Wu Tianyou was in his sixth year.
Yang Ying was twenty-two years old and Yuan Lu was twenty-four. They got married in the autumn of this year.
Red silk and red lanterns were hung inside and outside the eldest princess's house. On the day they got married, all the dignitaries from Wudu were present.
Even Emperor Wu Rui and the Queen Mother personally went to the eldest princess's mansion to send wedding blessings to Yang Ying and Yuan Lu.
Although it has entered autumn, the sunshine is still warm.
Yang Ying was wearing a bright red wedding dress with a phoenix flying embroidered on the hem. It was obvious that the current royal family was very fond of her.
Yuanlu was dressed in a red robe, with a gold and jade belt tied around his waist, and a jade crown that tied up his long hair.
The two of them each held one end of the red silk flower and got married in the presence of their relatives and friends.
Ling Zhouyang and Ren Ruyi, who were sitting aside to watch the ceremony, had soft smiles on their faces.
Ling Zhouyang turned her head, leaned into Ren Ruyi's ear and whispered: "The two youngest among us are also consummated."
Ren Ruyi was very pleased: "Yes, they are no longer the children they were a few years ago. They have grown up."
In the past few years, the eldest princess Yang Ying has also gained real power, and Liu Daotang has been managed well by her.
Yuanlu has become the deputy head of the Six Paths Hall by virtue of his own abilities.
After Yang Ying and Yuan Lu paid homage to each other, Xi Po shouted loudly: "Good marriages are made by early marriage, and lovers are made by nature."
"The ceremony is completed——"
"Sent to the bridal chamber——"
With the support of Qingzhi and Xipo, Yang Ying entered the wedding room and sat quietly on the bed waiting for Yuanlu.
In the hall, facing other people's toasts, Yuanlu drank a glass of wine, his face already turned red.
Yu Shisan pulled Yuan Lu behind him and said to the toaster with a smile: "Hey, Mr. Li, the groom cannot be drunk today. Come on, come on, I will drink with Mr. Li."
Ning Yuanzhou on the side also calmly stopped other people who wanted to toast: "Master Zhao, Master Xu, long time no see, let's have a good drink today."
Sun Lang: "Master Lin, drink quickly, you see I have bottomed out."
Qian Zhao walked to Yuan Lu and said, "Groom, don't miss the time. There are brothers here to block you."
Yuanlu giggled drunkenly: "Okay, thank you brothers, I'll... burp first -" After burping, he continued: "I'm going back to the room first."
Qian Zhao patted Yuan Lu on the shoulder, and then started to step forward to block the drink.
Yuanlu smiled and turned around, staggering towards the wedding room.
In the wedding room.
Yang Ying nervously twirled her hands. Although she was a person who had seen the world and had seen the marriage of sister Ruyi and brother Yuanzhou, she still felt nervous when it came to herself.
Seeing this, Qingzhi comforted her: "Princess, don't be nervous. Didn't the Queen Mother have many private conversations with you the day before? Just stay tuned."
Yang Ying: "This is my first time getting married. Even though I am mentally prepared, I still can't help but feel nervous."
Xipo also comforted her and said: "The princess is marrying the person she loves, so she will naturally be nervous. It will be fine after tonight."
Yang Ying nodded lightly. She didn't know when Yuan Lu would come back. She was a little hungry from waiting.
Yuanlu's figure appeared at the door of the wedding room.
Qingzhi bowed to Xipo: "Consort."
The sound of "consort" made both people inside and outside the room nervous.
When Xi Po saw Yuan Lu stunned, she smiled and said, "Husband-in-law, stop being stunned. It's time to lift the hijab for the princess and drink the traditional Chinese quilted wine together."
Yuanlu came to his senses and stepped into the wedding room.
Xi Po handed the golden scale rod to Yuan Lu's hand. Yuan Lu's hands were trembling slightly, and he opened Yang Ying's hijab.
Willow eyebrows are covered with emerald green, and almond eyes are shining with silver stars.
Her skin is as white as snow, and her lips are as moist as peach.
At this moment, Yuan Lu only had Yang Ying in his eyes.
Qingzhi brought the wine to the two of them, and Xi Po said with a smile: "Princess, consort, it's time to drink the wine."
Yuan Lu came to his senses and hurriedly picked up the wine glass. Yang Ying covered her mouth with a smile and also picked up the wine glass.
Xi Po: "The two phoenixes fly together and sing, wishing to live in the golden tent, and the city is filled with fragrance."
"I wish that the princess and the consort will live a long life together."
After the two of them finished drinking the wedding dress, Xipo and Qingzhi left a happy message and left the wedding room.
The dragon and phoenix red candles were still burning, and Yuan Lu was a little overwhelmed looking at the beautiful Yang Ying.
Yang Ying chuckled and joked: "Are you fascinated by me, my consort? I don't know how to move."
Yuanlu pursed his lips and nodded: "Your Highness, Your Highness looks very good today. I am fascinated by it."
"Dai Yuanlu, today is our wedding, is it possible that you have to stare at me like this all night?" Yang Ying was a little nervous at first, but seeing that Yuanlu was even more nervous than her, she relaxed a lot.
Yuanlu paused: "I..."
Yang Ying rubbed her flat stomach: "It's yours, goodbye. I'm hungry. I want to eat something to fill my stomach first."
Yuanlu: "Are you hungry? Then I'll ask someone to bring some food in."
Yang Ying laughed: "No, it's already on the table."
What's going on with Yuanlu? Why can't he see the food on that table?
Yuanlu scratched the back of his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Oh, your highness, please eat quickly, don't be hungry."
Yang Ying nodded, and with Yuan Lu's support, she sat down at the table and began to fill her stomach.
…
The moonlight is like water, cool and clear.
Yang Ying and Yuan Lu have already taken off their heavy wedding clothes, and the beaded crown and jewelry on Yang Ying's head have been taken off.
The two of them were now sitting on the bed wearing bright red Chinese clothes. Neither of them dared to look at each other actively.
Yang Ying bit her lip: "Yuan, Yuan Lu, let's go next..."
The imperial sister-in-law and the nuns in the palace have taught her, but she is still a little shy.
Yuanlu swallowed his saliva: "Your Highness, I, we should go to bed."
"Okay." Yang Ying landed with a sigh.
The red curtain fell and the red candle flame flickered.
The wedding room was filled with the smell of agarwood, and the two people on the bed held their fingers tightly and intertwined with each other.
In the silent night, under the warm light and shadow, among the intertwined figures, heavy breathing and soft gasping sounds were superimposed.
