kvmb Chapter 323 The Grand Wedding: Murong Han and Huan'er
Chapter 323 The Grand Wedding: Murong Han and Huan'er
Not long after, Murong Han informed the Emperor that he had betrothed him to Huan'er. However, Huan'er waved her hands repeatedly, advising him not to do so. She said that her status was lowly and that she was already very grateful that the Prince had accepted her. How could she expect him to marry her? As long as Jincheng could find a good home, she, as his mother, would be at ease.
"Huan'er, you! How many times have I scolded you, you silly man! How can true love be separated by social status? How can those who truly love each other be bound by such worldly things? You are kind-hearted and in love with the prince, and that is enough. When it comes to love, status is nothing but an external thing. How can it become an obstacle for you to be together?"
Lin Qianqian shook her head, reached out and stroked her face, her eyes full of helplessness and doting. Finally, under her earnest persuasion, Huan'er agreed, shyly lowered her head, pursed her lips, and smiled slightly.
A few days later, the day arrived for Murong Han to marry Huan'er. It was late spring, and the flowers were in full bloom, with a gentle breeze carrying their sweet fragrance.
On the wedding day, the Fifth Prince's mansion was brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, exuding a festive atmosphere. Crimson lanterns hung high, swaying gently in the wind and casting a warm glow, making the entire mansion exceptionally lively.
Guests mingled in and out of the mansion, their laughter and chatter filling the air. Servants hurried by carrying fine wine and delicacies, and the air was filled with the aroma of food and the festive spirit.
The Fifth Prince's Mansion hadn't been this lively in a long time.
Inside the bridal chamber of the Ninth Prince's mansion, Huan'er, dressed in a magnificent wedding gown, sat gracefully before the dressing table. The gown was embroidered with intricate and delicate patterns, each stitch seemingly telling a story of hopeful happiness.
Her face was lightly made up, and her brows and eyes couldn't hide her nervousness and shyness, but her eyes were bright and captivating, sparkling with longing for the future.
Lin Qianqian held a jade comb and gently combed Huan'er's long, black hair, each stroke filled with blessings. Xiao Die busied herself around, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Xiaodie looked at Huan'er with a sincere smile on her face and exclaimed, "Huan'er, you look so beautiful today! You're like a fairy descended from heaven!"
Lin Qianqian smiled and agreed, "Xiaodie is right, Huan'er is beautiful." As she spoke, she picked up a phoenix-headed gold hairpin and gently inserted it into Huan'er's hair. "This hairpin makes you even more radiant and beautiful. Our Huan'er is a natural bride."
Xiaodie nodded quickly, clapping her hands: "Oh, right, right, Miss is right. Huan'er is a celestial being, and so is Miss. Hehe, so am I."
Lin Qianqian glared at Xiaodie with feigned reproach: "You! You've become more and more improper after marriage! Be careful, or I'll get Wuming to deal with you!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaodie immediately moved closer to Lin Qianqian and said in a coquettish tone, "Miss~"
Huan'er watched the two of them chatting away and couldn't help but chuckle. She pursed her lips, her eyes filled with doting affection and envy. Her gaze swept over the two of them, savoring this rare warmth and joy.
Then, Huan'er turned her head slightly and looked at Lin Qianqian, who was fixing her hair ornaments. She seemed lost in thought, and her eyes gradually reddened: "Your Highness, thank you. If it weren't for you and the Prince, Huan'er probably wouldn't be where she is today. With Huan'er's status, I thought that as long as I could stay by Your Highness's side peacefully and be with the child, I would be content..." As she spoke, tears welled up uncontrollably and slid down her cheeks.
Seeing this, Lin Qianqian quickly put down the comb in her hand, gently cupped Huan'er's face in her hands, and tenderly wiped away her tears, saying softly, "Silly girl, why are you crying? You are kind and hardworking, and you deserve this happiness. From now on, you will be the Fifth Prince's lawfully wedded princess, so be happy. Don't say anything about your lowly status anymore!"
Seeing this, Xiaodie quickly went to Huan'er's side, gently put her arm around her shoulder, and comforted her, "Huan'er, please don't say that. We've known each other for so long, don't I know you? We all remember how good you are to everyone. Now that you and the prince have finally gotten married, it's a blessing you deserve. We'll still be good sisters in the future, and we can take care of each other if anything happens."
Upon hearing this, Huan'er burst into tears. She choked back sobs, as if something was blocking her throat, and it took her a long time to nod with difficulty. She raised her tear-streaked face, looked at Xiao Die and Lin Qianqian, her lips trembling slightly, wanting to say something, but her throat was choked by her overwhelming emotions, and she could only let out intermittent sobs.
After a long while, she finally came to her senses and said in a voice trembling with tears, "Thank you all. I am so happy to have you all by my side."
Before long, the wedding procession arrived in a grand procession, with gongs and drums beating loudly. The groom, Murong Han, dressed in brightly colored wedding attire, was waiting expectantly in the hall for his bride to call him "son".
Murong Yi stood to the side, looking at her younger brother, her heart filled with emotion. It had been a long time since she had seen Murong Han with such a happy and joyful expression; the upturned corners of his mouth and his bright eyes spoke volumes about his happiness at that moment.
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, their words filled with anticipation and blessings for the future. The nameless one beside them remained silent, standing quietly, but a faint smile also graced his face, conveying the joyful atmosphere.
Just then, a soft sound of footsteps came. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Huan'er, supported by the matchmaker, slowly walking out in a magnificent phoenix coronet and wedding gown.
She moved with light, graceful steps, her red skirt swaying gently with each step, like a blooming peony, beautiful and charming.
Murong Han's gaze was fixed on Huan'er, and he was momentarily lost in thought. When the matchmaker gently placed Huan'er's hand in Murong Han's, he was stunned for a moment, seemingly still immersed in this immense happiness and unable to react.
Seeing this, Lin Qianqian couldn't help but chuckle and teased, "What's wrong, Fifth Prince? The bride is right in front of you, are you scared?"
Murong Han then seemed to wake from a dream, a blush rising on his face. He awkwardly took Huan'er's hand and held it tightly.
Huan'er nodded slightly. Although the red veil covering her face concealed her expression, her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her excitement and nervousness.
Murong Han gently led Huan'er out, step by step. Along the way, the wedding procession cheered and rejoiced, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.
When the two reached the bridal sedan chair, Murong Han carefully helped Huan'er into it, his movements so gentle as if afraid of hurting her. Then, he mounted his horse and, surrounded by the crowd, rode out of the palace, beginning a new chapter in their lives.
Lin Qianqian watched the bridal sedan chair gradually disappear into the distance until it vanished at the end of the street. Overwhelmed with emotion, she sighed softly and said, "I never imagined that Huan'er could have such a happy ending. I'm so happy for her."
Murong Yi, standing to the side, looked at her, crossed her arms, and muttered arrogantly, "Hmph, you're so sentimental. It's just a wedding, look how moved you are."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian immediately turned around, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, and feigned anger as she retorted, "What? It's a joyous occasion for them, and you have to be so cold and sarcastic. You think you're so capable, so amazing!"
Murong Yi's lips curled up slightly as he deliberately provoked her: "How am I being cold-hearted? It's just the truth. It's you who gets so easily moved."
Lin Qianqian stomped her feet in anger, hands on her hips: "Why are you like this? I can't reason with you!" She then made a move to turn and leave.
Upon seeing this, Murong Yi's eyes flashed with panic. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Lin Qianqian's arm, and pulled her into his embrace.
Lin Qianqian struggled a few times, but he held her even tighter.
Murong Yi looked down at her, his eyes full of affection, and said, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Actually... I'm quite happy for them too."
Lin Qianqian turned her head away, ignoring him: "Hmph, you're just good at flattering me."
Seeing that she was still sulking, Murong suddenly leaned closer and gently kissed her lips.
Lin Qianqian's eyes widened instantly, she froze on the spot, and her face quickly flushed red.
Murong Yi released her, looked at her expression, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Are you not angry now?"
Lin Qianqian was both embarrassed and annoyed. She raised her hand and gently hit him: "You... why are you suddenly like this? Don't you even know where we are!" But the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, and her eyes were full of sweetness.
Wuming, arm in arm with Xiaodie, witnessed all of this and gently tugged at Xiaodie's sleeve, signaling to her.
Xiaodie understood immediately, and the two exchanged a knowing smile before silently turning and entering the mansion. Unconsciously, Wuming lowered his head and gently kissed her cheek. Xiaodie lowered her head shyly, but did not stop walking.
Outside the Ninth Prince's mansion, only the laughter and chatter of the Ninth Prince and his wife could be heard, as they were immersed in their sweet moments.