The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

As Song Siyao stepped out of the gates of the Zhenbei Marquis's residence, she saw a long wedding procession.

The streets were packed with people. The wedding of the Crown Prince and the first female Marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty was bound to be a world-renowned event, and everyone was eager to witness it.

"My lord, Your Highness the Crown Prince, the auspicious time has arrived," the matchmaker urged.

"Sister-in-law, we're leaving now." Song Siyao bid farewell to Mu Zhaozhao. "Please take good care of things at home from now on."

Mu Zhaozhao nodded, her eyes reddening. "Little sister, this will always be your home, and Ze'er and I will always be your support."

She then looked at Shen Pei, "Your Highness, you are the superior and I am the inferior. What I say may be somewhat disrespectful, but Yaoyao is the only daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei's mansion and my only sister. There are some things I have to say."

"If Yaoyao ever displeases you in any way in the future, I beg you not to make things difficult for her. In consideration of the loyalty and bravery of the entire Zhenbei Marquis's family, please send her back."

Shen Pei looked at Song Siyao with tenderness in his eyes, then turned to Mu Zhaozhao and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, Yaoyao won't have a chance to upset me. I will make her happy all the time."

"Thank you, Your Highness," Mu Zhaozhao said.

Song Nianze spoke in a childish voice, yet pretended to be a little adult, "Ze'er wishes Aunt and Uncle a long and happy life together."

Shen Pei taught him to call him "uncle," saying it sounded more affectionate that way.

Shen Pei picked up Song Nianze and held him close, smiling as he said, "Thank you for your blessing, Ze'er. Your aunt and uncle will definitely be happy."

"Happiness, happiness!" Song Nianze nestled in Shen Pei's arms, clapping her hands and shouting happily.

Seeing this heartwarming scene, Song Siyao felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

Mu Zhaozhao placed the red veil over Song Siyao's head and offered her blessings, "Your Highness, Yaoyao, I wish you both well."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Shen Pei held Song Siyao's hand and bowed to Mu Zhaozhao.

As the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, Mu Zhaozhao is worthy of this courtesy.

"The auspicious time has arrived. Please get into the sedan chair, bride."

As the matchmaker's voice faded, Shen Pei led Song Siyao down the stone steps, gently reminding her, "Yaoyao, go down the steps slowly."

Song Siyao entered the bridal sedan chair, and the master of ceremonies shouted, "Lift the sedan chair!"

The sound of gongs and drums filled the air, firecrackers crackled, and the surrounding crowd cheered.

Prime Minister's House.

Ginger and her boudoir.

"Miss, the Crown Prince's wedding procession has set off," a maidservant announced as she entered.

"What is Song Siyao's dowry like?" Jiang Yu asked.

The maid scoffed, “Very little, even looking rather shabby.”

“Now that Madam Song is in charge of the Zhenbei Marquis’s mansion, and Song Siyao is not the Marquis’s biological daughter, how could Madam Song possibly be willing to give her too much dowry? At most, it’s just for show to avoid gossip.” Jiang Yu raised the corner of her mouth, a hint of smugness flashing in her eyes.

"I thought the First Marquis of the Great Zhou would have a very grand wedding, but it's really laughable. It's not even as good as your wedding, Miss," the maid said with a laugh.

Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow, full of smugness, "How can Song Siyao compare to me? I have both parents, a distinguished family background, the prince dotes on me, and most importantly, I have the Empress Dowager supporting me."

Shen Xuan was worried that her dowry was not enough, so he secretly added more to it for her.

The Empress Dowager lavishly adorned her with gifts.

In addition, since she was marrying into the Prince of Li's mansion, the Prime Minister's mansion spared no expense in preparing her dowry in order to save face.

Therefore, her dowry could be described as very generous.

This is why she chose to have her wedding date the same day as Song Siyao's; she wanted to outshine Song Siyao.

Both of them married into the royal family, so they will have many opportunities to meet in the future.

If her dowry can outshine Song Siyao's, she will bring it up whenever the two meet in the future, forever putting Song Siyao under her feet.

The thought that her dowry would soon overshadow Song Siyao's made her laugh, and her voice became light and cheerful, "Let's go too."

She calculated the time; if she followed closely behind Song Siyao, they could meet on East Street.

East Street was the most bustling, and those who lived there were either rich or noble.

If she could compete with Song Siyao in terms of dowry there and outshine Song Siyao, she would shine throughout the entire capital. How exhilarating that would be!

East Street.

Shen Pei rode a fine horse, dressed in wedding attire, his face beaming with smiles, walking ahead, basking in the glow of success.

Behind him was a bridal sedan chair, inside which Song Siyao sat with her eyes closed, resting.

Behind Song Siyao was her dowry procession.

The musicians walked on both sides.

Just then, the sound of gongs and drums came from another street.

"My lord, it's the Prince of Li's wedding procession." Wei Xin reported to Shen Pei.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xuan's figure appeared in their sight.

The Crown Prince's residence and the Prince Li's residence are in two different directions.

They will meet here, and then part ways.

"My lord, I heard that Miss Jiang wants to compete with our Marquis in terms of dowry." Wei Xin said with a smile, his expression as if to say that Jiang Yu was simply humiliating herself.

Shen Pei's face was icy cold, and he remained silent.

Jiang Yu's dowry was indeed very large, and the long procession that came out immediately amazed the people on both sides of the street.

"Is this the Prime Minister's dowry? This is far too much."

"This dowry is the best in the capital. I never thought that I would have such a good sight at my age."

"Miss Jiang really stole the show this time, even outshining the Marquis."

"That's not right. The Marquis of Zhenbei's mansion is so wealthy, why is the Marquis's dowry so small?"

"You don't understand, do you? The Marquis has handed over the power to run the household. She can no longer make decisions for herself in the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion."

"Children without parents are so pitiful..."

……

As Jiang Yu sat in the bridal sedan chair, she heard the people's chatter, and the corners of her mouth almost turned up to her ears.

Just then, her bridal sedan chair and Song Siyao's bridal sedan chair stood side by side.

She lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and looked at Song Siyao.

Seeing this, Hongshao said to Song Siyao inside the curtain, "My lord, Miss Jiang is provoking you."

"Ignore her." Song Siyao was too lazy to pay attention to Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu glanced at the maid, who immediately understood and took two steps forward to Song Siyao's bridal sedan chair, saying, "Congratulations on your marriage, Your Excellency."

"I also wish Miss Jiang a happy marriage." Song Siyao didn't speak, but Hong Shao replied.

"My lord, it is truly a rare coincidence that you and my young lady are getting married on the same day today. My young lady has prepared some wedding candies for you. After eating these candies, may your days be filled with joy and sweetness," the maid said.

If Song Siyao didn't respond after all this, it would seem as if she was truly afraid of Jiang Yu.

So, when she lifted the carriage curtain, she saw Jiang Yu's provocative gaze.

"Lord Protector of the Nation," Jiang Yu called out, "Congratulations on your wedding!"

Song Siyao replied calmly, "Congratulations."

"Lord Protector of the Nation, your dowry..."

Jiang and Xi Luo's voices had barely rang out when Eunuch Wang's voice came through, "The imperial edict has arrived!"