On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Half a month passed by in a flash, and the land of Zhuobei was completely transformed.

The crisscrossing network of canals has been connected, with clear well water flowing happily through it. The once dry riverbeds and ponds are now filled with rippling waves. The air is no longer filled with the despairing smell of scorched earth, but with the fragrance of moist soil and the freshness of revived grass and trees.

Although it will take some time before the real harvest, the earth has already turned green again. In the fields, the newly sown crops have sprouted tender green shoots, creating a vibrant scene.

Today marks the first planned large-scale diversion of water from the reservoir to irrigate thousands of acres of fertile farmland. For the people of Zhuobei, this is a true festival!

Before daybreak, the canals and fields were already packed with people, the streets empty. People, dressed in threadbare but clean clothes, their faces brimming with unprecedented hope and joy, eagerly awaited the arrival of that sacred moment.

Near the main gate of the reservoir, a viewing platform was temporarily raised with loess and decorated with red and colorful decorations. Although simple, it was full of festive atmosphere.

At three quarters past noon, the sun was shining brightly, the spring breeze was gentle. Drums and music blared, and a magnificent procession of honor filled the air. Regent Lin Zhen and Empress Murong Yan arrived on time.

Lin Zhen was wearing a crimson purple and gold dragon-patterned court robe and a nine-tasseled crown today. He looked extraordinary and heroic, with a look of satisfaction at having accomplished a great task and the grace of someone who controlled the world.

He was the first to step down from the imperial carriage, his eyes sweeping over the shimmering reservoir, the neat canal network and the green fields in the distance, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

He turned around and extended his hand into the chariot, his movements as gentle and cherishing as ever.

When Murong Yan held Lin Zhen's hand and slowly walked down the imperial carriage, although it was not the first time they saw it, tens of thousands of people at the scene still held their breath for a moment, and then burst into earth-shaking, heartfelt and enthusiastic cheers!

"Long live your Majesty! Long live! Long live!"

"Long live the prince! Long live the prince! Long live the prince!"

The sound was like a tide, many old people were so excited that they burst into tears, and the children opened their eyes wide and looked at the dreamlike figure.

Murong Yan was still wearing the same opulent, heavy black and gold nightgown with a motif of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix," which had become a profound bond between her and this land. Against the backdrop of the brilliant spring sunshine and the clear blue sky and clear water, the nightgown's splendor, nobility, and majesty reached an unprecedented peak!

The extremely dark black background seems to have absorbed all the brilliance between heaven and earth, presenting a texture that is warmer than the deepest black jade and more mysterious than the quietest night sky. The inherent faint blue and dark purple light flows like a living thing, mysterious and noble.

The wings of the giant phoenix on the robe were embroidered with gold thread, and they completely blossomed with a dazzling life brilliance in the sunlight. The red gold was like the molten gold of the rising sun, the rose gold was as bright as brocade clouds, the silver was like the moonlight pouring down to the ground, and the purple gold was surrounded by auspiciousness. The gems on the phoenix eyes reflected the brilliant light that penetrated people's hearts. It was gorgeous, noble, and majestic, as if it had already spread its wings and soared into the sky, calling the wind and rain, and was overlooking the vast land that she blessed!

The black pearls and black gold tassels on the wide, flared cuffs swayed and clashed gently in the spring breeze, creating a clear, melodious sound, like the sound of nature. And the three-meter-long train, adorned with precious stones, dragged unreservedly and heavily on the newly laid, slightly damp red soil beneath the platform!

The extremely luxurious train was like a dark golden river descending from the sky, full of blessings and auspiciousness. Countless gems on it refracted the sunlight crazily, forming a flowing river of brilliant light that was impossible to look directly at. It contrasted with the shimmering reservoir below the stage and the green fields in the distance, as if perfectly blending endless luxury with the hope of life!

Her existence and her nightgown have transcended the scope of clothing and become the ultimate symbol of salvation, hope and supreme imperial power!

She has a peerless beauty, and her expression reveals a subtle softness and solemnity in her calmness. Wearing a nightgown, she is the god and soul of this land of rebirth!

Lin Zhen held her hand tightly, helping her ascend the platform step by step. The heavy train trailed along the red carpeted steps, its brilliant light shimmering as it rolled over each step, as if embracing the royal grace and majesty, literally "spreading" it to the very heart of everyone.

From the high platform, the view is excellent, and you can see the clear water, green fields, and jubilant people.

"Stand up." Lin Zhen's voice came through the amplified brass tube, gentle yet powerful and spread all around.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Highness!" Wanmin stood up with happy smiles on his face.

Lin Zhen didn't immediately order the floodgates to be opened. Instead, he walked to the front of the stage with Murong Yan, overlooking the land they had saved with their own hands. A spring breeze blew past, bringing with it the fragrance of rice seedlings and the moisture of water vapor.

The wide flared sleeves and heavy train of Murong Yan's dark gold nightgown fluttered slightly in the wind, shining brightly.

"Yan'er, look," Lin Zhen pointed to the green patch in the distance, his voice filled with emotion and pride, "This is the vitality we have collectively bestowed upon this land."

Murong Yan nodded slightly, her eyes sweeping across the fields in the distance. The giant phoenix pattern on her nightgown sparkled in the sun, as if admiring this masterpiece with her.

She gently held Lin Zhen's hand under her flared sleeves.

At this time, several village elders, under the guidance of officials, tremblingly climbed onto the platform, holding coarse pottery bowls in their hands. The bowls were filled with clear and sweet well water just drawn from the reservoir, and a few tender leaves symbolizing new green were floating in the bowls.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness..." the leading village elder's voice choked with emotion, "The people of Zhuobei...are grateful for the grace of Heaven! We respectfully offer this water, and may Your Majesty and Your Highness be blessed with eternal blessings!"

Lin Zhen looked at Murong Yan with a smile and inquiry in his eyes.

Murong Yan nodded slightly.

Lin Zhen took the bowl of water himself, but did not drink it himself. Instead, he handed it to Murong Yan's lips.

Murong Yan held his hand, her wide, flared sleeves slightly covering her face, lowered her eyes, and took a sip of the water in the bowl. The water was sweet, carrying the coolness of spring and the breath of life.

She raised her head, a very faint but real glimmer of satisfaction flashed in her eyes, and she nodded slightly at Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen's smile deepened. He drank the water in the bowl from the spot where she had drunk, and said loudly, "This water is incredibly sweet! It is the water of our Great Qian Dynasty's prosperity, the water of unity among all people!"

"Long live! Long live! Long live!" The audience cheered again.

The village elders retreated excitedly.

The auspicious time has arrived! Lin Zhen and Murong Yan walked hand in hand to the gate command flag.

"Open the floodgates—irrigate the fields—" Lin Zhen took a deep breath and announced loudly, his voice spreading all over the place!

"Open the floodgates to irrigate the fields!" the officer shouted the order!

The craftsmen waiting at the gate heard the order and pushed the capstan with all their might!

The heavy gate slowly rose again!

The water flowed more turbulently and clearer than ever before, like a long-suppressed dragon, rushing out of the sluice gate, roaring and rushing along the main canal, rushing towards the thirsty farmland in the distance!

"The water is coming!"

“Irrigated!”

"Heaven has eyes! Your Majesty is wise!"

The people ran along the canal, cheering, watching the clear canal water rushing into the gaps in the ridges, quickly flooding over the dry fields, and nourishing the tender green seedlings.

Many people knelt by the fields, cupping their cups of muddy water and weeping with joy. Children chased the water along the ridges, their laughter ringing like silver bells.

Murong Yan and Lin Zhen stood on a high platform, overlooking the scene of people rejoicing and the gentle rain. Murong Yan's dark gold nightgown shone like a miracle in the sunlight, a giant phoenix proudly standing with its tail swaying.

The corners of her mouth slowly raised into a clearly visible, very light but very beautiful smile, like the spring ice just breaking and the warm sun beginning to melt.

Lin Zhen turned his head to see her rare smile, and his heart was shaken. He couldn't help but reach out and hold her waist tightly, whispering in her ear: "Yan'er, you smile."

Murong Yan was slightly stunned, raised her hand and touched the corner of her lips, as if she had just realized her emotions. Then she glanced at him with an angry look, and her flared sleeves brushed across his arm, but the smile had not completely disappeared.

The water is rushing and the cheers are deafening.

Lin Zhen was in a state of excitement, and suddenly a strange idea struck him. He said softly to Murong Yan, "Yan'er, would you like to go with me to the fields to personally observe the water conditions and share the joy with the people?"

Murong Yan looked at the gleam in his eyes, then looked at the jubilant people and the green fields below the stage, and nodded slightly.

Lin Zhen was overjoyed and immediately helped her down the platform step by step.

The extremely heavy train of the nightgown dragged behind her unhindered again, directly touching the red soil of the field ridge that was soaked by water and slightly muddy!

The extremely luxurious trailing edge was immersed in the mud and water, and the gems and gold threads were stained with the wet mud, but they still stubbornly reflected the dazzling light in the sunlight, as if it was a sacred river that injected the emperor's grace and auspiciousness directly into the earth!

Wherever she passed, the people not only did not feel it was blasphemous, but instead knelt down even more fanatically, believing that this was the Empress "planting" blessings directly into the land!

Lin Zhen rolled up his robe sleeves, while Murong Yan let the flared sleeves hang down.

He supported her and carefully stepped onto the ridge of the field, leaning over to check the irrigation situation. He even picked up a handful of wet mud with his own hands, feeling the moistness, a satisfied smile on his face.