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

Chapter 262 The Wedding Day 2

The golden palace shone brightly as a grand royal wedding was taking place.

On the high throne, the Emperor's expression was both majestic and gentle, the Empress was graceful and dignified, and the Empress Dowager had a kind face and a smiling gaze.

Below these three distinguished figures, on the left side, the Third Prince Murong Lin and his family sat upright, while the Fifth Prince Murong Han and the Sixth Prince Murong Xu, standing beside him, both exuded an air of nobility, though they did not speak much.

Shifting the gaze to the right, the Seventh Princess Qing, heavily pregnant, had a gentle expression and radiated maternal warmth. Her husband, Chen Shuyu, held her tightly, his eyes filled with concern and affection, as if he wanted to protect her under his wings.

Princess Murong Lin smiled playfully, her bright eyes sparkling, her smile as radiant as the warm spring sun. Beside her, her eighth husband, Su Jinran, looked at her with doting eyes, his lips unconsciously curving upwards, also immersed in this joy.

To the side were the Ninth Prince Murong Yi, his Ninth Princess Lin Qianqian, and his concubine Su Wan'er.

Murong Yi was tall and handsome, while Lin Qianqian possessed a refined and gentle charm. Su Wan'er, with her graceful figure and charming eyes, sat quietly with the Ninth Prince and Princess.

Inside the main hall, the other ministers, dressed in magnificent robes, stood in neat rows, their faces filled with respect and blessings.

In the center of the hall, Murong Feng, dressed in a magnificent wedding robe, stood tall and straight, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and was holding Shen Wanqing's hand tightly.

Shen Wanqing wore a phoenix crown and a wedding robe. Her face was beautiful, and her eyes were full of affection. Her slightly lowered eyes showed both shyness and anticipation for the future.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two slowly walked towards the main seat, each step seemingly floating on a cloud of happiness. Their figures, illuminated by the candlelight, appeared exceptionally beautiful, as if all the beauty in the world had been concentrated in this moment.

As the master of ceremonies' clear and melodious voice rang out, the entire hall fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were focused on the Tenth Prince Murong Feng and his bride Shen Wanqing.

"Bowing to Heaven and Earth!" the master of ceremonies announced loudly. Murong Feng and Shen Wanqing, with graceful postures, slowly turned around to face the outside of the hall.

Murong Feng slightly raised his hand, and Shen Wanqing gently placed it on his hand. The two of them bowed slightly together, deeply bowing to the vast天地 (heaven and earth).

Outside the palace, thousands of auspicious colors and clusters of lucky clouds seemed to be witnessing the union of this perfect couple and offering their sincerest blessings.

"Bowing to our parents for the second time!" the voice rang out again. The two slowly turned around and faced the Emperor, Empress, and Empress Dowager, who were seated in the main seats.

Murong Feng's eyes were full of respect, and Shen Wanqing's face was also full of piety. They bowed respectfully and kowtowed deeply.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!" As soon as the words were spoken, Murong Feng and Shen Wanqing slowly stood facing each other.

Murong Feng gazed at Shen Wanqing with deep affection, his eyes brimming with love. Shen Wanqing lowered her eyes slightly, her cheeks flushed, as beautiful as peach blossoms in spring.

The two bent down at the same time, their movements gentle and slow, as if time had stood still, leaving only the sound of their heartbeats and their deep affection.

"The ceremony is complete, escort them to the bridal chamber!" The master of ceremonies shouted the last word. Murong Feng gently took Shen Wanqing's hand, and the two turned around hand in hand, slowly taking steps out amidst the blessings of the crowd.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Murong Feng and Shen Wanqing passed through numerous palace gates and headed towards their new home, the starting point of their future life and a haven of happiness.

Amidst the joyous atmosphere filling the hall, in a corner, a solitary gaze, tinged with a gentle smile, quietly watched the newlyweds.

The Fourth Prince, Murong Che, dressed in a monk's robe, had severed his ties to the mortal world and shaved his head to become a monk. At this moment, his face was thin, but his eyes were still deep and bright.

His figure was half-hidden in the shadows, seemingly out of place amidst the bustling scene around him. Murong Che narrowed his eyes slightly, a complex emotion surging within them. He silently murmured in his heart, "Tenth brother, I bless you. May you and your beloved enjoy peaceful years together, growing old side by side."

After reciting the words, Murong Che lowered his eyes slightly, as if to imprint this lively scene deep in his heart. His movements were extremely light as he slowly turned around, the hem of his monk's robe fluttering slightly with his movements.

His footsteps were silent, and his figure gradually disappeared into the corner of the hall, as if he had never been there, leaving only his sincere blessing, which quietly spread in the air.

The red candles flickered, filling the room with warm light. The bridal chamber of Murong Feng and Shen Wanqing was filled with a sweet and cozy atmosphere.

Murong Feng's hand trembled slightly as he slowly reached out and gently lifted the red veil from Shen Wanqing's head. As the veil slowly slid down, Shen Wanqing's beautiful face was revealed before him.

In the candlelight, two blushes rose on her cheeks, like peach blossoms just beginning to bloom in spring, and her eyes were full of affection, as if she had a thousand words to say.

Murong Feng's gaze was instantly drawn to Shen Wanqing, his eyes filled with amazement and love. He gazed at her, as if the whole world had shrunk to just this woman, and said affectionately, "Wanqing, you are truly beautiful today."

Upon hearing this, Shen Wanqing lowered her head shyly, but a sweet smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, a smile as radiant as a blooming flower.

She slightly raised her eyes, secretly glanced at Murong Feng, and then quickly lowered her eyelids, looking extremely cute.

Seeing this, Murong Feng's lips curved into a gentle smile. He gently helped Shen Wanqing up and said softly, "Come, let's drink this nuptial wine. From now on, we are husband and wife. Don't worry, I will treat you well!"

Shen Wanqing nodded slightly, pursed her lips, and smiled, "If you hold my hand and grow old with me, I will accompany you."

After speaking, the two raised their glasses, linked arms, and slowly drank the wine. As the wine went down, a warm current flowed through their hearts, as if binding them tightly together.

After drinking the nuptial wine, Murong Feng took Shen Wanqing's hand and walked to the window. Pushing open the window, a bright moon hung high in the night sky, its silvery light streaming into the room and draping the two of them in a veil of light.

Murong Feng put his arm around Shen Wanqing's shoulder and said softly, "Wanqing, from today onwards, let's hold hands and spend the rest of our lives together. May the bright moon witness our love."

Shen Wanqing leaned on Murong Feng's shoulder and replied softly, "With Your Highness by my side, I have no regrets in this life."

The two stood side by side, gazing at the full moon, whispering their hopes for the future and expressing their feelings for each other. Their warm words echoed in the night sky.

As night deepened, Murong Feng looked at Shen Wanqing, his love growing stronger.

He gently picked up Shen Wanqing and carried her to the wedding bed covered with red silk. Shen Wanqing gasped softly, wrapped her arms around Murong Feng's neck, and blushed.

Murong Feng gently placed her on the bed, then blew out the red candle, leaving only a gentle darkness in the room, and two hearts tightly entwined.

On this beautiful night, their love, like a blooming flower, quietly blossomed in their bridal chamber.