Wearing a book, hooking him up

Red silk is fluttering, gongs and drums are roaring, today is Su Jingyao's wedding day.

From afar, the winding team looked like a long red dragon, stretching into the distance.

Leading the way was a group of attendants in gorgeous attire, holding various flags embroidered with exquisite patterns that fluttered in the wind.

Next came a series of gorgeously decorated carriages, each filled with a dazzling array of dowries, with boxes and baskets stacked like mountains, even inlaid with gold and silver.

The dowry in the boxes included exquisite silk brocade and countless gold and silver jewelry, each piece of which was exquisitely crafted.

There are countless jewels and jade articles, with round pearls, sparkling gems and warm jadeite, which complement each other and are dazzling.

In addition to these, there are also various antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and classic books, all of which demonstrate the elegance and cultural heritage of the Shangshu Ling Su family.

The whole team moved forward slowly and orderly, and the people were all amazed at the magnificence of the ten-mile red wedding dress and the richness of the dowry.

Su Jingyao sat upright in the wedding sedan. There was no custom in Jun country for women to wear a red veil when they got married. Usually they would just cover their faces with a round fan. And as a concubine, she did not need to perform rituals such as the couple's greetings with the prince.

The prince only needs to come to pick up the bride, and after arriving at the Eastern Palace, Su Jingyao will be carried into her bedroom.

The prince welcomed the guests in the main hall of the East Palace.

The journey was long, and Su Jingyao had so many accessories on her head that it was really uncomfortable, but she had no choice but to endure it.

Su Jingyao, who was in the sedan chair, could only judge her location by the sounds from the outside world.

When the sounds of gongs and drums gradually faded away, the servants carrying the sedan chair turned many corners and finally arrived at Xiyan Palace.

Supported by Miaoyun, Su Jingyao walked into the palace and sat on the wedding bed, never putting down the round fan in her hand.

This time, Su Jingyao brought the four maids Miaoyun, Miaoxia, Miaoyue and Miaoxue and Nanny Li to the East Palace. This is the benefit of the marriage granted by His Majesty. There is no limit on the woman's dowry and the maids she brings with her.

After everyone had left, she gently put down her fan, her beautiful eyes moving as she carefully examined the layout of the bedroom.

The floor is covered with gorgeous and soft carpets, and the walls are hung with exquisite paintings with delicate brushstrokes and lifelike appearance.

The headboard of this wedding bed is also exquisitely carved and even inlaid with the finest pearls and gems. The soft silk bedding is embroidered with exquisite patterns and feels delicate and smooth.

There is a set of exquisite tables and chairs placed by the window, and on the table there is a vase filled with fresh flowers, emitting bursts of fragrance.

The entire bedroom is decorated in a festive yet elegant, gorgeous yet warm manner.

It seems that the prince has done a good job in saving his reputation.

It’s just that the name of this palace isn’t nice, Xiyan?

The name of the palace for a young woman like her is actually Xiyan. It seems that the prince dislikes her very much.

Su Jingyao sat there for an unknown amount of time before she finally heard a noise coming from outside the door. She quickly picked up the round fan and covered her face.

The protagonist of tonight finally arrived.

Jun Zechen stepped into the bedroom, his handsome face without the slightest smile.

Today's wedding banquet was arranged by the emperor, and Su Jingyao is the daughter of the Shangshu and a noble lady from an aristocratic family. For the prince, even if he is reluctant, he has to accept it.

As the crown prince, although he has great power, he also has greater responsibilities.

After Jun Zechen came in, he stood in the distance and looked at Su Jingyao who was sitting quietly on the bed with complicated eyes.

The round fan obscured her face, making it difficult to see her true appearance.

All that could be seen was the dazzling pearl hairpins on the woman's head, which looked extremely luxurious, and the crimson wedding dress that perfectly outlined her slender waist, showing off her beautiful figure.

The woman's hands holding the round fan were slender, long, white and tender, with a faint pink color on her fingertips, which made her look pitiful and cute.

She sat with such graceful posture that no one could find any fault with her.

Jun Zechen walked casually to Su Jingyao, his eyes calm, and nonchalantly took the fan from her hand and threw it aside.

This sudden and disrespectful action startled Su Jingyao, and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, filled with fear after being startled.

Her eyelashes fluttered unconsciously, like petals trembling in the wind, and the action of biting her lower lip revealed her inner tension and anxiety.

"I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Her voice was soft and trembling slightly.

Jun Zechen had originally heard that the eldest daughter of the Su family was extremely beautiful, but he had been accustomed to seeing beauties since he was a child. To him, a woman's character was more important than her appearance.

After taking away the fan, he did not expect that underneath the fan was such an exquisite face.

Her makeup is exquisite, her face is rosy, her lips are red like apricots, her eyes are bright and her teeth are white. She looks bright, attractive, lively and charming.

Jun Zechen's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Although he was distracted for a moment, he still maintained a stern expression.

Beautiful faces are but a dream in life and will eventually fade away with the passage of time. Even if the beauty at this moment is confusing, it will not shake his heart.

Jun Zechen came here today just to explain things to her.

"Get up." His voice was calm and low.

Su Jingyao stood up slowly, but her eyes were always on the prince's actions. Seeing that the prince was still standing, she felt a little uneasy and did not dare to sit down rashly.

After hesitating for a moment, she timidly asked, "Your Highness, would you like to sit down?" Her voice was so soft that it seemed as if only she could hear it.

Jun Zechen stared at her quietly for a moment, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. His stern face showed no expression, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

The eldest daughter of the Su family is delicate and fragile, and speaks softly. Jun Zechen dislikes this kind of woman the most.

Isn't this the character of the concubine in my father's palace? However, the concubine is completely different in front of my father and in front of my mother.

Jun Zechen's sharp eyes quickly swept over the young lady who seemed equally delicate, and then he sat on the edge of the bed with an expressionless face.

"You can sit down too."

Upon hearing this, Su Jingyao gently sat down.

There was a slight distance between the two of them. She sat sideways, her eyes constantly fixed on Jun Zechen.

Jun Zechen is worthy of being the male lead, his high nose bridge is as delicate as a sculpture, his thin lips are slightly pursed, revealing a sense of coldness and arrogance.

His eyebrows were as black as ink, and he looked extremely heroic. The few strands of black hair that flew diagonally into his temples added a bit of unruly and unrestrained look.

His profile is handsome and his facial features are impeccable, as if it was a masterpiece carefully carved by God.

Su Jingyao was quite satisfied with this face and could eat it. She was a bit obsessed with appearance and was strict with herself and men.

In modern times, since entering college, Su Jingyao has never had a period of being single, and she has changed boyfriends one after another. To her, men are the stepping stones for her to climb up and the driving force for her to explore the stars and embrace the sea.

Jun Zechen keenly felt the woman's scrutinizing gaze from time to time, his lips became more and more stiff, and his tightly pursed lips revealed his determination.

Since he had already promised Ling Yue that they would be together for the rest of their lives, Ling Yue also gave up her freedom in the frontier and returned to the capital for him.

He would definitely stick to his promise and would never have anything to do with the woman in front of him.

"I came here today just to explain something to you. The Crown Princess and I are already in love, and our feelings are deep. And the Crown Princess is the only one in my heart, so I will not touch you."

His voice was as cold as spring water, without any emotion. After he finished speaking, he slowly turned his head and stared at her with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Su Jingyao's face was as calm as a windless lake, or like a pool of water that had never been stirred to form ripples, as if she had already known that he would not favor her.

She listened quietly, then the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a faint smile, and her eyes revealed a gentle and pure light, just like the warm spring sun, soft and warm, which made people feel pity.

"Your Highness, before I married you, I had already heard about the wonderful story between you and the Crown Princess. You two are in perfect harmony, and I shouldn't have intruded on this beautiful situation. However, it is difficult to disobey the Emperor's order..."

Su Jingyao's voice was soft and gentle, her tone full of helplessness, as gentle as the falling of a feather.

She slowly told the truth. This marriage was not only out of the prince's control, but also out of her control.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness. I can accept that Your Highness doesn't like me, or even... doesn't even touch me."

After saying that, Su Jingyao frowned slightly, bit her red lips as tender as cherry blossoms, and a hint of shameful pink appeared on her face.

As a woman, she felt very embarrassed to say such words.

Then she said, "But..." Su Jingyao hesitated, not knowing how to start.

"Just what?" Jun Zechen's eyes were fixed on her.

Su Jingyao lowered her head slightly, her eyes narrowed, as if there were thousands of words surging in her heart, but she didn't know where to start.

After a brief silence, she took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to look up again, her eyes full of earnestness, as if a candle flame was flickering in her gaze.

"My father is the Minister of State, he is a good minister of the country, and I don't want my father to be criticized because of me. So I beg Your Highness to give me some respect, and also give my father some respect, and let him stay in Xiyan Palace."

"I will not ask Your Highness to do anything. I will also explain the reason when I pay my respects to the Crown Princess tomorrow morning. I will never destroy the relationship between Your Highness and your sister."

Jun Zechen listened to the woman's words, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes lost in thought, as deep as the still water in a deep pool.

He had originally planned to have a clear talk with Su Jingyao tonight and then go to the study to sleep, but what she said made sense.

Su Jingyao's marriage was originally arranged by her father, the emperor, and her father was the second-rank Shangshu Ling, the head of the civil officials.

If she was treated so coldly on the first night of her wedding, it would not sound good if it got out.

Jun Zechen's gaze, like the calm water of a lake, quietly fell on the woman beside him.

She lowered her head slightly, her curled eyelashes like a dancing butterfly, casting playful shadows in the swaying candlelight.

Her pretty face, perhaps because of her makeup or her inner shyness, had a faint blush on it, just like peach blossoms blooming in spring.

She was truly beautiful, the most outstanding woman Jun Zechen had ever seen. This was his evaluation from the bottom of his heart.

But he never expected that the daughter of Shangshu Ling was so kind and innocent.

He originally thought that after he said these words today, the woman would burst into tears, cry non-stop, or even try her best to seduce him.

But she was so calm and composed, and just bravely expressed the reasonable demands in her heart. Her clear eyes were sincere and firm, making it hard to refuse.

But every woman has many faces, and he wouldn't completely believe her just because of what she said today.

Jun Zechen nodded slightly and said "hmm" lightly, which was considered as his agreement to stay in Xiyan Palace tonight.

When Su Jingyao heard that the man agreed to stay, she felt relieved. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing an innocent and relieved smile.

She said softly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Then she asked a little unnaturally: "Your Highness, do you need me to change your clothes?" There was a barely perceptible nervousness in her voice.

"No need." Jun Zechen's voice was filled with the indifference that had been with him since he entered the bedroom.

"Okay, I'll go wash up myself."

Su Jingyao moved to the dressing table, sat down gracefully, and gently removed her bright makeup. Then she slowly took off the pearl hairpin on her head. Her black hair fell like a waterfall, sparkling with a soft luster.