Chapter 367 Wan'er must abide by her wife's duties
Chapter 367 Wan'er must abide by her wife's duties
In the side courtyard of the Prince Regent's Palace, there is a sense of solemnity amidst the silence.
Although this courtyard is located in a corner of the palace, it is exquisitely decorated.
At this moment, Lin Zhenxian was sitting in the main hall of the pavilion. He was wearing a dark purple brocade robe embroidered with dark cloud and crane patterns, with strands of gold thread running through it, which further highlighted the nobility and majesty of his status.
Shangguan Wan'er stood opposite him, with an upright posture, neither humble nor arrogant.
Because she was meeting an elder, she did not wear a hat, but instead showed her stunningly beautiful face in front of everyone with ease.
She clasped her hands together in front of her, her fingers slender and long, her nails manicured and smooth, without the slightest hint of ostentation. Her shoulders were steady, her back straight, and her every move radiated the reserve and restraint of a woman from a traditional family. It was a demeanor cultivated through childhood indoctrination, as if every action was measured by a strict standard.
Lin Zhenxian raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Shangguan Wan'er, and said in a low voice: "Wan'er, your family is not present at this wedding. I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."
Shangguan Wan'er shook her head and said, "I'm not wronged. Being able to marry the prince is Wan'er's blessing."
"You are a sensible person, but my useless grandson likes to act recklessly. You need to be mentally prepared for your married life. Zhen'er has many concubines, so you need to pay more attention to the relationships inside and outside the family."
"Wan'er saves it."
"Do you have any requirements for the wedding?"
Shangguan Wan'er bowed slightly and saluted, saying softly, "Wan'er has no requests. It's all up to the prince."
Her tone was steady, without any hesitation or affectation.
Lin Zhenxian nodded gently, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. "Your grandfather Shangguan Moxuan and I are old friends. This old scholar is very rigid and attaches great importance to etiquette. If the wedding is not done well, he will probably come all the way from Qin to question me. In my opinion, why not hold a wedding like yours in Qin?"
When mentioning Shangguan Moxuan, Lin Zhenxian felt a little sad.
Time is merciless, and he still remembers vividly everything that happened in Qin State.
Shangguan Wan'er bowed again, still so humble and polite: "I will obey your Majesty."
These five short words fully reveal her gentleness and obedience.
Seeing this, Lin Zhenxian raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and chuckled a few times: "Hehe, you behave like this reminds me of my previous granddaughter-in-law. She was arrogant and domineering and had no manners. She even dared to poison secretly. But Zhen'er liked her and threatened to marry no one else. It's been a while now, and now it seems like a joke." After saying this, he shook his head slightly, as if he had a lot of emotion about the past.
Shangguan Wan'er didn't laugh along, but simply raised her eyes slightly, her expression calm, and said calmly, "Your Highness, rest assured. Wan'er will definitely fulfill her duties as a wife, abide by the rules of womanhood, and support her husband and raise her children."
Lin Zhenxian's smile became even wider.
She likes traditional women who understand and abide by the rules the most.
Unlike Liu Shuyao, that vicious woman.
But then again, it seems that except for Qingwen, Lin Zhen's current wives and concubines are all of good character.
Even Qingwen is a hundred times better than Liu Shuyao, not to mention that Qingwen is also quietly changing now. When she came back this time, she praised her grandfather's virtues and served him attentively.
Ok.
A peaceful home is a good sign.
"Well, I will arrange a wedding for you right away and make sure it's a grand one. I want everyone in Daqian and even the whole of China to know that Lin Zhen is your Shangguan Wan'er's husband, and you are Lin Zhen's wife!" After saying that, he stood up and strode out of the main hall, his clothes fluttering in the wind, leaving behind a trace of his back.
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In the next few days, the palace seemed to have turned into a huge beehive, busy and orderly.
Maids and servants shuttled between the courtyards, holding red silk or lanterns in their hands, their steps hurried but their faces full of joy.
The soldiers of the guard camp also put aside their usual coldness and helped to carry the large decorative objects. Beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads and hit the bluestone slabs, splashing tiny water droplets.
There was a constant stream of people and cars in front of the palace gate. Servants buying things were shouting and bargaining with vendors, and the sounds were one after another; servants hanging lanterns used ladders to carefully hang big red lanterns on the porch; carpet craftsmen knelt down and slowly unrolled rolls of brocade red carpets, laying them flat in the middle of the road; the craftsmen decorating the bridal chamber were even more meticulous, cutting out various auspicious patterns with gold foil and silver paper, and pasting them on the doors and windows, with auspicious dragons and phoenixes, and magpies climbing branches, all vivid and lifelike.
Lin Zhenxian was sitting in the study, his brush dancing non-stop, his handwriting vigorous and powerful.
Invitations were sent out by countless soldiers from the Longxiong Camp.
Whether it was the civil or military officials in the court, or the provincial governors, from the first-rank officials to the sixth-rank prefects, no one was left out.
For a time, all officials in Daqian received the good news from the Regent's Palace and began to think about what kind of gifts they should prepare so that they would be dignified in this grand event.
When Murong Yan, who was far away in the palace, heard the news, she was also very pleased and immediately issued an edict for the whole country to celebrate.
As soon as the decree was issued, the capital was decorated with lights and lanterns, and the streets and alleys were filled with a festive atmosphere.
Although the common people had no idea what the newlyweds in the palace looked like, upon hearing that it was a happy event for the Regent's Palace and that the emperor had issued an edict, they all hung red lanterns in front of their homes; merchants sold their goods at a discount; and the hawkers shouted even louder.
The protagonist of this incident, Lin Zhen, was taking a bath in a bath center 50 meters away from the Hero Casino.
This street of casinos belongs to Lin Zhen. In order to build an entertainment city, he invested half of his small treasury. Now, the first industry besides the casino, the bathing center, has been built, and he is trying it out personally.
The main reason is that I haven’t taken a bath for a long time. Although I have a bathtub at home, I always feel uncomfortable and unsatisfied when taking a bath.
Lin Zhen sat lazily in the bathing pool of the bathing center. The warm water rippled gently, creating layers of ripples, gently wrapping his body and soothing every inch of tense muscles.
This bathing center is the result of Lin Zhen’s hard work, and it is extremely exquisite and luxurious.
The hall has a towering dome, and the wooden beams are thick and solid, with carved beams and painted buildings on top, which is magnificent.
The exquisite wood carvings are lifelike, with auspicious dragons and phoenixes soaring among the sea of clouds; flowers, birds, fish and insects in full bloom, gorgeous and tempting; birds flapping their wings, ready to fly, singing melodiously; fish swimming among the water plants, lively and agile.
The hall has a regular rectangular layout, and the floor is paved with non-slip bluestone slabs with fine and even gaps.
Along the edge of the hall, several pots of green plants are placed in an orderly manner. The leaves are broad and green, some stretching like fans, and some swaying gracefully, adding a bit of fresh vitality to this slightly damp space.
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