A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 1393 - 1391: Moved

From beginning to end, he maintained immense patience, without a trace of impatience.

This man, graceful and elegant, both scholarly and martial with outstanding talent, deserves the world’s most beautiful maiden and every wonderful word.

The aunts, the uncles, even the wetnurse nannies and maids of County Princess Yilan.

All envied and were jealous of County Princess Yilan.

"How wonderful it is!"

"Although the County Princess is marrying into Marquis Pingan’s Family, just looking at the Master Prince makes it worthwhile!"

"Who says it isn’t!"

"I heard this Master Prince is both scholarly and martial, with upright conduct, well-versed in literature and filial! The young couple will surely complement each other well, living in perfect harmony!"

"Indeed, perhaps it will become another beautiful tale in the future!!"

The world views such tales with an envious heart.

This is a beautiful anticipation and yearning; it’s the only sweetness in women’s bitter lives.

If even this dream is shattered, there truly is nothing left to hope for.

These words spread quickly, soon reaching Yilan’s ears.

She blushed instantly, her face a shade of red; what young girl doesn’t harbor romantic thoughts? What young boy doesn’t dream of a beautiful maiden?

The age of youthful yearning, isn’t it quite normal?

...

Two hours later, Nan Yunze easily solved all the difficulties.

Finally, at the auspicious time, he took County Princess Yilan’s hand in marriage.

The returning bridal sedan was also extremely luxurious, though Yilan was only a County Princess, yet being a royal clan daughter, it couldn’t be too shabby.

Additionally, Marquis Pingan’s Mansion expressed their regard for the County Princess by spending extra silver to further enhance the quality of the bridal sedan.

The top of the bright red canopy was embroidered with large clusters of hibiscus and peony.

The four corners of the carriage were adorned with exquisitely designed and intricately crafted luxurious golden tassels.

Around the canopy, different patterns were embroidered with gold silk threads: neck-to-neck mandarin ducks, biyi birds on intertwining branches, peacocks flying south, and lastly, golden hairpins and jade ornaments, symbolizing a harmonious marriage.

The canopy was carried by sixteen people, with all ceremonial honors plentiful.

Such specifications and pomp are comparable even for a Commandery Princess.

County Princess Yilan’s heart filled with sweetness once again.

The bridal sedan paraded through the streets of the Capital City amidst drums and gongs, as more and more townspeople gathered to watch the excitement.

They commented in admiration about the groom on the white horse, and curiously about the mysterious bride under the red canopy.

"Tsk tsk! Such a family, such grandeur, what kind of beauty must the bride inside possess?"

"Indeed, just looking at the groom’s appearance, how many girls in this world can match him!"

"A perfect match of talent and beauty, this must be what it refers to!"

"Look at this, the dowry is extensive too, the first sedan has already walked half a mile, and the last one hasn’t even left the gate!"

A ten-mile dowry is an exaggeration, in reality, this kind of grandeur is enough to attract everyone’s attention.

It’s more than enough to be the Capital City’s gossip over tea and meals for a month or two.

...

Since Prince He Mansion and Marquis Pingan’s Mansion are not far apart.

The wedding procession had to circle three times before entering the gate, as if to announce to the world in a grand manner.

Although Marquis Pingan’s Mansion couldn’t compare to the grandeur of Prince He Mansion.

In terms of both the wedding and the banquet, they did their utmost, sparing no effort to make it lavish.

They made every effort to welcome the County Princess into their family, giving her everything her status deserved.

To say it wasn’t moving would be a lie.

After bowing to the heavens and being sent to the bridal chamber, Yilan still couldn’t believe it was real.

"Am I not dreaming?"

She said, her eyes reddened.

The maid beside her laughed.

"What’s wrong, County Princess? You’re definitely not dreaming!"

Yilan smiled sheepishly.

"I never thought I would be valued so highly; even when I was at Prince He Mansion, I never felt this way!"

"This shows that the Master Prince values you, County Princess!" the maid comforted with a smile.

"From now on, you will be Madam Imperial Concubine! Not only the Marquis and Madam adore you, but also the Master Prince, and even the Marquis and Lady Hou cherish you!"

Yilan was excited inside, but outwardly she still scolded the maid.

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense!"

The words were said, but there wasn’t a hint of blame in her tone.

Which woman would dislike being cherished!!

...

The wait was exceptionally long.

She waited almost from dawn till dusk, her apple-sweated hands dripping wet, and her neck pained from the weight of the Phoenix Crown, causing intense pain with every tilt of her head.

The accompanying dowry maid felt some pity.

"County Princess, why don’t you take it off for a while to rest?"

Yilan firmly shook her head.

"No way!"

"They value me so much, I can’t break the rules!"

Still have to lift the veil, still have to drink the joint-cup wine, still have to... tie the marital bond.

She didn’t want to undo her hair now, she wanted him to see her at her most beautiful.

The maid hesitated but ultimately said nothing more.

Their waiting began again, long and uncertain.

This time, they didn’t know how long they waited.

Outside, the night grew deep, the moon hung high, and everything quieted down.

The maid couldn’t hold back any longer.

"Mistress, why don’t you rest a bit!"

Yilan stiffly moved her neck, shaking her head.

"No way!"

"I... can’t!"

Her neck hurt so much, tears welled up in her eyes, but she bit her lip and held back.

"But..."

The maid was about to speak when suddenly footsteps were heard outside.

Yilan quickly swallowed her tears back.

"Don’t say anything, he’s back!"

Perhaps he got drunk, perhaps... he was being forced to drink by others, he surely didn’t do it intentionally.

There he is, after all... here he comes!

In her heart, Yilan instantly forgave him.

...

The bridal chamber’s door opened, and it was not only the groom who entered but also the maid, old women, and Sister Xi who followed.

The next steps were: lifting the bridal veil, drinking the joint-cup wine, and tying the marital bond!

Originally, there wasn’t any trouble; they didn’t have to do much, everything was left to Sister Xi to handle.

But Nan Yunze seemed a bit impatient.

Before Sister Xi could make any preparations, he already picked up the balance beam and lifted her red veil on his own.

Moreover... after lifting it, he didn’t even glance at her and immediately turned to look for the joint-cup wine.

"Master Prince..."

"Don’t dawdle, I’m truly exhausted, hurry up!" His tone was somewhat impatient.

Sister Xi, looking embarrassed, could only quickly say a few auspicious words and hurriedly handed her the joint-cup wine.

...

Yilan was stunned, how was this completely different from what she imagined?

In her dream, the scene should have been:

He gently lifted her veil, then gazed at her with deep affection.

Even if that didn’t happen, at the very least, he should have looked at her properly.

But, there was nothing!

He was perfunctory, he ignored, he passed by in haste.

Looking at the wine cup handed to her, she hesitated greatly.

"To take it, or not to take it!"