On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Lin Zhen walked slowly out of the back hall and stepped onto the altar.

Today he did not wear the nine-chapter dragon robe that symbolized his status as a prince, nor did he wear the seven-tassel crown.

He was dressed in a dark blue satin brocade robe, deep and introverted, with the robe embroidered with intricate Kuilong patterns in dark threads of the same color. As he walked, the bright candlelight in the hall and the sunlight shining through the high windows intertwined, faintly flowing with a dark and noble glow.

He wore a crimson embroidered silk gown with a double-breasted collar. The collar, cuffs and hem were all trimmed with inch-wide black fox fur, which was soft and fluffy, making his face look like a jade and his demeanor look graceful.

Around her waist was a palm-wide black jade belt with a buckle made of pure gold, inlaid with a pigeon egg-sized, smooth and flawless white jade pendant, which was full of brilliance.

He did not wear a crown, only using a white jade hairpin to tie up his black hair. A few strands of hair hung down on his forehead, adding a bit of unrestrained and uninhibited look.

This outfit perfectly blurred the sharpness of the young prince, and highlighted a calmness, restraint and unfathomable majesty that was beyond his age.

He walked calmly onto the steps, turned around, and glanced calmly at the imperial officials gathered below.

That gaze was as deep as an ancient well, calm and peaceful, yet it carried a power that could penetrate people's hearts, as if the thoughts of every person in the hall were exposed under this calm gaze.

He did not deliberately keep a stern face, and there was even a faint, calm smile at the corner of his lips.

But the majesty of having been in a high position for a long time and in control of the world spread out like a substance, making the originally noisy hall so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

He casually sat down on the Panlong throne, one hand resting on the armrest, his slender fingers unconsciously tapping the smooth, cold rosewood surface, making a very subtle but clearly audible "tap, tap" sound. This sound seemed to strike at the heartstrings of every guest.

After the trip to Cangzhou, Lin Zhen used thundering means to overthrow a high-ranking official, cleared the name of his trusted guard, and confiscated a huge amount of money to fill the treasury. At this moment, Lin Zhen's mind was at peace and his power was even greater than before.

He sat above thousands of people, overlooking the ocean of power and wealth below. His high-spirited and high-spirited expression did not come from the arrogance of a young man who had achieved success, but from his absolute confidence in controlling the overall situation and being able to turn the tide.

"The auspicious time has arrived! Please come in, young master!" The master of ceremonies Wang Dequan stood on the side of the hall, took a deep breath, and with full strength, a high-pitched, long and penetrating shout resounded throughout the hall!

The hall suddenly became completely quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

All eyes, filled with mixed emotions of curiosity, congratulations, scrutiny, and awe, were directed towards the pearl curtain behind the Danchi.

The pearl curtain is gently lifted, and the rings and bracelets jingle.

Shangguan Wan'er stepped out first.

Today she was wearing a bright red brocade palace dress with gold embroidery of birds paying homage to the phoenix, a nine-tailed phoenix crown inlaid with red gold and kingfisher feathers on her head, a pearl in the phoenix's mouth, and her hairpins trembled lightly. She looked graceful and elegant, with graceful demeanor.

In her arms, she carefully held a baby wrapped in a bright yellow brocade swaddling cloth with a dragon and phoenix pattern.

Following closely behind, on the left, is Qingwen.

She was wearing a gorgeous peach-red skirt with hundreds of golden butterflies sprinkled on it, and an apricot-colored chiffon half-sleeve with a gold-trimmed edge. Her hair was tied up high, with a red gold and kingfisher feather hairpin inserted diagonally, and pearls hanging from her ears. She was radiant and her smile was as bright as the summer sun.

In her hand, she held a tray made of golden nanmu wood covered with red silk, which was obviously a prepared gift.

On the right is Qingxia.

She was still wearing a neat dark green, narrow-sleeved suit, but the material had been changed to a shimmering peacock-patterned brocade. The collar and cuffs of her clothes were embroidered with intricate and intricate lotus patterns in silver thread, which shone faintly under the light.

Her long hair was tied up in a high ponytail, secured only with a flawless white jade hairpin. She wore no makeup, and although her face still had a slight paleness from childbirth, her cold eyes were surprisingly bright, like stars in a cold night.

She did not stand close to Wan'er and the child like Qingwen, but was half a step behind Wan'er. Her posture was as straight as a pine tree, her eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and she scanned every corner of the room calmly. She exuded a restrained and powerful aura, like the most loyal secret guard, protecting Wan'er, who was holding the child, within an invisible barrier.

The alertness, calmness and inviolable coldness of a top killer formed a sharp contrast with the festive luxury in the hall, but they also blended together strangely, becoming a unique and unignorable landscape in this grand scene.

Wan'er held the swaddling baby and walked steadily to Lin Zhen's side.

Lin Zhen stood up with a smile and took the small swaddling clothes from Wan'er's hands naturally and gently.

He lowered his head and his eyes fell on the face of the young child in his arms.

The little guy was dressed up extra smartly today, wrapped in a bright red quilt embroidered with a golden unicorn, revealing only his delicate little face. His big black eyes looked around curiously at this strange and noisy world, without crying or making a fuss, and was so well-behaved that it was heartbreaking.

Lin Zhen's eyes revealed undisguised kindness and pride.

"My son Chengshu is one month old today." Lin Zhen's voice was not loud, but it carried a certain magical power, clearly spreading to every corner of the hall. It was gentle but with unquestionable majesty. "I am grateful for the great blessing of His Majesty and the protection of our ancestors. I am also grateful for the generous visits of all the gentlemen, relatives and friends who have taken the time to visit my humble home. I am deeply grateful for this kindness."

He held the child in his arms, bowed slightly, and gestured to all directions.

"Congratulations, Prince! Congratulations, young master!"

"The young master has a full forehead and a round chin. He is blessed with great fortune. He will surely thrive and bring honor to our family!"

"It is a blessing for our Great Qian and our country that our Crown Prince has a successor!"

"May God bless the royal palace. The birth of our son is truly an auspicious sign!"

The hall was instantly filled with thunderous cheers of congratulations!

No matter whether it was the white-haired and highly respected Prime Minister of the Cabinet, the powerful generals at the border who commanded a large number of troops and were feared by others, or the noble ministers, their faces were all flushed, they bowed their hands, and auspicious words came out of their mouths one after another. The atmosphere was warm to the extreme.

The timely sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras, playing the joyous and festive "Victory Order", added to the grand occasion.

Lin Zhen nodded with a smile and returned the child to Wan'er.

Wan'er, holding the child, walked slowly down the steps, flanked by Qingwen and Qingxia on her left and right, and began to accept the close blessings and gifts from the important guests in the palace.

The first to come forward was the clan leader of the Ministry of Clan Affairs, a white-haired and white-bearded relative of the Murong family, who, on behalf of the royal family, bestowed upon the emperor a pair of gold-inlaid jade longevity locks and a ruyi handle.

Next came Prime Minister Sima Zhong, who presented a cradle made of carved rosewood and inlaid with treasures given by the emperor.

Afterwards, the six ministers, the five military commanders, and representatives of meritorious officials came forward one after another.

For a moment, the jewels and precious stones were dazzling.

Some presented a red gold necklace inlaid with a luminous pearl, some presented a unicorn carrying a child carved from a whole piece of mutton-fat white jade, and some presented a gold plaque with the words "Fu Shou Kang Ning" written by a famous artist. Each gift was priceless, demonstrating the status of the gift-giver and their importance to the Zhenbei Palace.

Qingwen, smiling like a flower, accepted the gift on her behalf and handled it gracefully. Qingxia always kept a half-step distance, her eyes like lightning, vigilantly scanning everyone who approached, ensuring the absolute safety of Wan'er and the child.

Wan'er held her young son in her arms, with a gentle and appropriate smile on her face. She nodded and greeted every important official who came forward to congratulate her. Her demeanor was graceful, showing the style of the mistress of the royal palace.

Lin Zhen sat back on the Panlong throne, and the officials in the hall immediately toasted him.

"Everyone," Lin Zhen held up a crystal white, cicada-wing-thin Ding kiln jade cup in front of him. The amber-colored aged Huadiao jade in the cup was rippling with an alluring luster.

He raised his glass and scanned the audience again. His voice was steady and powerful, with a convincing appeal.

"Today is the full moon celebration of my son Chengshu, and it is also a family banquet at the royal palace. Thank you all for not abandoning us and gathering here to enjoy the joy of family. This cup of wine is firstly to the emperor, whose great grace has brought blessings to all people; secondly, to our ancestors, who have protected our descendants; and thirdly, to all my colleagues and friends. I wish our country Daqian peace and prosperity, and good weather for the people. May you all have long lives and good health for your families! Please!"

"Prince Jing!"

"Young Master He!"

"May the Great Qian Kingdom prosper forever!"

The atmosphere in the hall was instantly pushed to its climax!

The clinking of glasses, the exchange of cups, the laughter and the voices of blessings interweave into a sea of ​​joy.

Dancers in colorful clothes came in one after another, dancing to the melodious music, their sleeves fluttering and their figures graceful.

The waiters shuttled between the tables, constantly adding wine and serving dishes to ensure that every guest enjoyed the feast.

Lin Zhen sat on the Panlong throne in the center of the crowd, looking at the prosperous and bustling scene before him.

His eyes swept across Wan'er, who was holding her young child, gentle and dignified; passed by Qingxia, who was beside him, although cold and reserved, but could not hide the tenderness in the depths of her eyes when she looked at the child; passed by Qingwen, who was chatting and laughing with several ladies below, and was as bright as a flower; and passed by Chengxuan, who was standing not far away under the red steps, dressed in orange, heroic and valiant, her eyes always following him... An indescribable satisfaction and pride surged in his heart.

The family is peaceful, the descendants are numerous, power is in hand, and confidants are by your side.

This glorious and prosperous era, this splendid world, are all created by Lin Zhen with the sword in his hand and the plan in his heart.

Work hard for yourself and your family!

The smile on his lips deepened, and the fingers that were tapping the armrest stopped. He picked up the jade cup and drank the nectar in the cup.

The wine went down his throat, sweet, mellow and warm, just like his mood at the moment.

Full and fiery.