Chapter 226: The Grand Wedding
Living each day used to mean losing one, and Li Nuo always felt that time passed too quickly.
Lately, however, he began to feel that time crawled by agonizingly slow.
Two and a half months seemed longer than two and a half years to him.
Fortunately, he could still meet in the Phoenix's boudoir every few days, and with Anning it felt as if they were already an old married couple.
The female officials from the Princess Mansion seemed to know everything about what to do and how to teach it.
Anning's delicate hands gracefully moved in various gestures, at first slowly and gently, then boldly and intensely, always enchanting him so deeply that he couldn't tear himself away.
Although he was indeed happy, his body was no longer what it used to be.
After all, the body of a Legalist was no match for a Martial Artist.
He hoped that after this Martial Arts Tournament, he would have some other gains.
Hundreds of thieves had once given him direct access to the power of the Thief Sect.
With so many Grandmasters and martial geniuses present, there might also be a chance to light up his talent for cultivation.
He didn't aspire for high achievements in the Martial Path, but he needed an iron-clad body to handle Anning, that little demoness.
The Martial Arts Tournament was less than half a month away.
And their wedding was less than a day away.
In the thirty-fourth year of the Zhisheng era, on the ninth day of the eighth month, it was a good day to wed with great fortune in all endeavors.
That day, the whole of Chang'an was engulfed in a joyous atmosphere.
The Royal Family had not married off a princess in a long time, and Princess Anning's wedding specifications were higher than any princess before her.
Perhaps feeling guilty for making the princess share a husband with another woman, Your Majesty had given her a dowry twice the size of other princesses.
The procession bearing the dowry stretched on for miles.
Two hundred musicians from the Music Bureau played a symphony that resonated across Chang'an's skies.
The streets of Chang'an were empty as citizens came out of their homes to witness this rare spectacle.
Women envied Princess Anning, who was granted marriage to the top scholar of the Six Arts by Your Majesty.
Men envied the Prince Consort, for after welcoming the princess into his home, he was to marry another bride.
A turn of the head, a smile—she outshined all the beauty in the imperial harem.
A single glance could capture a city; a second glance could capture a nation.
The two most famous beauties of Chang'an became his wives.
He himself was a top scholar of the Six Arts, his father a powerful influence in the court, and the holy decree from Your Majesty secured his marriage.
He held power when awake, and lay with a beauty in his arms when drunk.
Before the age of twenty, he had already achieved what men across the world could only dream of.
Tonight, he would probably be the happiest man in the world, provoking an insurmountable envy in countless others just by thinking about it...
Song Residence.
Song Mu'er, dressed in beautiful clothes, ran in from outside, exclaiming loudly, "They're here, they're here! Brother Li Nuo is here!"
Last time, when Jiaren got married, everything was kept simple, and even the most basic ceremony was omitted.
This time, the wedding was bestowed by Your Majesty and organized by the Ministry of Rites, and with both her parents present, it was like making up for the regrets of last time.
Everyone in the Song Residence was happy except for one person.
As Song Yiren watched Li Nuo carry Jiaren, dressed in her wedding gown, onto the bridal sedan chair and could only follow behind with the bouquet, the bitterness in her heart peaked at that moment.
She was just born a little too late.
And for the rest of her life, she would always be a step behind others.
At this moment, her suspended heart finally died.
...
As the princess got married, Chang'an celebrated. Half the street in front of Li Mansion was curtained off, with tables laid out to welcome friends and neighbors.
The Imperial Family members, as well as officials and nobles, attended an even grander banquet in Furong Garden.
The specifications for Princess Anning's wedding used the protocol of a Grand Princess, with all government offices taking the day off. Officials of the fifth rank and above from Chang'an could attend the banquet in Furong Garden.
Inside Furong Garden, the atmosphere buzzed as toasts were made and people mingled happily.
Not having to go to the government office and being able to sneak away from business to enjoy a Royal wedding feast, the officials were certainly delighted.
Meanwhile, Li Mansion hosted another kind of festivity.
King Chun officiated the wedding ceremony. Since the Emperor did not attend this wedding, and the elder brother assumes the role of the father, he accepted the bows from Li Nuo and Anning on behalf of the Emperor.
Normally, a couple bows during the ceremony.
But when Li Nuo bowed, it was with three people.
By imperial permission, Anning and Jiaren, without distinction of seniority or inferiority, both were principal wives. They carried out the bowing ceremony simultaneously.
After the bowing ceremony, King Chun put their hands together, smiling as he said, "The Fine Ceremony is successfully held, and the perfect match is tied. May your love be as deep as the sea, respecting each other as guests. May your offspring be as abundant as crickets and kylin, surely prospering in the future. With united hearts and virtues, befitting a home and a house. Forever bonded like paired phoenixes, sworn like Yuan Yang, so certified..."
After offering tea to his father, mother-in-law and father-in-law, and King Chun, the two brides were escorted to their respective wedding chambers.
Li Nuo, however, had to stay and entertain the guests.
The guests at the house were not many, as the Royal Family members were all in Furong Garden. Those in the house were people from the Song Residence and some friends whom Li Nuo and Anning had invited.
Including some officials from the Ministry of Rites and Ministry of Justice, as well as the Ministry of Justice.
And also Pei Zhe from Chang'an County Government, County Magistrate Zhang, County Captain Wang, Zhou Yu, Pei Jun, and several teachers from Qingfeng Academy.
"Congratulations, Lord Li."
"I wish Brother Li a happy marriage."
"May Mr. Li have a harmonious marriage and bear precious children soon."
...
Facing their congratulations and toasts, Li Nuo raised his glass in response to each one.
Three people arrived from the Jade Sound Pavilion, Phoenix and the nightingale had invites personally sent by Li Nuo, while Yuan Yang was brought by Song Yu.
At today's wedding, as the wife and Anning's best friend, Phoenix first accompanied Li Nuo to the Princess Mansion to pick up Anning, helped her into and out of the sedan chair, held the hem of her bridal gown, and then followed Li Nuo to the Song Residence to fetch Jiaren, busy bustling about, and Li Nuo arranged for her to sit with Yiren.
To express his gratitude, Li Nuo toasted Phoenix three times.
Fortunately, he had taken a hangover pill concocted by the Medical School beforehand; otherwise, he might have collapsed after this round of toasts.
When it was Yiren's turn, Li Nuo picked up his wine cup and met a pair of deeply resentful eyes.
Song Yiren watched Li Nuo holding the wine cup with boundless resentment.
Originally, what they should be drinking tonight was the wedding cup.
But instead, she could only be here, wishing him a harmonious marriage with her sister.
Blessings—she couldn't say them no matter what, but she also didn't want to create any unpleasantness on such a day, so she raised her wine cup and clinked it forcefully with Li Nuo's, then tipped her head back and downed the wine in her cup.
After Li Nuo left, she sat back down and drank glass after glass.
Until she was thoroughly tipsy, and a pleasant voice suddenly asked beside her, "Miss Yiren, feeling upset?"
Song Yiren glanced at the woman next to her and retorted irritably, "What's it to you!"
Phoenix was rebuked without reason, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she simply smiled and said, "If getting drunk allows you to become tonight's bride in your dreams, then drink..."
Song Yiren glared at her and asked, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Phoenix asked herself, "Do you know how he ended up with the Princess?"
Hearing the word 'Princess' made Song Yiren angry, and she turned her head, saying, "I don't want to know!"
Phoenix asked with a smile, "Don't you want to marry the man you love?"
Song Yiren took another drink and said, "He's already married to someone else."
Phoenix spoke leisurely, "If Princess Anning thought the same, then tonight, she should also be sitting here drowning her sorrows in drink, rather than waiting in the bridal chamber for her husband..."
Song Yiren asked impatiently, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Phoenix said with a smile, "What I'm trying to say is, happiness is something you have to fight for. Instead of brooding over unchangeable facts, try to accept them. Sometimes, just a change of perspective can make many troubles disappear..."
Song Yiren listened, dizzy, but felt that there was some truth to what she said.
She stared at Phoenix and asked, "Accept what?"
...
The sky had completely darkened.
Although no one dared to force him, Li Nuo still drank a lot as he toasted table by table.
Even with the hangover pill, he still felt slightly dizzy.
Standing in the courtyard adorned with red silk and lanterns, the night breeze blew, and the slight tipsiness quickly vanished without a trace.
The rooms on both sides, decorated with the character for 'happiness,' were lit up.
His wife and Anning, naturally, could not wait for him in the same room.
However, the entire wedding ceremony was planned by the Ministry of Rites, and Li Nuo had long known he would face such a choice.
He first approached the room on the right.
Upon opening the door, Li Nuo was slightly startled.
Instead of the expected single figure sitting by the bed, there were two figures in bridal attire.
He and Anning had discussed it, and tonight, he would first go to his wife's side, lift the veil, drink the wedding cup, and then go to her.
She had very obediently expressed no objections to this arrangement.
But at this moment, Anning and his wife sat side by side on the bed, their closely seated hands also holding each other.
These past days at the Ministry of Rites, Li Nuo had seen many officials' households where wives and concubines jealously quarreled, making the house a mess.
Such things, obviously, would not occur in his home.
Anning was so sweet and understanding, and jealousy was out of the question for his wife.
After his brief surprise, Li Nuo approached the bed and gently lifted the two exquisite veils.
Anning looked up at him, eyes filled with barely concealed affection.
Song Jiaren also looked at Li Nuo, in the same room and attire, but a year later, her state of mind had completely changed.
Li Nuo watched them unblinkingly.
His wife and Anning looked heartbreakingly beautiful today.
Li Nuo picked up the wine cup on the table, and Li Anning looked at Song Jiaren, taking the initiative to say, "Sister Jiaren, you go first."
Song Jiaren shook her head gently, "You go first."
Watching them both so considerate, Li Nuo said, "How about we do it together?"
He picked up both cups, intertwining his arms with theirs, and drank the wedding cup. All that remained of the wedding ceremony was the final step.
However, a new problem arose.
They could drink the wedding cup together, but could they also share the bridal chamber?
For both his wife and Anning, this was their first real wedding, and whoever's room he stayed in tonight would cause irreplaceable regret for the other.
Li Nuo had originally planned to spend the first half of the night with his wife and then compensate Anning in the latter half, but now...
Lost in thought, Anning had already spread out the red wedding quilt.
Jiaren would sleep on the outside, and she would slip into the inside, leaving space for one person in the middle, then she looked up and gave Li Nuo a glance, saying, "What are you waiting for, come over..."