Abandoned Wife? Her Starlight Shall Blind You!-Chapter 208 - 151: Finally Married

"Yes!" The six women’s faces turned pale as they answered in unison, their voices trembling uncontrollably.

Who wouldn’t want to rise above and become that incomparably noble mistress?

Especially when facing someone like Prince Zhan, a dragon among men.

Moreover, when they came, the Emperor had already stated that if they were fortunate enough to bear a son or daughter with Prince Zhan, he would bestow upon them the title of his concubine.

This was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to bring glory to their ancestors, to soar to great heights, and to add shine to their family lineage.

Every woman secretly swore in her heart to find a way to win over Prince Zhan, to change her fate from then on, and ascend to that enviable high position.

...

"Prince Zhan’s palanquin has arrived."

In Shen Ruoxi’s chamber, Chuntao entered hastily to report, her face full of joy.

"Quickly help the bride out." As soon as Yang Family spoke, the expressions of everyone in the room instantly became tense yet excited.

Originally, Shen Ruoxi’s heart was not particularly stirred, as she had already been married once.

However, when the words "Prince Zhan" reached her ears, she couldn’t help but feel her heartbeat accelerate.

She couldn’t help but wonder to herself, would he be as excited as she was?

Now that the Shen Family had no male members, Yang Family wanted to carry her out to the palanquin, but Shen Ruoxi decisively refused, "Sister-in-law, let Ji do it!"

"This?" Duchess Xu frowned slightly, looking troubled, and said, "This is against the rules."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ji was naturally overjoyed; when his elder sister entered the palace, it was also he who carried her to the palanquin.

He hadn’t yet stepped forward when Lan Jue strode over and said, "Let me, as her elder brother, do it!"

Shen Ruoxi couldn’t help frowning; rumors about them had long been widespread in town, and this was precisely the time to avoid suspicion, yet he...

"Let the Princely Heir do it!" Lin Xuening slowly spoke up.

Although when she got married, seeing Lan Jue’s attitude toward Shen Ruoxi made her very uncomfortable.

But over this period, Lan Jue had indeed been good to her, sincerely wanting to handle their marriage well.

The coldness, impatience, and even disdain she once worried about, none of it had appeared.

Sometimes they could even sit together to discuss poetry, converse, and share their insights and feelings.

She gradually became more at ease from her initial anxiety and unease.

After all, from the start, Lan Jue had been transparent about his intentions, and he made efforts to maintain their marriage, which she was now quite satisfied with.

She thought, perhaps he wanted to carry Shen Ruoxi to fulfill his own wish.

"No one is allowed." Yang Family directly refused, her tone firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

They were members of the Shen Family, although Xu Ji and Lan Jue were Shen Ruoxi’s close relatives, they were still outsiders by surname.

"I’ll carry auntie to the palanquin." Qing’er suddenly stepped forward and said resolutely.

She was just eleven years old, already showing signs of gracefulness, but still just a child.

Shen Ruoxi quietly wore her red bridal veil, her heart full of anxiety that she couldn’t express.

She only hoped her sister-in-law wouldn’t agree to have Qing’er carry her, since being so young, she probably couldn’t handle her weight.

"Alright, let Qing’er do it." Yang Family suddenly said loudly.

Even Duchess Xu agreed, "It’s proper for Qing’er to carry Ruoxi to the palanquin, so it is settled."

Shen Ruoxi was anxious and saw Qing’er already squatting down, struggling to lift her onto her back.

Just as they left the grand hall, Shen Ruoxi suddenly felt herself lifted into the air, and she was instantly cradled in a warm embrace.

Even though the veil covered her eyes, she could still sense that Jun Moling was particularly tall and handsome today.

"Prince Zhan?" Everyone was filled with surprise.

Duchess Xu furrowed her brows, thinking this was even more inappropriate.

Jun Moling simply smiled and said, "Grandmother, Ruoxi is Princess Consort Zhan of Prince Mansion, and I am also the Marquis of the Shen Family by marriage. In the future, our two families will live together, and this is the rule I set. I will carry Ruoxi to the palanquin."

Everyone was moved to tears by his words.

The Duchess Xu felt particularly comforted, since Prince Zhan had made such a decision, what was there left for the Shen Family to worry about in the future?

"Mother-in-law, are you crying again? Didn’t you say you wanted to live to see Ruoxi’s children? You can’t keep crying; your health is most important," Lin gently advised.

The Duchess Xu couldn’t hold back her tears, "I’m just happy."

Jun Moling carefully lifted Shen Ruoxi onto the bridal sedan chair, then bowed to the elders, frightening everyone into quickly returning the gesture.

Only then did he mount his tall horse, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

Yang whispered in confusion, "Ruoxi said the Prince had eyes for another woman, but looking at him now, it doesn’t seem that way at all!

Just look at his radiant face and constant smile; isn’t he the picture of someone marrying his most beloved woman?"

"I agree, something’s off," Zou chimed in. Because of this matter, the two of them almost stormed into the Prince Zhan’s Mansion to argue, but were stopped by Ruoxi.

"My Ruoxi is so beloved, who wouldn’t like her?" the Duchess Xu said proudly.

"What do you know? Pei Xuan and his big mouth already told me that the woman in his heart is his cousin. Now that he’s got his wish, how could he not be happy?" Xu Ji said loudly.

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.

Yang chuckled, "That Ruoxi is really simple-minded. I also sensed something was off, she was just overthinking things.

And the Prince, what was there to hide about this? Wouldn’t it have been better to clear things up directly? I saw Ruoxi was troubled by this for some time."

"We can’t understand matters between young people. Anyway, she’s now his Princess Consort, and there’ll be plenty of time to explain things in the future!"

The Duchess Xu said, her eyes red but wearing a comforting smile.

The bridal sedan chair slowly left, with the household staff flocking around to join in the excitement.

The Shen family had also prepared a sumptuous feast to entertain the visiting relatives.

Prince Zhan’s marriage was an event that shook the entire Capital City.

Today, the Capital City was bustling and lively, teeming with people.

The sound of suona was clear and pleasant, and the drums echoed in the sky. The entire wedding procession moved like a winding, fiery red dragon, grandly processing through the streets of the Capital City.

The abundant dowry seemed endless, and the streets were filled with curious and excited civilians.

Their gazes followed the grand spectacle, and exclamations and praises filled the air, never ceasing.

Along the way, candies and copper coins were scattered everywhere, people scrambled to grab them, creating an extremely lively scene.

The wedding procession circled the Capital City twice before returning to the Prince Zhan’s Mansion.

Kicking the sedan door, crossing the fire basin, carrying the bride into the house, bowing to the heavens and earth—each ceremony was carried out in an orderly manner, finally sending the bride into the bridal chamber.

"Ruoxi, if you’re hungry, just tell them what you want to eat. We don’t follow so many formal customs here; wait for me," Jun Moling’s gentle voice said.

Shen Ruoxi’s face turned inexplicably red under the wedding veil. She had become his bride just like that, as if the separation from Xiao Chengyi was just yesterday, now it all felt dreamlike and unreal.

"Go ahead! Don’t keep the guests waiting too long. Don’t drink too much, I’ll be waiting for you," she said with concern in her voice.

Jun Moling’s low laughter came, with a mischievous tone: "Already starting to take charge? Don’t worry, I won’t let myself drink too much."

Somehow, the tone seemed to change meaning.

She was simply worried about him, afraid that someone might deliberately make him drink, especially the Emperor, who would undoubtedly be the first.

But with what he said, her face turned even redder. Fortunately, the red veil covered her, hiding her shyness from everyone.

She said angrily, "Hurry up, if you stay in the bridal chamber, people will gossip."

Jun Moling bowed, stole a kiss through the wedding veil, his mood as good as blossoming flowers of spring, before reluctantly going out to greet the guests.

Chuntao entered, her face showing anger: "Miss, the Emperor is too much, gifting six beauties to the Prince on the wedding day."

Shen Ruoxi’s heart skipped a beat, knowing this was the Emperor’s way of causing discomfort, even so, she couldn’t help but feel a bit sour.

"Don’t worry! The Prince is not that kind of person," Shen Ruoxi said, deliberately ignoring the strange feeling in her heart and pretending to be calm.

"This Emperor is really something!" Chuntao was still indignant.

She suddenly glanced at the table, puzzled: "What’s this little box doing here on the table?"