The husband is actually time-traveling!

Chapter 59 The Big Wedding
What's more, it was King Wuxuan of Qin Guojun who traveled thousands of miles to marry him in person.

At that time, Daikin was closely connected with the Western Regions, and the business was mixed. The Kyoto Shogunate of Daikin accommodated the strange styles of various regions.

Wan Yanjing and the four princes were of the same parent, and their biological mother was Fang Guifei, who was favored by the Golden Emperor and crowned the harem.

She completely took advantage of the advantages of the Golden Emperor and Fang Guifei, her beauty and status added to her, and she was awarded the title of the No. [-] beauty of the Jin Dynasty, and her marriage with Huo Xiang was also considered to be very suitable.

This wedding also allowed the Fourth Prince to have a powerful brother-in-law, raising his political capital to a higher level.

Although he is not the crown prince, the fourth prince Wan Yanxu's limelight has completely overwhelmed his elder brother the crown prince. He has been favored since childhood, ambitious and favors power.

The Golden Emperor is well aware of all this, and seems to be happy to see it succeed, he boldly delegated power, and has no intention of suppressing the fourth prince at all.

So the courtiers all suspected that the Golden Emperor might want the fourth prince to inherit the throne, and the present prince was just a shield or whetstone to withstand the fire.

Of course, these are not things Wan Yanjing needs to consider, she just needs to be a happy and beautiful bride.

The wedding was held in Dajin. The newly built Princess Mansion is comparable to the Little Palace, with yellow walls and red tiles, and the red tiles are plated with a layer of gold leaf. The sun shines with golden light, like a building complex made of gold.

The state of Qin took the two cities it had just conquered as dowry gifts, and hundreds of welcoming missions carried Qin's special products into the shogunate.

Amidst the din of gongs and drums, the court ladies wore gorgeous brocade clothes and held flower baskets, gorgeous petals were floating in the air, and the air was filled with bursts of fragrance.

When the lanterns came on, thousands of colored lanterns lit up the entire shogunate.

The orchid dances, the piano flute ensemble, the dishes are rich and delicate, the aroma is overflowing, and the wine is fragrant, covering the entire lobby. When the ceremony is over, there are countless fireworks blooming over the palace.

On the wedding night, Wan Yanjing saw Huo Xiang for the first time.

Her god-like newlywed husband pushed open the door of the new house, as if stepping out of the painting step by step, but the demeanor depicted on the paper is not one-ten-thousandth of that of a real person.

The tall man was wearing a gorgeous red robe embroidered with gold thread, with black sleeves hanging down, and the faint candlelight flickered softly behind the red gauze, reflecting on his side face like a quenching magic soldier.

After spreading the tent, in the lively blessing of Xi Niang, the scale rod provoked the crown yarn.

The crown veil was taken off, Wan Yanjing lowered her head in embarrassment, and completed the wedding in a daze amidst the noise.

Xi Niang cut off her and Huo Xiang's strands of hair and tied them together, laughing and muttering loudly, another long string of blessings.

After the complicated ceremony was over, Gan Tang took off her makeup and accessories, closed the door, and exited the wedding room.

Wan Yanjing sat on the bed, looking at the groom's tall and straight back, feeling a little apprehensive, but more joyful and shy.

Until Huo Xiang put the robe on the hanger and turned around abruptly, her joyful and shy eyes were caught off guard by a pair of cold and clear eyes.

Under Huo Xiang's calm, self-possessed, emotionless gaze, her smile gradually froze until it disappeared.

Under Huo Xiang's condescending and astonishing gaze, he began to get scared.

She rubbed the corners of the wedding dress, not understanding what was going on with this atmosphere.

She belatedly discovered that her newlywed husband didn't seem to have smiled from the beginning to the end.

Embarrassment, puzzlement, doubt, grievance...

"Hu... husband?"

After a long time, Huo Xiang gave a faint "hmm", and he took two steps towards the bed.

The huge shadow cast on the wall twisted wildly with the flickering of the candle flame.

Wan Yanjing's palms were sweating, she almost hid in the bed in a panic, and hugged the big red Xiqui embroidered with gold silk mandarin ducks in her arms.

It was like a fluffy white-haired cub the size of a palm was suddenly approached by a huge indifferent lion into a corner, and the oppression from the natural enemy predator was so overwhelming that she couldn't breathe.

Huo Xiang stopped in his tracks, and his voice was cold: "Princess is tired today, let's rest early."

In Wanyanjing's trembling pupils, he moved away step by step, and lay down on the soft bed ten steps away from her.With a wave of his finger, most of the candles were extinguished, leaving only the two thickest wedding candles...

The marriage was proposed by Qin Guo, and Huo Xiang's uncle personally wrote the invitation card, asking for his nephew to marry Princess Yi'an of Dajin, hoping for the good of the two countries.

Wan Yanjing never thought that Huo Xiang himself might not be satisfied with this marriage, that he might have other loves, or that his aspirations were not here, but under the persecution of his elders and politics, he had to marry a woman he had never seen before.

He is like a mountain snow lotus that does not eat fireworks, anyone who marries him seems to be polluting him.

Three days later, Huo Xiang led the convoy, the bride and the bride's ten miles of red makeup, preparing to return from the shogunate to Yunjing, Qin State.

Jinhuang and Fang Guifei saw her off at the entrance of the city, Wanyanjing was crying and clamoring to pick up her father, mother and concubine, clamoring to reconcile, but not to leave Dajin.

It's a pity that her father, queen and concubine ignored her.

In fact, she has been making trouble for three days.

When she entered the palace on the second day of her wedding, Wan Yanjing told her mother and concubine that she didn't like Huo Xiang and didn't want to go to Qin, but such a big matter, she regretted it whenever she wanted, and she couldn't tell what wronged her.

"He, he is so scary!" Wan Yanjing couldn't find a word, so she could only say this.

Concubine Fang was helpless and funny, she just thought it was the spoiled princess throwing a temper tantrum: "He is a general, so it's natural to be a little aggressive. Didn't you like him very much before? The emperor asked you if you want to marry, and you happily agreed."

Jin Huang was even worse, it was fine if he didn't comfort her, and he complained to Huo Xiang with a headache on his face: "A Mi is spoiled by us, she may not be used to it for a while, and when she goes to Qin, she doesn't have to follow her in everything."

Huo Xiang was good at pretending, he acted like an upright junior in front of Jin Huang, saying that he hadn't had much contact with girls, maybe he scared the princess inadvertently.

Wanyan was so angry that she was about to die, she felt that she was tricked into jumping into some kind of huge pit, and she was about to suffer in dire straits, but it was a pity that her father, mother and concubine didn't believe her.

At the entrance of the shogunate, a long queue was waiting for her alone.

Wan Yanjing drenched her concubine's clothes until she felt a hand on her shoulder.

She turned her head and saw Huo Xiang's sharp and flawless face.

"If you miss the return date, you may encounter Ling Xun. After summer, when A Mi will be homesick, how about I accompany you back?"

Huo Xiang persuaded her gently by calling her nickname. Although there was no smile in his eyes, he was upright and peaceful, with a tolerant and reliable appearance.

Seeing that Wanyan Jing did not refuse, he gently stroked her head with his hand. The warm and harmless palm made her feel in a trance that what she saw on the night of her wedding was an illusion, and that her fuss now was unreasonable.

Maybe, I was thinking wrong?
Just like he said, maybe he just doesn't know how to get along with girls. They were all too nervous on the wedding night?

With tears in the corners of Wan Yanjing's eyes, she stared blankly at the hand held by Huo Xiang, and obediently got on the carriage to Qin.

(End of this chapter)