Princess Xiangsi - Chapter 77
Within a single day, the palace sent out wedding invitations to all the major martial arts factions, inviting them to attend the grand wedding of the martial arts patriarch three days later.
Shortly after the wedding invitations were sent out, the entire martial arts world and even the imperial court were in an uproar.
Those who received the wedding invitation from the palace were first surprised by the grand wedding of the martial arts master, and then shocked by the name of the master's wife on the invitation—Miss Qingyun!
Heavens! Heavens! Heavens!
This is the first reaction of anyone who receives a wedding invitation.
A strange rule that a person leaving the palace can only have one wife in their lifetime... The martial arts master's only grand wedding in his life... The position of the master's wife, which all women envy... The ever-present Lady Qingyun...
These factors made the wedding highly anticipated.
The detached palace is located on the outskirts of Maple City. Shortly after the wedding invitations were sent out, all the inns in Maple City were full. Some people even braved the cold and camped out in the suburbs just to witness the wedding.
The people were talking about it with great interest, and they were all looking forward to the grand wedding of the emperor in three days. Some people even went so far as to venture out of the palace alone just to catch a glimpse of Qingyun's beautiful face.
Qingyun knew what revealing her name meant and what consequences it would bring. She had considered keeping her name a secret, but Jun Wuhen smiled faintly and looked at her seriously, saying, "I want the whole world to know that Yun'er is my one and only wife!"
Seeing the determined light shining in his icy blue eyes, Qingyun gave in.
Jun Wuhen handled everything perfectly, and no one could disturb Qingyun. Everyone in the Li Palace was proud of the future mistress of the Lord, and happy that the Lord had obtained such a beauty. They were all busy preparing for the wedding.
Everything is proceeding smoothly.
The Imperial Palace.
In the main hall, Situ Xingyun, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on the dragon throne, reviewing memorials. His expression was extremely serious and meticulous.
His thick eyebrows sometimes relaxed, sometimes furrowed slightly.
The candle on the table was burning slowly, and time passed by unnoticed.
Suddenly, Situ Xingyun seemed to remember something. He raised his head and said to the eunuch serving him, "You may leave for now."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Suddenly, only Situ Xingyun remained in the main hall.
He picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then closed his eyes to concentrate. After a long while, Situ Xingyun softly called out, "Dark Charm."
A black figure immediately appeared in front of Situ Xingyun.
"emperor."
"How's the investigation going?"
"Your Majesty, my subordinate has been leading the secret team to search White Bone Cliff so far, but we have not yet found the bodies of the Empress and the girl in green. However, I did find a piece of blood-stained cloth on the cliff, and after verification, I have confirmed that the blood-stained cloth belongs to the girl in green."
The candlelight was dim, but Situ Xingyun's eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, as if a flame was burning within them.
"However, there is a forest at the foot of White Bone Cliff, where ferocious beasts often roam. Perhaps the Empress and the girl in green were..."
Situ Xingyun frowned slightly, then waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to continue.
"Dark Enchantress, continue the search until the body is found. Also, secretly send people to search among the common people. If anyone takes in an exceptionally beautiful woman, report back to the palace immediately."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Suddenly, Anmei opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but hesitated and then closed her mouth again.
Situ Xingyun noticed his expression, waved his hand, and said, "What news has been circulating among the common people lately?"
"I heard that not long ago, a woman of unparalleled beauty descended upon the Li Palace, and the Palace Master fell in love with her at first sight. They are to be married in three days."
Suddenly, Situ Xingyun's heart tightened for no apparent reason.
Anmei paused for a moment, then continued, "And that woman is none other than Qingyun, whose reputation has rivaled that of the Empress in recent years. The Palace Master of Li Palace has been protecting Qingyun very carefully, and to this day, very few people have actually seen her."
Situ Xingyun remained silent.
After a while, he dismissed Dark Charm.
"Jun Wuhen and Qingyun?" Situ Xingyun's lips curved into a smile.
That man in black must have loved her too! The deep emotions hidden in those blue eyes had troubled him. That man loved her, but now he was going to have another woman.
A person who leaves the palace can only be with one person in their lifetime. Moreover, the wife of the palace master is predestined. From the day he became a member of the royal family, he already knew that there was no possibility of a future for him and Jun Wuhen, a man who was no better than him.
What separated him and her was supreme power, and what separated them were also countless mountains.
He carries the weight of the nation on his shoulders, and the mission of his family on his shoulders.
He had countless concubines, but he had only one wife.
They are the same.
Situ Xingyun had a smile on his lips, a relaxed smile.
Suddenly, a sentence popped into her mind: "Your Majesty, this pear blossom bracelet is yours. Fengxue wishes Your Majesty and your wife a long and happy marriage. On Your Majesty's wedding day, the Royal Palace will surely present a grand gift."
When he thinks of her, a part of his heart is always gently touched, and ripples spread through it, softening his heart.
Situ Xingyun summoned someone and instructed, "Send all the tributes recently presented by Tianwu Kingdom to the detached palace as a wedding gift from the Empress and me to the Martial Arts Master."
Amidst everyone's anticipation, the grand wedding of the Martial Arts Master took place.
Before dawn, the palace was already brightly decorated and filled with festive cheer, and those who had received invitations arrived one after another. Jun Wuhen, who was greeting guests outside, also broke into a rare smile. The coldness in his eyes, which he usually kept hidden, completely disappeared on this joyous day, replaced by endless laughter, like a clear sky after a storm.
Meanwhile, on Qingyun's side—"Madam...Madam..." Ziyi stopped drawing Qingyun's eyebrows, gently tugged at her clothes, and called out with concern.