On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

After returning to the Ministry of Rites, he walked straight into the study, dismissed his attendants, sat alone at the desk, put his head in his hands, and fell into deep thought.

On the one hand, he knew Murong Yan's temper very well. Once she made up her mind, no one could pull her back.

But this woman's claim to the throne and marriage, breaking the ancestral law, would surely cause a huge uproar. How could those conservative ministers in the court give up so easily?

The censors will certainly quote classics and criticize with words and pens, and the court will probably be in chaos again.

Ugh.

On the other hand, if the wedding is really planned as an imperial one, many of the etiquette details will be unprecedented. If one is not careful, not only will his official hat be in jeopardy, but his family may also be implicated.

Moreover, the forces involved are complicated and intertwined, the prince's attitude is unclear, and is Lin Zhen willing?

Although everyone says that Lin Zhen and His Majesty have an affair, that is just a rumor.

If there is any change in the marriage, won’t I be the first to bear the brunt and become the target of public criticism?

After much thought, Du Wenxuan felt that it would be better to consult with a few ministers first.

He stood up and paced around the study, deciding to visit several important officials in the court early tomorrow morning to see what they thought.

He felt relieved after making up his mind, but when he thought of the many difficulties he was about to face, he couldn't help but sigh.

......

In the imperial palace, Murong Yan stood on the Phoenix Platform in the Council Hall, looking in the direction where Du Wenxuan left, her eyes deep.

The day had finally arrived, and she was a little excited.

Some of it feels unreal.

This royal palace that once made her extremely wary would actually become her husband's home, and her husband was the emperor.

Fortune plays tricks on people.

are you willing?

Of course I am willing to do that.

Marrying Lin Zhen is one of Murong Yan's wishes.

But she felt a little unwilling to get married like this.

Besides, we haven’t discussed the betrothal gift, wedding house, etc.

No, I can't be so confused.

Ordinary families have to ask for a dowry and three golds when marrying off their daughters. I am the emperor, so the dowry can only be one million taels.

Three golds...let's turn them into three hundred kilograms of gold. It's useless for Lin Zhen to keep them anyway.

Having made up her mind, Murong Yan smiled faintly and gently stroked the phoenix feathers on the phoenix robe.

Suddenly, she felt a little snobbish again.

Lin Zhen has given her everything, but she still asks for so much. Isn't that a bad idea? What if Lin Zhen doesn't marry her...

What if Lin Zhen doesn't want to marry me? Wouldn't that make me look ridiculous?

Throughout history, how many men have regretted their engagements because women suddenly raised their demands for gifts, three golds, etc.?

no! Absolutely not!

At worst, we can just throw away all these things and let Lin Zhen bring all her wives and concubines so that all the ministers can see them.

The right thing to do is for the whole country to have fun together.

Well, let’s do it!

Murong Yan was in a very good mood after she figured it out, and even her eyes softened a little when she looked at the phoenix robe.

......

As the lights came on, the palace was immersed in the quiet night. The warm yellow palace lanterns swayed, as if whispering the secrets of the palace.

Outside Murong Yan's bedroom, the courtyard was shrouded in moonlight, as if covered with a layer of silver frost, quiet and cold.

Lin Zhen was wearing a black brocade robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and he stepped into the courtyard steadily.

Before he even got close to the door of the bedroom, his eyes were attracted by a familiar and shocking figure.

Murong Yan was seen standing proudly in a black phoenix robe, which rustled in the night wind. Her fifty-meter-long tail was like a sleeping black phoenix, winding on the ground. The stars and flame patterns embroidered on it sparkled a mysterious and charming glow under the moonlight, making her look like the most dazzling deity in the night sky.

Lin Zhen was slightly startled, then called out, "Yan'er, are you looking for me?"

The voice was a mixture of intimacy and doubt.

Murong Yan moved lightly with lotus steps and glanced back gracefully. Her eyes were like bright stars under the moonlight. She opened her red lips and said, "That's right. We'll talk later. First, fight with me for a few punches."

When Lin Zhen heard this, his expression was instantly horrified. He widened his eyes and blurted out, "Ah? Again?"

The words were still floating in the air when Murong Yan suddenly moved like a rabbit. Her right fist, wrapped in a fierce fist wind, rushed towards Lin Zhen's face like lightning.

At this moment, the black phoenix robe on her body seemed to be injected with life, fluttering violently with her movements, like a black phoenix flapping its wings, ready to fly.

And the fifty-meter tail seemed to have its own consciousness. The tip of the tail swept the ground, raising a cloud of dust, like a nimble whip, interfering with Lin Zhen's vision and causing him to pause slightly when he tried to dodge.

Lin Zhen's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to be careless at all. He tapped his feet lightly, dodged to the side, and avoided the fierce attack by a hair's breadth.

Murong Yan's attack missed, but she did not pause at all. She quickly raised her left leg and swept it out like a steel whip. The wind from her leg was whistling, and it even made the air around her "crackling" sound.

The tail of the phoenix robe was in perfect harmony at this time. As her left leg swept across, the tail suddenly rose up, drawing a black arc in the air, like a night barrier, blocking part of Lin Zhen's vision while also adding a bit of momentum to Murong Yan's attack.

Seeing this, Lin Zhen squatted down, placed his palms on the ground, and slapped his palms hard. With the help of the reaction force, the whole person flew backwards like an arrow and landed steadily several feet away.

"Yan'er, stop fighting. Can we talk it out nicely?" Lin Zhen said as he adjusted his breathing. Although there was helplessness in his eyes, there was also doting.

Murong Yan didn't respond, and her attack became more and more fierce. She shouted, and the spiritual power in her body surged, and her black phoenix robe swelled up.

He clenched his fists and launched a series of attacks. Each punch was filled with tremendous force. Wherever the fists reached, the flowers and plants trembled.

The tail seemed to sense its owner's fighting spirit and kept twisting and winding on the ground. Wherever it passed, the stone floor under the moonlight seemed to be scratched with traces. The dust raised made the surrounding air turbid, further disrupting Lin Zhen's judgment.

Lin Zhen had no choice but to concentrate and deal with it.

He was agile, weaving freely between Murong Yan's punches and kicks, occasionally looking for opportunities to counterattack, and his punches and kicks were also vigorous. However, Murong Yan was a disciple of Wushe after all, and had a bit of a home advantage.

Just as Lin Zhen dodged Murong Yan's straight punch by turning sideways, he accidentally tripped over a protruding brick and his body swayed.

"Idiot!!"

Murong Yan seized the opportunity, raised her right leg high, and with a beautiful side kick, she kicked Lin Zhen's back firmly.

At this moment, the end of the tail of the phoenix robe, with the force of her kick, hit the flowers beside it fiercely, breaking the branches and sending petals flying, which further highlighted the power of this attack.

"Ah!" Lin Zhen felt a huge force coming at him, and he fell forward in a mess.

"Puchihahahahaha."

Seeing this, Murong Yan couldn't help laughing out loud, and her laughter sounded like silver bells ringing in the night.

She walked lightly to Lin Zhen's side and held out her hand: "Get up, you look so miserable."

Lin Zhen held her hand, used the force to stand up, patted the dust off his body, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty's martial arts are becoming more and more exquisite. I am willing to admit that I am inferior to you."