The Legend of Concubine Su

Deep within Su Jingyue's magnificent palace, every brick and tile was bathed in a sea of festivity, as if even time had stood still. Towering red silk ribbons danced softly in the breeze, a woven dreamlike illusion that adorned the entire space with a poetic and picturesque atmosphere. Palace lanterns hung high, their radiant light illuminating the palace at night as if it were daytime. Each light seemed to herald the impending grand ceremony—a wedding not only to honor the Su family, but also to express deep affection for Su Jingyue's adopted sister, Su Yuyue.

The phoenix coronet and bridal robe Su Yuyue wore seemed like a meticulously crafted work of art. The pearls on the coronet shimmered with a gentle luster, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, dazzling and glittering. The phoenix, with its wings spread, was embroidered with gold and silver thread, so lifelike that it seemed ready to soar from the coronet at any moment.

The shawl's colors are vibrant and passionate, like the sunset glow in the sky, fiery red, and a girl's shy face. The peony embroidery on it has layers of overlapping petals, and the delicate needlework makes each petal come alive, almost as if you can smell the delicate fragrance of the flowers.

Around her waist was a colorful ribbon embroidered with exquisite designs, fluttering in the wind like a fairy dancing. Her embroidered shoes, with tiny flowers embroidered on the uppers and pearls inlaid on the heels, made a crisp sound as she walked, like the sound of nature.

In this warm yet slightly tense moment, Su Jingyue entered the room with an indescribable grace. Her steps were light yet dignified, like a lotus flower; her posture was graceful, like a blooming flower. Her presence, like a ray of warm spring sunshine, instantly dispelled all the gloom in the room.

Su Jingyue's face is as bright as the moon, and her eyes are clear and luminous, twinkling like stars. Her beauty lies not only in her appearance, but also in her inner temperament and cultivation. Her smile is like a blooming spring flower, full of warmth and kindness.

Seeing Su Jingyue, Su Yuyue quickly stood up and saluted, her voice filled with excitement and uneasiness: "Your servant greets Your Majesty." Her movements were standard and appropriate, but one could still feel the tension in her heart.

However, Su Jingyue interrupted Su Yuyue's words with her unique gentleness: "Yuyue, from today on, you will be the daughter-in-law of the Lin family. It's time to change your words. Why are you still calling me Empress? Call me elder sister." Her voice was soft and kind, like a spring breeze gently blowing past her ears.

These words, like a warm spring breeze, blew through Su Yuyue's heart, filling her with an indescribable feeling of emotion and warmth. Her eyes moistened slightly, tears welling up in them. These simple words, however, contained a deep sense of affection and love, leaving her feeling immensely happy.

Su Yuyue's eyes were slightly red, tears welling up in them. She choked up and said, "Eldest sister, thank you. From childhood to adulthood, you have always taken care of me and protected me like a real sister. Now I am about to leave this home to start a new life, and I really don't know how to repay your kindness." Su Jingyue smiled gently when she heard this. She walked to Su Yuyue, gently stroked her shoulders and comforted her, "Yuyue, you don't need to repay anything. As long as you can live happily in the Lin family, it will be the best reward for your elder sister. Remember to be filial to your parents-in-law in the Lin family, abide by the rules of being a woman, and use your kindness and wisdom to win their love and respect. No matter when and where, your elder sister will be here to pray for you and bless you."

After saying this, Su Jingyue turned to Xiaoru and instructed, "Go get the shawl we've prepared and put it on Yuyue." Xiaoru responded and soon returned to the room, holding the dazzling shawl. Su Jingyue took it and carefully placed it around Su Yuyue's shoulders. At that moment, Su Yuyue seemed enveloped in a divine light, becoming even more beautiful and captivating, as if she were about to become the happiest bride in the world.

Then, supported by a palace maid, Su Yuyue slowly emerged from the room and stepped onto the wedding bridge leading to the Lin residence. Her steps were a bit unsteady, but her eyes were filled with determination and hope. She knew that this wedding bridge not only connected the two families but also carried the deep bond between her and Lin Fei, as well as their future happiness. Behind her, Su Jingyue's gaze followed her, offering her her most sincere blessings and prayers.

The welcoming procession, accompanied by music and drums, slowly ushered Xiqiao into the gates of the Lin residence. Witnessed by the crowd, Lin Fei and Su Yuyue completed the rituals of worshipping heaven and earth, their parents, and each other. With this moment, they were officially married and embarked on a new journey in life. In the days ahead, they will face life's trials and tribulations hand in hand, writing their own beautiful chapter with love and wisdom.

After the guests had their fill and the laughter had faded, the groom, Lin Fei, was left alone in a dimly lit corner, where the lights and shadows dappled each other. The wine glass in his hand seemed his only companion at the moment. He drank glass after glass, the bitter liquid sliding down his throat, trying to wash away the indescribable unhappiness and confusion in his heart. His steps became unsteady under the influence of alcohol, each step seeming to carry a heavy burden. His eyes were filled with a complex mixture of emotions: anxiety and uneasiness about the unknown future of marriage, mixed with a deep longing and reluctance for the good old days.

Just like that, a little drunk and a little confused, he staggered through the long corridor. The candlelight on either side of the corridor swayed in the wind, illuminating his lonely but determined figure. Each step he took was like a farewell to the past and a brave embrace of the future.

Finally, he arrived at the carved wooden door. This door not only blocked out the clamor of the outside world, but also symbolized the starting point of happiness and promise. He took a deep breath, as if concentrating all his courage and determination in this moment, and then resolutely pushed the door open.

Inside the bridal chamber, candlelight flickered gently, enveloping everything in a warm and romantic atmosphere. Su Yuyue, the gentle and charming woman, clad in a gorgeous wedding gown and adorned with dazzling pearls and jade, sat quietly by the bed, awaiting her husband. Her face, illuminated by the candlelight, was even more charming and beautiful, like a fairy from an ancient scroll, captivating and captivating.

Seeing Lin Fei's slightly disheveled appearance, Su Yuyue's eyes couldn't help but flash with pity and heartache. She quickly stood up and gently supported Lin Fei's arms with her slender yet powerful hands, fearing that he would fall to the ground. Her voice was soft and concerned, warming like a spring breeze: "Be careful." These three simple and sincere words instantly dispelled most of Lin Fei's irritability and anxiety.

Supported by Su Yuyue, Lin Fei walked slowly to the bedside and sat down. He looked up at Su Yuyue's eyes, filled with tenderness and anticipation, and an indescribable emotion welled up within him. He softly asked, "Are you... the Imperial Concubine's adopted sister, Su Yuyue?" His voice was hoarse and doubtful, as if he was trying to confirm whether this woman before him was the partner he would share his life with.

Su Yuyue smiled faintly, her lips curling up in an elegant arc as she replied, "Yes." These two simple yet resolute words seemed to represent her most sincere commitment and oath to this marriage and to Lin Fei. Her eyes were filled with tenderness and anticipation, as if she could already see the beautiful picture of the two of them spending the rest of their lives together. In this moment, the distance between them seemed to have been infinitely shortened, and an indescribable emotion and tacit understanding surged in their hearts.

The atmosphere in the bridal chamber grew incredibly warm and tranquil, as if the entire world belonged only to the two of them. They sat quietly, their gazes locked in each other's, filled with endless love and care. They knew that from now on, no matter the hardships and difficulties, they would face them hand in hand. And this marriage, brokered by the Imperial Concubine, would become the most precious memory and treasure of their lives.