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As expected, Emperor Kangren's imperial decree granting marriage arrived the next day and landed in the hands of Wei Ruchi and Anyang.

When Wei Ruchi received the imperial edict that he had been waiting for for years, the excitement in his heart was almost beyond words. The woman he had dreamed of and obsessed with for six years was going to become his wife. This joy almost drowned him and he could hardly control himself.

When Anyang received the imperial edict, her heart was in turmoil and she could not calm down. Her feelings towards Wei Ruchi were very complicated. It was not just love, but more like a brotherly dependence. This dependence seemed to go beyond the brotherly love. Anyway, she felt an indescribable throbbing and confusion in her heart.

But she didn't regret choosing to marry Wei Ruchi. Maybe it was because she accepted her fate, or maybe it was because she recognized and expected Wei Ruchi from deep in her heart. She didn't know which one it was.

Wei Ruchi was delighted, but he did not forget to prepare for his wedding. He took two thousand-year-old ginsengs and some silver notes and went to the Imperial Observatory to look for Puyang Zhou, the director of the Observatory.

This move surprised Puyang Zhou. After all, it was well known that Lord Wei of the Dali Temple was always known for his integrity and never easily interacted with other ministers, let alone with secular people. But today, he came to visit in person. How could Puyang Zhou not be surprised and puzzled? Deep in his heart, he silently wondered if he had some handle that could be used by others and fell into the hands of Lord Wei.

Seeing Puyang Zhou was very nervous, Wei Ruchi smiled and explained, "Master Puyang, you are worrying too much. I am not here for official business, but to ask you to help me choose an auspicious day for my marriage with Princess Anyang."

Puyang Zhou was relieved when he heard this, and then he felt a little respect. He knew that marriage was a matter of honor for both families, and Wei Ruchi's seriousness showed his deep affection for Princess Anyang. So he immediately calmed down, opened the thick calendar, and calculated carefully.

After a moment, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to a place in the calendar and said, "October 28th is a very auspicious day because the heavenly stems and earthly branches are in harmony and the five elements are mutually beneficial. What do you think, Lord Wei?"

Wei Ruchi frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with the time. Then he pleaded, "Please choose a more auspicious time for me."

After hearing this, Puyang Zhou couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. You know, royal weddings have always been scheduled in winter to ensure the perfect timing, location and people.

Seeing Puyang Zhou's doubts, Wei Ruchi smiled softly: "I'm afraid that the night will be long and dreams will be many, and the wedding date will be missed. I hope you can be flexible."

Puyang Zhou nodded, his eyes moving quickly across the calendar, and finally settled on a date. "Then, on the sixth day of next month, the moon will be bright and the stars will be sparse, which is a good time to get married. However, it will be less than half a month from today, what do you think, Lord Wei?"

Wei Ruchi was overjoyed when he saw this day, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Master Puyang, this day is very good, let's set it on this day." After that, he took out a stack of silver bills and two thousand-year-old ginsengs from his sleeve and handed them to Puyang Zhou: "This is a small gift, please accept it."

Puyang Zhou quickly declined upon seeing this, saying, "Master Wei, you are too polite. This is my job."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ruchi's face was filled with a warm smile. He said softly, "Master Puyang, please don't refuse. This is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you can help me and report this auspicious day to the emperor."

After some demurring, Puyang Zhou finally accepted the gift. The two smiled at each other, and the distance between them was quietly shortened.

He bowed his hands again and thanked him: "Thank you, Lord Puyang. I will return to the mansion immediately to make preparations and will not waste the good time. At that time, Lord Puyang must come and drink a glass of wedding wine to express my gratitude and joy."

Puyang Zhou smiled and nodded, and his respect for Wei Ruchi increased a little more. "Don't worry, Lord Wei, I will do my best to ensure that there will be no mistakes on your wedding day. As for the wedding wine, that's natural. Congratulations to Lord Wei first!"

Wei Ruchi said goodbye to Puyang Zhou with satisfaction and walked out of the gate of the Imperial Observatory with light steps, as if even the air was filled with a sweet scent.

The wedding banquet was scheduled for the sixth day of the sixth lunar month. When Wei Ruchi returned to the mansion, he immediately summoned the housekeeper and trusted servants and began to prepare for the wedding banquet in full swing. From the betrothal gifts to the selection of wedding clothes to the decoration of the wedding room, from entertaining guests to arranging the banquet, he personally took care of every detail and strived for perfection.

Meanwhile, Anyang was also preparing intensively. Although she looked calm on the surface, her heart was already filled with the upcoming wedding banquet. She began to imagine herself wearing her wedding dress, and the moment when she and Wei Ruchi would walk into the palace hand in hand, and her heart was filled with anticipation.

The sixth day of the sixth lunar month soon arrived. The emperor was marrying his daughter, and the capital was filled with joy. The Wei Mansion was decorated with lanterns and red silks, and guests flocked to it, making it extremely lively.

Wei Ruchi was wearing gorgeous groom's suit with a bright smile on his face. He and the wedding procession were waiting at the palace gate early.

Early in the morning, Princess Anyang sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the bronze mirror. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes were clear, and her slightly curled eyelashes fluttered gently.

After a group of palace matchmakers finished the face-opening ceremony, they began to carefully arrange the hair. An old maid held a jade comb in her hand, combing the hair while chanting with blessing:

"If you comb your hair thoroughly, you will be rich and prosperous."

"Comb your hair twice to keep it disease-free and worry-free."

"Combing your hair three times will bring you many children and a long life."

"Comb it all the way to the end, and raise the case to the level of your eyebrows."

"Two combs to the end, two wings together flying together."

"Combing three times to the end, the couple will be united forever, with a beginning and an end, they will share wealth and honor in this life."

Soon Anyang was wearing a bright red phoenix peony wedding dress, and a luxurious and exquisite phoenix crown and several tassel hairpins on her towering bun, making her even more beautiful, bright and extraordinarily luxurious.

She bid farewell to Emperor Kang Ren and Queen Wang and said, "Father, Mother, Anyang is getting married today. She will not be around anymore. I hope you will take care of yourself."

Queen Wang slowly took Anyang's hand, looked at Anyang gently and lovingly, and taught her with the attitude of a mother of the country:

"Anyang, although you are a princess, you are still a woman. After you get married, you must treat your husband with respect and love."

Anyang answered obediently: "Thank you for your teachings, mother. Anyang will definitely remember the duties of a woman, be virtuous, support her husband and raise her children, and grow old with Master Wei."

Emperor Kang Ren was delighted and said, "Good. This is how my daughter should be!"

"Go ahead, don't miss the auspicious time."

"Yes, Father."

Accompanied by Murong Xuanyi and other princes, Anyang rode on a magnificently decorated phoenix chariot and slowly drove out of the palace.

Outside the palace gate, Wei Ruchi had been waiting for a long time with the wedding procession. When he saw Anyang approaching, Wei Ruchi hurried forward and said, "Princess, I am here to take you back to the palace!"

Murong Xuanyi gently patted Wei Ruchi's shoulder. "Be good to Anyang."

Wei Ruchi said solemnly: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely treat the princess well."

After hearing Wei Ruchi's promise, Murong Xuanyi nodded very solemnly.

Then Wei Ruchi covered Anyang with a veil, gently picked her up and put her into the sedan chair. In Wei Ruchi's gentle embrace, Princess Anyang's cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were shining with happiness.

As the music sounded, the wedding procession set off in a grand manner, passing through the streets and alleys.

Wherever the sedan passed, the people knelt down and shouted "Long live the emperor", offering their sincerest blessings to the marriage between the royal family and the minister. People talked about it and said that this was a match made in heaven, and the marriage between the Wei family and the royal family would surely become a good story.

Wei Ruchi was riding on a tall horse, wearing a red robe, with an extraordinary demeanor. From time to time, he looked back at the slowly moving sedan chair, his heart full of tenderness. He secretly vowed to make Anyang the happiest princess in the world.

The bridal sedan finally arrived at the Wei Mansion, the gate was wide open, the red carpet was spread on the floor, and many guests stood on both sides, all of whom were important officials and celebrities in the capital. Wei Ruchi personally dismounted, carefully carried Princess Anyang out of the bridal sedan, and walked towards the main hall step by step, each step seemed so solemn and sacred.