AWB Chapter 188 The Big Wedding
Chapter 188 The Big Wedding
He died without understanding why his meticulously planned revenge scheme was so easily foiled.
Zhao Jihua looked at Zhao Fanyu lying on the ground, feeling a mix of emotions.
From his perspective, he was innocent too.
If he is threatened, then he has no choice but to die!
only……
"How could you..." kill him? I haven't even found out who was behind it all!
However, she had barely opened her mouth
The Ninth Prince held Zhao Jihua tightly, as if afraid she would disappear again.
Zhao Jihua shut her mouth, leaned against him, and felt his warmth and reassurance.
To ease the tension, Zhao Jihua joked, "You weren't really planning to kill yourself just now, were you?"
"Yes. If only suicide can save you."
"..."
Oh no! I've actually found someone who would risk their life for me.
"Jihua, no matter what happens in the future, I will never let you get hurt again," the Ninth Prince said softly, his voice filled with determination and promise.
Zhao Jihua raised her head: "I believe in you. We will face everything in the future together."
After this ordeal, the Ninth Prince and Zhao Jihua's relationship deepened even further.
"Let's go back and get married!"
Nangong Jing couldn't hide his excitement; he had finally won the heart of his beauty.
He immediately took his bride back to the palace, where an even grander ceremony was about to begin.
At the altar of Heaven in the imperial palace, incense smoke curled upwards. Nangong Jing and Zhao Jihua, dressed in solemn ceremonial robes, held a ceremony to offer sacrifices to Heaven and Earth under the supervision of officials from the Ministry of Rites.
They knelt and kowtowed devoutly, praying for the protection of heaven and earth, favorable weather, and national peace and prosperity.
Immediately following was the imperial edict, which was read aloud in front of the main hall, announcing the succession to the throne.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Nangong Jing walked step by step up the high platform, accepted the jade seal and crown symbolizing supreme power, and officially ascended the throne as Emperor Jing, with the reign title of Jinghe Year 1.
The civil and military officials bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
Looking at this magnificent aura, Emperor Jing felt that the burden on his shoulders had become even heavier.
Oh no, this is too important, he's starting to think about running away.
Good heavens, who knew he was just trying to win over his girlfriend, but he ended up with the most exhausting job ever!
His gaze involuntarily swept towards Zhao Jihua beside him. Well, this woman was in her element and handled the empress's investiture ceremony with ease.
As expected of his wife, her hobby is truly unique.
Officials from the Ministry of Rites were still reading the edict.
Nangong Jing ran up to the other person and said, "Read the important parts."
The master of ceremonies immediately jumped to the next page, and just as he opened his mouth,
"jump over!"
The official in charge of ceremonies turned another page.
"jump over!"
"Skip, skip, skip!" Emperor Jing was getting impatient. "Just read the last sentence."
The master of ceremonies hurriedly turned to the last page and read out the last sentence: "...with a golden book and golden seal, you are established as Empress..."
Emperor Jing took the Empress's Phoenix Seal and handed it directly to Zhao Jihua. He said to Zhao Jihua with deep affection, "Jihua, I have done it. I have finally married you with the empire as my dowry."
The officials from the Ministry of Rites were left there, neither speaking nor remaining silent, which was also problematic.
Oh well, young people are just energetic and impulsive.
"Ahem!" The eunuch holding the tray beside him gestured to Emperor Jing.
Emperor Jing hurriedly pretended to be serious and said, "Ahem! Today I bestow upon you the Empress's seal and ribbon, and invite you to rule the world together. From now on, you will be the Empress, the mother of the nation."
After the ceremony, the emperor and empress, surrounded by guards and palace maids, slowly walked towards their bedchamber.
Along the way, palace lanterns were hung high, red silk ribbons fluttered, and palace maids held fresh flowers and scattered petals, paving a road of happiness for them.
As night fell and the lanterns were lit, a grand wedding banquet was held in the palace.
The emperor and empress sat in the main seats, receiving congratulations from officials and members of the royal family.
Tables were laden with fine wine and delicious food, and everyone was filled with laughter and joy as they celebrated this double celebration.
After the wedding banquet, the emperor and empress returned to their palace and held the nuptial ceremony.
They sat facing each other and drank the nuptial wine together, symbolizing that from then on, the couple would share joys and sorrows and walk hand in hand for life.
Several of his brothers came to invite him out for drinks.
"No, no, I want to stay with my wife!"
The crowd exchanged knowing glances, then left laughing and joking, leaving only one sentence in the air:
"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
The red candles flickered, casting shadows that danced on the carved window frames, draping the Phoenix Palace in a dreamlike veil.
Zhao Jihua, dressed in a magnificent and solemn phoenix coronet and wedding gown, sat upright on the wedding bed. Hearing the teasing words, her slightly lowered eyes revealed a hint of nervousness and shyness.
The bridal chamber was filled with the warm fragrance of dragon and phoenix candles, mixed with a faint aroma of wine, creating a beautiful yet solemn atmosphere.
Emperor Jing dismissed all the servants.
The moment the veil was lifted, Jingdi was stunned.
"Jihua, you are so beautiful..."
"..."
"Jihua, you must be exhausted today." Emperor Jing sat down beside her, his voice deep and gentle, and gently took her hand in his.
Zhao Jihua trembled slightly; after all, she was an inexperienced girl, and her cheeks flushed.
She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling: "Your Majesty, to be able to marry Your Majesty, no matter how tiring it is, it's all worth it."
Her voice was soft and melodious, carrying a hint of newlywed shyness and sweetness.
Emperor Jing looked at her, his heart filled with tenderness.
He gently removed her phoenix crown, placed the heavy jewelry aside, and then tenderly combed her slightly disheveled hair.
Zhao Jihua tilted her head slightly, letting his fingers run through her hair, and a unique warmth welled up in her heart.
"Jihua, do you know? From the day I first met you, I made a promise in my heart that I would marry you."
Emperor Jing looked into Zhao Jihua's eyes as if trying to etch her image into his heart.
Zhao Jihua's cheeks flushed slightly as she said softly, "Your Majesty flatters me. I am but an ordinary woman, and it is truly my great fortune to have Your Majesty's favor."
"Don't call me Your Majesty, call me A-Jing."
Emperor Jing gently shook his head, his fingers lightly tracing her cheek: "You are no ordinary woman. Your intelligence, kindness, and resilience have deeply fascinated me. Before, I only thought that being carefree was enough, and their struggle for the throne was none of my concern. In this palace, I often felt lonely and exhausted. But your words back then gave me a sense of meaning in life. Sometimes I am also fearful, but as long as I think of you, my heart is filled with warmth and strength."
Hearing his words, Zhao Jihua was deeply moved, and her eyes welled up with tears: "Your Majesty is so kind to me, I will definitely accompany Your Majesty wholeheartedly and share your worries and difficulties."
"No! It's not about you sharing my burdens. It's about us realizing your dream together—no, it should be our shared dream." He smiled.
"Look at me, I have a really low alcohol tolerance. I didn't drink much, but I'm already drunk."
He looked at Zhao Jihua's fair face, his throat bobbed, and he unconsciously swallowed.