Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the auspicious day chosen by the emperor himself.
Wen Ranran has never felt that marriage is such a torture.
Just after the fourth watch, she was pulled out of bed by Wen Yuwan and Jiang Shu. The two people had reached a temporary truce agreement in the face of her wedding and came to torture her alone.
Wen Ranran stared at the dark circles under her eyes and watched Jiang Shuzai apply makeup on her carefully, not daring to make any mistakes.
Wen Ranran was called out. Her stomach was still growling but she had nothing to eat. Just when she was about to pierce her eyes, Jiang Shu slapped her back.
"Don't move! The eyeliner is crooked!"
Wen Ranran: "..."
Hmm... so fierce!
After finally finishing her makeup and putting on the wedding dress embroidered with golden phoenixes, Wen Ranran finally felt better.
After all, as long as you are a girl, you cannot resist the temptation of beautiful clothes.
Wen Ranran sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.
Absolutely beautiful!
Her lips are like red lips, her waist is smooth, her teeth are white, and her cloud-like long hair has not yet been tied up, but it has a softer and lingering flavor.
Those eyes that have received the blessing of the Creator are shining with hope, like an elf who has fallen into the sky...
Wen Ranran was stunned for a moment...Okay, it was a bit shameless to praise herself so much, but did she, Wen Ranran, want to be shameless?! Really?
While I was thinking about it, I heard steady footsteps outside the door.
Wen Ranran turned around and saw Wen Changjin.
Wen Changjin was wearing a pair of crimson uniforms for the rare occasion today, and his face was filled with joy. Looking at Wen Ranran, there was also some emotion in his eyebrows.
Wen Ranran sweetly called daddy, and Wen Changjin sighed and whispered: "This prince... is not that easy to sit on. From now on, you have to be more at ease... The emperor's heart is unpredictable, and the prince is a good boy.
,Dad also hopes you can be happy!"
Wen Ranran knew that Wen Changjin did not mean to preach when he said these words at this time. He was just simply worried about her.
Wen Ranran nodded, her eyes filled with tears.
"Let's go... get married... Dad, I'm relieved!" Wen Changjin waved his hand, sighed, and walked out without saying anything, walking a little hastily.
On the side, Wen Yuwan looked at it for a long time, then curled her lips and said, "Dad has always said what he says, and I saw him secretly wiping his tears yesterday..."
Wen Ranran smiled bitterly.
Jiang Shu said nothing, just held up Wen Ranran's long hair, and finally helped her fix the phoenix crown. Outside the door, the matchmaker's joyful voice came.
When the auspicious time comes, get on the sedan chair.
Wen Ranran was sitting in the sedan chair, the apple she was holding in her hands almost squeezed out the juice.
Getting married for the first time is quite stressful...
Ten miles of red dots, countless dowries and betrothal gifts were all moved into the Prince's Mansion. People along the coast lined the streets to send them off, blocking the road to see off the bride.
Everyone came to watch the wedding of the prince and the daughter of the Prime Minister.
The festive sound of the suona was still in my ears, and the sedan chair had stopped firmly at the gate of the Prince's Mansion.
A slender hand, carrying a familiar aura, opened the sedan curtain and reached in. What that hand held was a lifetime promise.
Wen Ranran smiled, blushed and stretched out her hand, letting the hand steadily help her get out of the carriage.
Stepping over the brazier and stepping on the petals, Wen Ranran took a deep breath, pulled the end of the red silk, and stopped firmly in front of the hall.
"Worship the heaven and the earth——"
"Two bows to the high hall——"
Wen Ranran smiled, looked at the emperor and empress on the table, and Wen Changjin beside them, and bowed steadily.
Very good, everything goes smoothly...
"Husband and wife worship——"
Wen Ranran, wearing a heavy phoenix crown, leaned forward and bowed devoutly.
However...it seemed that the two people were too close. Wen Ranran was holding a hijab, and their heads collided for an instant. Wen Ranran staggered and almost burst into tears from the pain.
The matchmaker specially hired by the palace was immediately happy.
"Your Majesty! Concubine, this is not called enemies not meeting each other!"
All the guests in the hall were stunned and burst into laughter instantly.
Wen Ranran endured the severe pain in her forehead and showed a sweet and cunning smile.