1820 The Wedding
Long Yang quickly sent someone from the Ministry of Rites to deliver the betrothal to the Yan Kingdom under Lu Liangwei’s urging.

Matters of the wedding were quickly decided and it was set to happen at the beginning of Spring the next year.

Long Yin decided to return to Great Shang after the wedding date was decided.

Before he returned, Beitang You prepared a banquet for him. Hexin was also invited into the Palace by Yaoyao.

Yaoyao held her hand, feeling a little surprised and a little crestfallen.

“I thought I would have another person to chat with me when you’re in the Yan Kingdom. I thought I wouldn’t feel bored or lonely because of you, but I never expected you would end up marrying my big brother. I’m so happy for you, yet I can’t bear to let you go as well. Sigh. My big brother is to be blamed for acting too speedily. Of all the women in the world, why would he choose to take you away from me?”

Hexin had no idea what to say. She was feeling a little melancholy about it as well.

It was already Autumn and the wedding had been set for Spring the next year. There was still a few months’ time before she had to marry all the way to Great Shang.

Yaoyao could tell she was feeling a little sad. She comforted Hexin, “Don’t think about it too much. My parents like you a lot and if my big brother dares to bully you in the future, just let them know and they will punish him on your behalf.”

Hexin was tickled by Yaoyao. She nodded. “I will.”

Long Yin, who was sitting beside them, heard this. He raised an eyebrow as he glanced at her, but said nothing.

The thought of leaving Hexin’s side the next day made him feel a little sad and melancholy as well.

Beitang You picked up his cup and gave a toast, “Don’t think so much about tomorrow. Let’s have a good drinking session tonight because we won’t know when would be the next time we’re able to get together.”

Everyone raised their cups and downed their drinks.

After the banquet was over, Hexin found herself a little dizzy from drinking too much.

Long Yin immediately carried her in his arms.

Hexin sobered up a little when she saw this. “What are you doing? Everyone is watching us. Put me down right now.”

Long Yin looked at the red-faced girl in his arms and laughed softly. He placated her as he said, “Don’t worry. They’ve drunk quite a lot too and won’t be noticing us at all.”

At this point, Beitang You coughed softly behind them.

Hexin looked behind them from a nook in Long Yin’s arm and saw Yaoyao laughing hysterically in Beitang You’s arms up on the high steps.

“My life is really worth living to be able to see my big brother looking like that,” Yaoyao said while giggling. After that, she shouted at Hexin, “Xinxin, you’ll live a life of happiness marrying my big brother.”

Yes, she believed that she would lead a happy life.

She circled her arms around his neck and leaned her head against his chest.

Long Yin’s heart softened and he hugged her tighter in his arms.

…

It was Long Yin and Hexin’s wedding during the early Spring of the second year, and the entire country was celebrating.

The Eastern Palace was engulfed in joy and celebration.

Hexin stared at the candlestick in the wedding room as she listened to the flames spark. She clenched her fingers nervously.

It was her wedding night with Long Yin and even though her mother had already told her what would happen before the wedding, she was still feeling nervous about what would transpire later.

This was especially after hearing the noise Long Yin was making in the bathroom. She wanted to crumple up into a bundle and just disappear.

Long Yin came toward her.

His wedding robe had been removed and he had changed into a white inner garment.

A smile twinkled in his deep, dark eyes as he looked at the girl with her head lowered on the wedding bed.
He paused in his footsteps when he noticed the hands placed on her lap tightly clenching.

Long Yin approached her and the moment he sat next to her, Hexin jumped like a bird being frightened in the woods.

He was taken aback but later could not help smiling. “Why are you feeling so nervous? Do you think I’ll bite you?”

Hexin’s eyes shifted. “It’s not that. I’m just feeling a little hot.” She tugged at her collar as she spoke, trying to indicate that she was really feeling hot.