A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 1435 - 1433: The Grand Wedding (Part 2)

At that time, Shih Shaoling successfully married the Princess, leading the bride into the carriage and leaving the palace, already an hour later.

...

The grand sedan chair with thirty-two carriers was exceedingly luxurious.

The highest standard dowry of the Legitimate Princess was equally eye-catching.

The dowry procession, nearly ten miles long, circled the Capital City Street three full times, attracting countless citizens to watch.

The crowds gathered on both sides of the road, chattering with various discussions.

"Tsk tsk tsk, surely worthy of being the Emperor’s most favored Fourth Princess! Indeed, the standard is unprecedented in the current dynasty!"

"Isn’t it? When the previous three Princesses were married, they didn’t have such a spectacle!!"

"Even the favored Second Princess only had a dowry two-thirds larger than the Eldest Princess and Third Princess!"

"Now looking at the Fourth Princess, the dowry just doubled, tsk tsk!"

"Indeed, there is a distinction between legitimate and concubine-born!"

Someone next to them immediately responded.

"Isn’t that obvious?"

"In ordinary wealthy families, can a legitimate daughter and a concubine-born daughter be the same when married? Why should the Emperor’s daughter be the same!"

Everyone listened and thought it made sense.

"That makes sense!"

...

After circling the capital three times, Shih Shaoling, dressed in a red wedding robe, rode a tall horse, carrying his dream bride into the Princess’s Mansion.

A full half hour later, the last piece of dowry finally entered the mansion gates.

At that moment, the indoor ceremony was already completed.

The Princess had already been escorted to the bridal chamber, and Shih Shaoling had changed his clothes, ready to entertain guests in the outer courtyard.

Despite the many rules of the Royal Family, the wedding ceremony processes remained the same.

For example, after paying respects to the heavens and earth, the bride must remain in the bridal chamber.

For example, the bride can’t eat anything all day.

And she must be covered with a red veil for the whole day.

Of course, where there are rules, there are those who break them.

Yue Er was one of the latter.

After wearing the Phoenix Crown for most of the day, her neck was on the verge of breaking from the weight.

Noticing that most people had left the room, she suddenly tore off her red veil.

"Ying Luo!"

"At your service!"

Ying Luo hurriedly came from outside.

There were too many congratulatory gifts outside; she needed to organize them, and she was very busy at the moment.

"Quickly help me remove this thing, it’s too heavy!"

Ying Luo was shocked to see the Princess’s hair already disheveled, rendered speechless by surprise.

"Princess!"

"You... you can’t..."

"Why not? I say you can, now hurry up!" Yue Er was getting impatient.

Ying Luo felt a jolt in her heart and quickly bowed her head to respond.

Then she swiftly went forward and deftly removed the Phoenix Crown.

"Undo the hair bun as well! I want to bathe!"

"Ah?"

Ying Luo was startled again by this shocking command.

She felt bitter inside: The Princess disregarded everything! If the Empress finds out, then she...

"Hurry up, don’t you see the powder on my face is thicker than the city wall!"

The makeup was too heavy; she never liked to wear cosmetics.

And now, after a whole day, her face was sweating a lot, and the sticky feeling was unbearable even for fifteen minutes.

"Yes!"

"This maid will go and call someone to prepare!"

After speaking, she turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Yue Er called her back again.

"Go tell the new palace maid beside me that this is the Princess’s Mansion; don’t go bothering my mother for everything!"

"If I find out, she won’t be a palace maid for long!"

"Understood?"

"Understood!" Ying Luo replied.

...

Ying Luo returned hastily within half an hour.

"Princess, the hot water is ready, you can bathe now!"

Yue Er was very pleased and instructed Ying Luo to bring clothes, and several maids went excitedly to the bathing room.

The bath here was newly built, very large and spacious.

The white marble steps reflected the candlelight, emitting a gentle luster.

The hot water inside was steaming, with beautiful red petals floating on top, exuding a faint fragrance.

Around, there were maids who understood the rules standing quietly, their heads bowed, hardly noticeable.

The entire bathing room was exquisite and luxurious, yet understated and elegant.

"It’s good!"

Yue Er nodded, very satisfied with the place.

She shed her clothes and soaked herself in the bath, closing her eyes comfortably.

It’s good to be a Princess.

Previously, she always complained about not being free, but now it seems sacrificing freedom can still bring some benefits.

At least she doesn’t have to be like ordinary gentry’s daughters, who must be good wives after marriage.

All those virtues and duties just give her a headache thinking about them.

...

After bathing, it was already late in the afternoon.

She had woken up too early in the morning and was now very sleepy.

She curled up in the comfortable bed and slept until the sky was completely dark.

When she opened her eyes, the room was still silent; no one dared disturb her.

Yue Er yawned and got up.

"Ying Luo!"

Ying Luo came in to light the lamps upon hearing the movement, smiling.

"Princess is awake?"

"Where’s Shih Shaoling? Still drinking?"

Ying Luo smiled.

"The Prince Consort came back once, saw the Princess was tired, and went to the study!"

"Before he left, he specially instructed to be informed as soon as the Princess woke up!"

Yue Er nodded, then asked.

"Is he drunk?"

Ying Luo shook her head.

"Doesn’t seem like it!"

Only then did Yue Er feel relieved, got up, changed clothes, and called someone to fetch Shih Shaoling.

...

All the candle holders in the room were lit.

The spacious bedroom presented a scene quite different from the daytime.

Ying Luo sighed with a smile.

"Truly worthy of the Empress’s arrangement of the Princess’s Mansion, every scene and object bears the style of Fengyu Pavilion in the palace!"

"Does the Princess like it?"

Yue Er looked around, indeed finding familiar objects and their positions.

She slightly nodded.

"No wonder I feel so familiar!"

Ying Luo smiled and handed over a lacquered red tray.

"The ceremony is not over yet, Princess. Here is your red veil!"

"Later, when the Master Prince comes, you still need to undergo the veil-lifting ceremony!"

Yue Er hesitated for a moment but still patiently picked up the veil.

"Alright!"

Though not fond of these rules, she liked that person! Besides, these rules are all good wishes favored by elders.

Well, let it trouble her then.

...

When Shih Shaoling came in, Yue Er was already dressed up.

She wore a red outfit and a red veil, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

Though separated by a flowing, wide robe, he could still discern her delicate and graceful silhouette.

For some reason, he suddenly felt his throat dry.

"Prince Consort, please go ahead!"

The Wedding Matron handed over a balance rod adorned with red flowers with a smile.

Shih Shaoling, with trembling hands, accepted it and slowly walked towards Yue Er.

With gentle gestures, he lifted Yue Er’s red veil.

The light, embroidered with mandarin ducks, red silk fell to the floor, and he looked up to see the person he had longed for.

She wore no makeup, her jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders.

Her rosy cheeks shone with a radiant glow in the candlelight, her beautiful and prominent features exquisite and elegant, and her eyes more dazzling than stars.