Chapter 82

Before dawn, Lu Wenxuan, dressed in a purple Daoist robe, walked out of the Heavenly Gate Pavilion under the incredulous gaze of the little daoist boy guarding the gate and went straight to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

“The Pavilion Master actually went out?!”

At the King of Chu’s mansion.

“Is it not time yet?” Shen Yian, already dressed in his red wedding attire, couldn’t help but ask the red-robed eunuch.

“It’s still early, Your Highness. Please don’t be anxious,” the eunuch replied with a fawning smile, holding his fingers in a delicate pose.

Shen Yian calmed his excited heart and raised his dark eyes to look into the distance.

Days ago, he had sent out several invitations to the martial arts world. He wondered how many of his friends had received them and how many could come.

As the east began to brighten, a golden glow appeared. A stage of golden light spread from the horizon.

Shadows of people flickered through the streets and alleys. Many had left home early to secure a front-row spot to witness the King of Chu’s grand wedding and soak up the joyous atmosphere.

Along the route, teams of imperial guards took their positions, forming human walls to clear a wide path for the wedding procession.

On the rooftops, Yin Hai and others flashed about, conducting final checks to ensure everything would go smoothly.

In Tiannan Sword City.

There’s an old saying in this world: “The hundred flowers of Tiannan are unmatched in the world.” At this moment, the city full of blooming flowers was indeed the hallmark of Tiannan Sword City.

That person, the only one in the world, put down the invitation in his hand and leaped to the top of the pavilion, overlooking the entire sword city.

“Sword, come.”

With a light call, an ancient wooden sword flew to him.

“Kid, I don’t have much to give you. Let these flowers all over the city be my wedding gift.”

Pei Wen looked towards Tianwu City and danced with his sword. A gentle breeze swept across the city, causing all the flower petals to leave their stems and dance in the wind, forming a colorful river of flowers flowing around the city.

People in the city looked up in amazement. This spectacular scene composed of countless flower petals was indescribably beautiful.

Go!

With a light wave of the wooden sword, endless flowers spread across the sky towards Tianwu City.

As people came to their senses, still intoxicated by the sight, they suddenly realized that this miraculous scene was created by the Sword Saint!

Pei Wen placed the wooden sword on his back and disappeared from the rooftop.

At Snow Worship Manor.

A peerless beauty walked into the courtyard holding an invitation. Under the heavy snow, the peach tree in the yard was in full bloom, emitting a faint, hazy glow.

“Today is little An’s wedding. Let’s send a gift together,” the beauty said softly, her beautiful eyes looking at the peach tree with a hint of sadness. (PS: She has long had someone in her heart and is now in a state of guarding her heart and living in widowhood. Don’t misunderstand.)

The peach tree seemed to respond, dropping a peach blossom onto the invitation.

“You’ve always been here…” The beauty’s tone was joyful, yet her eyes couldn’t hide the sorrow.

The cold long sword was unsheathed, and spring came to the whole mountain as flowers bloomed.

The beauty looked towards Tiannan Sword City and then towards Tianwu City. With one sword stroke, a peach blossom carried the mountain’s flowers away.

Outside Tianwu City.@@novelbin@@

A scholar carrying a box and a drunken swordsman met at the city gate.

At the same time, a black-clad swordsman entered by jumping over the city wall in full view of everyone, severely turning the gears of the tower guard.

In front of the King of Chu’s mansion.

The auspicious time had arrived. As the red-robed eunuch began to sing, Shen Yian mounted the white stallion that had long been prepared.

“Lift the sedan chair!”

“Crack! Pop! Crack! Pop!”

Firecrackers exploded in unison, and amidst the thunderous gongs and drums, the 100-meter long wedding procession set off grandly.

The three great joys in life: achieving scholarly honors, the wedding night, and meeting an old friend in a distant land.

A white horse, red clothing, a young man.

As the horse’s hooves lightly touched the ground, the wedding procession had already reached South Market Street.

“Brother An! Congratulations on your wedding!”

“Your Highness, King of Chu! Congratulations on your marriage!”

Du Dunming, Qiu Lanlan, and other young masters and misses wouldn’t miss Shen Yian’s joyous occasion. They had come out early to wait on both sides of South Market Street. As the wedding procession approached, they could no longer contain their congratulatory cheers.

Shen Yian nodded with a smile, his face beaming with happiness and vigor.

To showcase the royal prestige, the wedding procession needed to make a large circle through the city before heading to the Duke of State’s mansion to pick up the bride. Along the way, flower children were responsible for distributing wedding candies provided by the Flower Village Teahouse.

Inwardly, Shen Yian was reluctant, but for the sake of the Shen family and his father’s face, he chose to accept. If possible, he actually wanted to fast-forward to the last step.

As the procession continued to the North Market, most of the city’s citizens were seeing the famous King of Chu for the first time. A man selling candied haws almost dropped his jaw in surprise when he saw Shen Yian.

“The… King of Chu bought my candied haws before?”

Many vendors instantly recalled that their small shops or stalls seemed to have been patronized by the King of Chu before, and they could hardly contain their excitement.

Amidst the constant blessings, Shen Yian smiled and waved his hand in gratitude.

These simple gestures turned the scene into a large-scale fan meeting. Many screams even drowned out the music of the wedding procession.

At the Duke of State’s mansion.

A bright red veil covered that otherworldly beautiful face, but it couldn’t hide those nervous little hands.

Nervousness, anticipation, joy, happiness?

Various wonderful emotions swirled in Ye Liyan’s heart. This day had arrived as if in a dream.

If this was a dream, she would rather never wake up.

Outside the room, Ye Feng was even more nervous than Ye Liyan, pacing back and forth in the courtyard, making even Ye Tiance feel a bit anxious.

After who knows how long, the sound of gongs and drums grew closer, and firecrackers suddenly exploded. Ye Feng’s heart leapt to his throat: “They’re here!”

Ye Tiance said in a deep voice, “Fenge’r, don’t be nervous and make any mistakes.”

“Don’t worry, Father. There won’t be any mistakes.”

Outside the Duke’s Mansion, Shen Yian dismounted and took two deep breaths. Even though he had been here so many times before, he felt unexpectedly nervous this time.

Never mind, getting married was the priority. Just charge ahead!

After psyching himself up, Shen Yian strode into the Duke’s mansion.

Everything went more smoothly than imagined, with no difficulties, and all procedures were completed without a hitch.

The only surprise was that Ye Tiance and Ye Feng, two men who had never shed tears on the battlefield, could no longer hold back their tears the moment Ye Liyan stepped into the bridal sedan.

Shen Yian’s eyes turned red and he bowed deeply to the two elders.

“Lift the sedan!”

The wedding procession began its return to the prince’s mansion.

On the way, Shen Yian regained his composure and, sensing something, raised his head to look towards the horizon.

Two rivers of flowers merged seamlessly and descended upon Tianwu City.

As a gentle breeze caressed their faces, flowers filled the entire city.

This miraculous sight stunned everyone in the city.

A heavenly blessing!

Shen Yian caught an intact peach blossom in his hand, instantly understanding its origin. He smiled gently and said, “Thank you all.”

Listening to the exclamations around her, Ye Liyan quietly reached out her little hands from the sedan to catch a few petals. They smelled so good.

“It’s not enough, not enough, hahaha!” Someone wiped the wine stains from his mouth and laughed.

The drunkard, the scholar, and the nameless one simultaneously thrust out their swords in perfect harmony.

A strong wind suddenly arose, and the flower petals that had begun to fall listlessly danced again in the wind.

Beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful!

Red silk stretched for three thousand li, and the entire city was filled with floating flowers.

On the roof of the Martial Guard Division, Bai Hu gently caught a petal and murmured with a smile, “Sister, little An has grown up. It’s a pity he’s a bit lecherous, marrying a girl even more beautiful than you…”

On the palace city wall, Shen Cangtian quietly watched the miraculous scene before him. He seemed to recall past events and slowly lowered his eyelids.