sky full of red silk and countless large red lanterns, making it warm and vibrant.

"Newcomers entering the hall——!"

With a loud announcement from the Minister of Rites (who also served as the master of ceremonies), Pei Yunjing, holding one end of a red ribbon and leading the pear tree at the other end, stepped over the brazier symbolizing "warding off evil," and over the saddle symbolizing "peace," and walked step by step into the main hall.

In front of the main hall, there are two armchairs covered with red cloth.

That was the main hall's seat, but it was empty at the moment.

The late emperor had passed away, and Pei Yunjing's birth mother had long since become a wronged spirit in the cold palace. As for the Tang family... Pei Yunjing didn't even let them in.

The empty chair should have looked rather desolate.

But Pei Yunjing stood there, as steadfast as a pine tree, his aura as imposing as a mountain. He needed neither the approval of any elders nor the protection of any family.

He himself was the king of this Regent's Palace.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth—!"

Pei Yunjing turned around, facing the vast sky and rivers outside the hall. Tang Li, beside him, also turned around.

The two bowed deeply in unison.

This bow is a tribute to the vastness of heaven and earth, which brought them together amidst the sea of ​​humanity. It is also a tribute to the mountains and snow, which witnessed their inseparable bond in the Valley of Broken Souls.

"Second bow to the parents—!"

The two turned around and faced the two empty chairs.

Pei Yunjing looked into the void, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

If his mother were alive today, seeing that he has not only survived but also found the only cure in the world, she would surely rest in peace.

This bow severed the loneliness of the past, making this body my home and this heart my root.

"Husband and wife bow to each other—!"

Pei Yunjing and Tang Li stood facing each other.

Through the red veil embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, Tang Li couldn't see Pei Yunjing's face, but she could feel his burning gaze, as if it could penetrate the red silk and directly scald her heart.

"bye--!"

The pear tree slowly bent down.

At the same time, Pei Yunjing also bent down.

The guests watching the ceremony suddenly let out a very soft gasp.

Because they were surprised to find—

This regent, who wielded immense power and was even exempt from kneeling before the emperor, was bowing even deeper than the princess!

His head was bowed so low it almost touched Tang Li's phoenix crown. The posture was more than just a bow; it was more like submission.

He was submitting to his queen; he was submitting to this relationship.

In this silent act of worship, he poured all the pride of his life into this deep bow.

"The ceremony is complete!"

As soon as the Minister of Rites finished shouting "The ceremony is complete," he began, as was customary, to read the long string of auspicious words that had been prepared beforehand, praising the newlyweds as a match made in heaven and wishing them to have a son soon.

"On this auspicious day, under this beautiful setting, two families unite in marriage, a covenant is made in this hall, a blessed union is forever sealed, and a perfect match is celebrated..."

The old minister swayed his head and recited the text with intonation, just about to finish reading this thousand-character parallel prose.

Pei Yunjing straightened up, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

It's too slow and too verbose.

He looked at the red veil with tassels hanging down in front of him, and felt as if a cat was scratching at his heart.

He only wants to do one thing right now—

Lift this veil, see what she looks like now, and then...

"Alright."

Pei Yunjing suddenly spoke, interrupting the old minister who hadn't even finished reading half of his congratulatory speech.

"Wh...what?"

The old minister was stunned, his mouth agape, the words stuck in his throat.

"I say, that's fine."

Pei Yunjing gripped the red silk tightly in his hand, giving no one a chance to react.

He turned to the still bewildered old minister and, in an impatient tone, announced the end of the proceedings:

The ceremony is complete.

"Send them into the bridal chamber."

The entire audience: "..."

The guests were dumbfounded. This...that's it?

We haven't even said those auspicious wishes like "May you have a son soon" and "May you grow old together" yet!

Your Highness, how much of a hurry are you in? It's not even completely dark yet!

"Your Highness, this is against the rules..." The old minister still tried to struggle.

"rule?"

Pei Yunjing scooped Tang Li up in his arms, his bright red wedding robe drawing a sharp arc in the air.

He turned around, glanced at the talkative old man, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"I am in a hurry to go back and lift the veil for the princess."

"That's the rule."

Having said that, he carried Tangli in his arms and strode through the main hall toward the master bedroom in the backyard—

He rushed towards the "Demon-Locking Tower" that he had meticulously built.

Only the guests in the hall remained, bewildered in the wind.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Standing in the crowd, Han Zheng watched his master's hurried figure and couldn't help but shake his head, sighing:

"Our prince... he's really done for."

I'm completely and utterly willing to accept this fate.