Marrying the Crown Prince

After a while, Zhou Zhou got used to it.

Now, Zhou Zhou is completely relaxed, lying lazily in the bathtub, feeling all the pores of his body open up, greedily absorbing the essence of the water.

Putting everything else aside, after a month of treatment, Zhou Zhou's already smooth skin became even more delicate and supple; a light pinch would leave a mark.

As Zhou Zhou soaked in the water, she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and finally she slowly closed her eyes.

When I woke up again, it was already the next day.

Zhou Zhou slept soundly and felt refreshed. He didn't feel irritable at waking up so early today.

Of course, today is her wedding day with His Highness the Crown Prince, and she is not the only one in the entire Yongjing Marquis's mansion who got up this early. To be precise, she didn't get up early at all.

Zhou Zhou had just finished washing up and was sitting in front of her dressing table when Zhang and Du came over.

The two of them had joyful expressions on their faces, showing no signs of fatigue from staying up late and getting up early. As soon as they entered, they praised Zhou Zhou from head to toe.

The lady-in-waiting in charge of dressing up was quick-witted and chimed in, "Your forehead is so full, young lady. I often hear the palace maids say that the fuller the forehead, the more blessed one is."

Hearing the lady-in-waiting say this, Zhang couldn't help but look at Zhou Zhou's face, and finally nodded in satisfaction, "That's right, I didn't notice it before, but now that I look at it, Zhou Zhou's forehead is really full and broad."

“That’s right,” Madam Du said with a smile, glancing at Zhou Zhou several times. “My Zhou Zhou is definitely a lucky person.”

Zhang listened to what the lady-in-waiting said. Her words came from the bottom of her heart. She even thought of something else—with such a full forehead, no wonder she was so intelligent.

As for Madam Du, she really did examine Zhou Zhou's appearance very carefully, but in the end she couldn't see any difference in her forehead compared to before. However, she still said a few polite words.

Finally, Zhou Zhou's hair was styled, and another female official began her work—applying makeup.

This bridal makeup is not something that can be done casually, because Zhou Zhou is getting married today and it is also the ceremony for her to be conferred the title of Crown Princess. Therefore, there are written rules about what kind of makeup to wear and what kind of crown to wear.

The hair ornament is too heavy, so it has to be put on last after all the other clothes are put on.

The female officials on Zhou Zhou's side were all proceeding in an orderly manner. The old lady's side and the old marquis's front hall were already full of guests. Zhang Shi stayed at Lingcui Pavilion for half an hour before going to help the old lady.

Du stayed by Zhou Zhou's side, talking to her to keep her from getting sleepy.

Zhou Zhou stared wide-eyed as his facial features in the bronze mirror changed little by little in the female official's hands, finding it quite magical.

"Your hands are so skillful, it's truly amazing," Zhou Zhou said from the bottom of his heart.

Du agreed with this. Although Zhou Zhou's facial features hadn't changed much, she looked much more refined than before she put on makeup. When asked what the changes were, she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

The lady-in-waiting was a round-faced woman, about thirty years old, whose smile was both honest and cheerful. "The young lady is already beautiful; my touch is just the icing on the cake."

Finally, Zhou Zhou's makeup was finished, and several female officials worked together to bring out the Crown Princess's wedding dress.

The Kingdom of Chen reveres black, so the Crown Prince's wedding attire was dark black, layered in several layers, embroidered with mountains, rivers, and colorful chicks in gold and silver thread. When he walked in the sunlight, the entire garment shone and shone.

When Zhou Zhou first saw the wedding dress, the first thought that popped into her mind was, "This must be the colorful black that the book describes."

Once fully dressed, they waited, but it wasn't a boring wait. Zhou Yue and all the sisters from the Yongjing Marquis's mansion came to sit in Lingcui Pavilion.

Of course, not long after, Wang Qingwu, Liu Jingyuan, and Gao Yunxi, who were about the same age as Zhou Zhou among the foreign guests, also came over.

Lingcui Pavilion instantly became crowded.

As the saying goes, three women make a drama. Now, with so many people here, they are chattering about Zhou Zhou's makeup and wedding attire. Of course, the most discussed topic is the dowry displayed in the courtyard.

"I just glanced at it, and there are more than 160 loads." Liu Jingyuan was extremely envious. You know, the dowry is the property of the married woman, and neither the husband's family nor the father's family can ask for it.

Zhou Zhou thought about the long list of dowry items and asked for the first time: Outsiders say, no, not only outsiders, but even the people in our own household say that the Yongjing Marquis's mansion has fallen into ruin. They mean, whose family has fallen into such ruin?

Later, Zhou Zhou learned that the reason her dowry was so generous was not because of the Yongjing Marquis's ability, but because of Du Shi's skill.

When the appointed time arrived, Li Ziyan, accompanied by the chief and deputy envoys, arrived with their imperial insignia and ceremonial guards.

Just like a normal wedding, Li Ziyan was blocked at the entrance of Lingcui Pavilion. Several girls guarded the inner door, while several big men blocked the outer door.

"Crown Prince, you can't just marry our Zhouzhou away so easily just because you're the Crown Prince!" Li Zixi, who should be the groom's girl, came to block the door, and was even the main force behind it, leading the commotion, "Let me test you, how about you compose a good poem?"

"That's right, Your Highness. Zhouzhou likes talented people. If you don't do well enough, we won't open the door for you."

Li Ziyan had already prepared for this, and after a moment's thought, he composed the poem: "I know not what night this is, urging the balcony to approach the mirror. Who says the lotus is planted in water? A branch blooms in the bronze mirror."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Li Zixi chimed in, "No, no, just one poem isn't enough to show off your talent, Crown Prince!"

Li Ziyan had no choice but to compose another poem, but Li Zixi refused again.

Those around Li Ziyan were not happy about this and shouted, "Seventh Princess, just composing poems is too boring. Don't you have any other excuse to block the door?"

"Well, you think I don't know who you are just because there's a door between us!" Liu Jingyuan gritted her teeth. "Big brother, when did you become a traitor?"

"Third sister, that's not right. We each take sides and don't interfere with each other. How can that make us traitors?"

After some playful banter, the activity was changed to pitch-pot.

Liu Jingyuan was extremely smug. "Big brother, I won't make things difficult for you. There's no need for the pole, but at least you should throw in a pair of ears."

"Third sister, you underestimate me too much, don't you?"

Despite saying that, Liu Jingwen's expression was not relaxed. He twirled the arrow with both hands, took a deep breath, gripped the branch again, and firmly threw the arrow out.