After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 326 "The moon rises above the willow branches, a rendezvous after dusk"

The red candles flickered, casting soft light and shadows in the bridal chamber of the Fifth Prince's mansion, further enhancing the festive and warm atmosphere.

Murong Han's hand trembled slightly as he slowly reached for the red veil on Huan'er's head, a symbol of the beginning of a new life. As the veil was slowly lifted, a shy and charming face came into his view.

A look of amazement and tenderness flashed in Murong Han's eyes, and his breath hitched slightly. He gazed at Huan'er, a smile unconsciously spreading across his face, and murmured softly, "Huan'er, you are so beautiful."

His voice was full of undisguised admiration and love, and his gentle gaze seemed to envelop Huan'er completely.

Huan'er blushed at his straightforward praise, a sweet smile playing on her lips. She lowered her head shyly, like a budding flower, timid yet incredibly captivating. Her hair swayed gently with her movements, releasing a faint fragrance.

Murong Han slowly sat down beside her, stretched out his arm, and gently pulled Huan'er into his embrace. His embrace was warm and strong, as if it could shelter Huan'er from the wind and rain and protect her from all the hardships of the world.

Huan'er naturally nestled in his arms, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, feeling an unprecedented sense of security and happiness.

Murong Han tightened his arms, holding Huan'er even closer, and gently kissed her hair. He solemnly said, "From now on, I will treat you well!" His tone was firm and sincere, as if he were making a lifelong promise.

Huan'er tilted her head slightly, tears of emotion glistening in her eyes, and softly replied, "Yes, Your Highness." Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, carrying anticipation and longing for the future.

Outside the window, the moonlight, like water, quietly spilled into the courtyard, draping everything in a silvery veil. The stars twinkled in the night sky, their glow reflecting off the red candles inside. Occasionally, a gentle breeze would stir the gauze curtains by the window, carrying a delicate fragrance of flowers, as if offering the newlyweds their best wishes.

The night is gentle and tranquil, witnessing the sweetness and happiness of Murong Han and Huan'er, and foreshadowing that their future life will be as warm and loving as this beautiful night.

The backyard of the Ninth Prince's Mansion is a tranquil haven forgotten by time. Lush foliage intertwines to form a natural curtain, isolating the hustle and bustle of the world, leaving only verdant greenery and serenity. Sunlight struggles to penetrate the gaps between the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground, like a natural painting.

Wuming and Xiaodie sat side by side under the ancient locust tree, leaning gently against each other.

Wuming's shoulders were broad and warm, and Xiaodie nestled against him, resting her head gently on his shoulder. A satisfied smile played on her lips, and her eyes were slightly closed, as if she were enjoying the comfort and peace of the moment.

Xiaodie looked up at the night sky, her eyes reflecting the moonlight and stars, and sighed softly, "The night is so beautiful tonight!" Her voice was gentle, as if she were afraid of disturbing the tranquility.

Wuming turned his head, gazing at Xiaodie with deep affection. A slight smile played on his lips as he said gently, "Yes, but not as beautiful as you." His eyes were sincere and ardent, as if Xiaodie was the only scenery in his eyes.

Xiaodie's cheeks flushed instantly. She gave a soft hum and pretended to scold, "You, hmph! You're so glib!" Although she said this with such disdain, she couldn't hide the smile on her lips, and her eyes were full of sweetness and joy wrapped in love.

Looking at Xiaodie's adorable appearance, Wuming felt a surge of love in his heart. He hugged her tightly again, tightening his arms as if he wanted to integrate her into his own life.

Startled by his sudden action, Xiaodie's eyes widened, a hint of panic flashing in them. She stared directly at Wuming and said in a sweet voice, "What are you doing! Let me go! Someone will see us!" Her cheeks grew increasingly hot, like ripe apples.

Wuming simply pulled her closer, laughing nonchalantly, "So what if they see? We're husband and wife now, it's all aboveboard, what's there to be afraid of?" His voice was deep and powerful, carrying an undeniable firmness.

Upon hearing this, Xiaodie was speechless for a moment, and spat out a soft "You!" But her eyes gradually softened, and she stopped struggling.

The two gazed at each other with deep affection, their eyes seeing only each other.

The moonlight, like water, gently bathed them, as if draping them in a dreamy silver veil.

The moonlight tonight seemed to sense this intense love, shining even brighter and gentler. The twinkling stars seemed to be sending silent blessings to this loving couple, and the whole world seemed to be immersed in this sweetness.

"The moon rises above the willow branches, and we meet after dusk."

Lin Qianqian quietly leaned against the windowsill, her eyes gazing intently at the full moon hanging high in the night sky. Her gaze held a complex mix of emotions: a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions) after a long and arduous journey, and a sweet memory of certain joyful moments.

Over the years, she has experienced the ups and downs of life, encountering countless setbacks and hardships. Those difficult days seem like yesterday, and every memory is etched in her heart. But it is precisely these experiences that make her cherish the peace and beauty of the present moment even more.

Now, everything before her eyes seemed like a dream, and she didn't know if this happiness was real or if it could last. But at least, in this moment, under the gentle caress of the moonlight, she truly felt the taste of happiness. This happiness, like the tranquil moonlight, though not fiery or ostentatious, quietly filled her heart, causing the corners of her mouth to unconsciously turn up, revealing a satisfied smile.