On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Every few meters, there is a piece of warm red jade inlaid, just like the red beads dropped by the phoenix after escaping from the fire. The red is dazzling and shocking, showing the dignity and majesty of the phoenix to the fullest.

The intricate and gorgeous brocade, layer upon layer, embroidered with auspicious patterns outlined in gold thread, meanders all the way from outside the hall to the portrait and spirit tablet of the late emperor enshrined in the hall. It is almost ten meters long!

What on earth is this woman doing? Such a long tail?

Lin Zhen was very careful when he took steps, for fear of damaging the train.

I thought to myself, it would take twenty people to carry it, I can’t even drag it by myself!

After finally stepping into the hall, Lin Zhen was confused again.

Murong Yan was wearing a phoenix robe made of cloud brocade that was hard to find in a thousand years. Its texture was as soft as smoke, yet crisp and stylish, fitting her graceful figure tightly.

The robe is bright red, so rich and pure that it can make people feel awe at first sight.

On the robe, phoenixes embroidered with gold thread stand tall with their heads held high. Their bodies are huge and agile, almost occupying the entire front body. With their wings spread out, they seem to be able to embrace the world.

The phoenix's eyes are inlaid with black pearls, deep and bright, surrounded by colorful auspicious clouds. They are embroidered with the finest silk threads, with a natural and smooth transition, like a dream, which makes the phoenix look otherworldly, as if it has descended from the fairyland to the mortal world.

The phoenix crown on her head is a collection of rare treasures.

The main frame is made of pure gold and is carefully carved by skilled craftsmen to present the shape of a flying phoenix, with its tail raised high and turning into exquisite decorations hanging on both sides.

In the phoenix's beak, a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg sparkled like dripping blood, emitting a breathtaking light.

The crown is inlaid with densely packed gemstones of various colors. The sapphires are as clear as the deep sea, the emeralds are as warm as the deep forest, and the yellow diamonds are as bright as the sun. They complement each other and perfectly reproduce the magnificent scene of a phoenix resting in the colorful clouds.

The hanging bead curtain is not an ordinary string of beads, but a string of pearls formed from the tears of mermaids in the South China Sea. Each pearl is round and flawless, emitting a soft halo.

The bead curtain swayed gently with Murong Yan's breathing, making a slight rustling sound, just like the humming of a phoenix. In the dreamlike moment, it fully displayed her grace and dignity as the mother of the country.

At this moment, she was kneeling on the mat with dignity, holding three incense sticks steadily in her hands. Curls of green smoke rose up and lingered around her, as if covering her with a layer of gauze.

She placed the incense reverently in front of her forehead, closed her eyes, parted her red lips, and muttered something, as if she was confiding some secret to the spirit of the late emperor in the hall.

Lin Zhen's footsteps echoed in the empty hall, but Murong Yan seemed not to hear them and was still immersed in her own piety.

It was not until Lin Zhen stood not far behind her and coughed lightly that she slowly opened her eyes. However, she did not stand up. She just glanced sideways and looked at the person behind her through the bead curtain.

"My husband is here? Come and worship with me."

Come on?

If your ancestors knew about what happened between us, they would probably be so angry that they would come alive, and then be so angry that they would die.

They are already old, it’s not worth bothering them.

Lin Zhen pointed at the long tail and said, "Yan'er, isn't this a bit too exaggerated?"

"No, do you think I'm that extravagant?"

"What else? Can't I wear a short skirt that covers my feet now?"

"That's not true."

After completing the solemn worship, Murong Yan stood up, and the extremely gorgeous phoenix robe spread out beside her like a blazing sunset.

She moved lightly, and the pearl curtains hanging from her phoenix crown clashed with each other. The crisp sound was intertwined with the faint scent of ambergris emanating from her body. "This way."

Before she finished speaking, she raised her bare hands and slowly extended her arms from the wide sleeves of her phoenix robe, like bamboo shoots breaking through the soil in spring, her movements were light and extremely graceful.

Her fingertips are long and slender, and the nail polish painted on her nails is a dazzling red, sparkling with a warm luster in the dim light, becoming a bright spot in this solemn picture.

Her fingers slightly raised, and her wide sleeves fluttered and bloomed in the air, showing her grace and demeanor as the ruler of the world.

The raised hand seemed careless, but in fact every tiny tremor was controlled with precision, as if this simple action had been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations. Every gesture could impress people, and the air around them seemed to submit to her majesty, not daring to flow freely.

The two of them came to the phoenix chair nearby and sat down.

The phoenix chair is made entirely of thousand-year-old agarwood. The wood is hard and dense, and emits a deep and mysterious black light.

The chair back is tall, shaped like a phoenix spreading its wings to fly, with its head proudly pointed towards the sky and its eyes inlaid with sparkling sapphires. No matter where you look from, you seem to be stared at by that gaze, which is awe-inspiring.

The phoenix's beak is slightly open, sharp and pointed, holding a crystal clear South Sea pearl in its mouth. The round luster and the cold and hard phoenix beak complement each other, showing its nobility and luxury.

The chair is wide enough to accommodate several people sitting together. The armrests on both sides are finely carved, also in the shape of a phoenix. The phoenix tail is elegant and turns into a winding decoration. All the way down along the armrests, every feather is clearly visible, and the edges are outlined with gold wire and inlaid with tiny gems of various colors, red like fire, green like a deep pool, and blue like the sky. They flicker in the dim light, as if a phoenix has shaken off a colorful glow.

The cushions are made of the finest snow mink fur, which is pure white like snow, soft and smooth like freshly fallen snow, and feels great. It not only isolates the coldness in the hall, but also adds a touch of luxury to this honorable seat.

The chair legs are thick and strong, standing firmly on the ground in the shape of square columns, and are also carved with intricate patterns.

Although it is so gorgeous, its size makes it look like a Luohan bed.

Lin Zhen smacked his lips.

It seems that the little money I earned was squandered by this girl on Phoenix.

Murong Yan took the hand warmer handed to her by Musk Moon, sat on the edge of the phoenix chair and said, "Alas, I have no choice. There are too many palace maids in the palace. Many of them just eat and do no work. So I want to find something for them to do. For example, pulling the tail is a good job."

"That's a good reason, but I'm still unhappy." Lin Zhen nodded, his heart aching.

Such a gorgeous train, such a luxurious phoenix chair.

How much does this cost? Sure enough, it's not just men who become bad after getting rich, it can also be the empress.

"I came here today to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter? Just make the decision yourself, my husband."

"Well, isn't this Fatty who wants to get married? Let me ask you for an imperial decree."

"Get married? Who is he marrying?" Murong Yan seemed to have not heard gossip for a long time, and her eyes were full of stars.