A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 1392 - 1390: A Year Flew By

Turns out she... still remembers!

His gaze was deep as he closed the sandalwood box again, placing it in his palm and gently caressing it.

Inch by inch, pattern by pattern.

Heart racing, suddenly moved.

"Yue Er, how should I face you?"

...

Actually, things weren’t as awkward as he imagined.

After that incident passed, Yue Er was just as before.

She was still that carefree, cheerful young girl.

Laughing heartily when happy, throwing a tantrum when unhappy, until she turned happy.

She treated him the same as before.

In martial arts lessons, she always liked to mock him sarcastically, and when dissatisfied, she would still criticize him.

He pretended to be as he was before.

But inside... it was still different.

He would let her win and watch her laugh triumphantly.

He would intentionally lose to her just to see her angry face.

He knew she hated when opponents went easy on her the most.

Everything between them seemed the same as before, yet it was subtly different.

...

Days passed calmly and routinely, day by day, month by month, year by year; seemingly the same yet somewhat different.

Inside the palace, outside the palace, in the Capital City, outside the Capital City, and to say broadly, inside and outside the Great Chu Dynasty, all was at peace.

Zhao Junyao was in his prime age, handling national affairs with increasing ease, ruthless and decisive.

Crown Prince Zhao Qichen also inherited much from Emperor Jiayuan.

Despite his young age, he was already seasoned in strategy.

Even without the Emperor’s support, he could manage most state affairs.

Let alone when father and son worked together.

They governed Great Chu Dynasty with order and impermeability.

The people lived peacefully, and the nation was strong and prosperous.

...

This year was probably the most boring year since Yue Er was born.

County Princess Yilan got engaged, and was going through the six etiquettes, completely unable to leave home.

Chen Weiyu was also confined at home under the pretext of needing to learn rules as she was growing older.

Only Yue Er had some freedom, occasionally leaving the palace to visit them.

Yet each time she went, they were always busy.

After visiting a few times, she didn’t want to go anymore.

So she gradually stayed in the palace.

She usually went to the Study Room to study and learn with her siblings.

When she was idle, she stayed in the palace.

If she was bored, she would stick to the Third Prince and Fourth Prince, going out of the palace together to find trinkets or listen to performances.

Gradually, she discovered there wasn’t anything wrong with such a life.

After growing up a bit, she wasn’t as restless as when she was younger.

She became much more stable, matured a lot, no longer the little girl who knew nothing and only cared about running around.

...

A year quickly passed, and it was soon the Twenty Fifth Year of Jiayuan.

On her birthday, County Princess Yilan, who was a year older than Yue Er, officially performed the coming-of-age rite.

Meanwhile, her wedding with Marquis Pingan’s Heir, Nan Yunze, was set for September 8th.

...

Despite Marquis Pingan’s limited influence as he was from a small family, the marriage of the Heir and the Imperial Concubine was still enough to stir quite a commotion in the Capital City.

As the wedding day approached, discussions in the Capital City increased.

The everyday affairs of such prestigious family clans were always welcomed by the public, making for lively discussions at mealtimes.

With her best friend about to marry, Yue Er naturally couldn’t care less about other things and ran to Yilan’s place more often than before.

Yilan was always quite grateful.

"Lucky you came, Yue Er, otherwise I’d really be terrified alone!"

Yue Er couldn’t help but laugh.

"It’s just getting married, what are you afraid of?"

Yilan shook her head.

"Of course I’m scared!"

"No matter how much mental preparation I’ve done, I’d still be nervous!"

"Moreover... I really don’t know him very well yet!"

Since that secret encounter where he exposed her, she felt particularly guilty.

Afraid he’d dislike her, afraid he’d take concubines, more afraid he’d neglect her forever.

Yue Er consoled her with a smile.

"You don’t have to worry. You are a County Princess; when you marry, you’ll be the Imperial Concubine and in the future, the Family Matriarch! You won’t suffer any grievances!"

"Even if you actually face grievances, I’ll be here for you!"

"If he dares bully you, I’ll stand up for you!"

Yilan finally felt reassured.

"You said it!"

"I said it!"

Yue Er patted her chest in assurance!

Yilan finally felt reassured.

...

September 8th arrived in the blink of an eye.

Yue Er and Chen Weiyu, as her closest friends, arrived early in the morning to see her off, accompanying her as she combed her hair.

As dawn was just breaking.

The bride was already surrounded by people, some serving to dress her, some serving to comb her hair, some serving to wash her face.

Yue Er and Chen Weiyu sat aside, watching with wide eyes, unable to help much.

"Getting married is such a hassle!" Chen Weiyu suddenly murmured.

Yue Er nodded.

"Isn’t it? Sister Yilan is a woman of the Royal Clan, so the Ministry of Internal Affairs has to intervene in the wedding arrangements, making the process quite complicated!"

Chen Weiyu stared blankly, eyes void of any light, muttering faintly.

"In the future, I’d rather not get married!"

Though her voice was very soft, Yue Er heard it.

"If you don’t get married, you’ll become a nun!"

Chen Weiyu nodded.

"Yes!"

Yue Er laughed and patted her.

"If you go to be a nun, how would Aunt Chen ever agree?"

Chen Weiyu didn’t say more, but a faint sorrow rose in her eyes suddenly.

...

An hour later, the sky outside brightened, and the bride was dressed.

A red apple was stuffed into her hands, and a red veil was draped over her, just waiting to board the sedan chair.

Seeing there was nothing much left to do here, Yue Er sat beside her and said:

"Cousin, auspicious time is almost here!"

"We shouldn’t be around over there, so Weiyu and I will leave first!"

"I’ll come visit you tomorrow!"

Yilan, feeling a bit reluctant, nodded.

"Careful on the way!"

"Mm!"

Yue Er replied, pulling Weiyu along as she left.

In the Capital City, unmarried girls couldn’t accompany the bride all the way to the husband’s house.

They could only escort her to this point.

...

With two childhood friends leaving, Yilan felt a bit lost.

But thinking she was going to marry her beloved soon, her face brightened with joy.

’Nan Yunze, even though we had misunderstandings, I am confident we can have a good life together!’

’You must wait for me!’

The room filled with more and more people, all relatives like aunts and cousins arriving to see her off.

Though touching, it was indeed noisy.

Yilan couldn’t help moving her ears and turning her neck sore from the Phoenix Crown.

Just then, someone exclaimed: The groom has arrived!

The room instantly became quiet.

Everyone held their breath, listening—it seemed true.

The place became lively again.

Yilan was somewhat amused yet helpless.

...

The process of receiving the bride was quite complex.

The bride’s family would give all sorts of challenges to the groom.

Nan Yunze, dressed in a red robe adorned with a large red flower crown, looked graceful, smiling warmly.

Following all the instructions precisely, he solved all challenges with patience and a smile.