My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 312 - 189: The Sky Falls for Yiren

Every four years, the parade of Advanced Scholars filled Chang'an Street, which was already packed with spectators eager to watch the excitement.

Even some officials and nobles had been waiting early at their doorsteps.

Though the top scholar of this session had been snatched by the Royal Family, there might still be other unmarried scholars.

If someone took a liking, they had to act quickly after the parade ended, or else someone else might claim them.

This year's parade was unprecedented.

After all, top scholars from the Imperial Examination were common, but a Sixth-Ranking Scholar was rare.

From afar, a luxurious carriage slowly approached amid continuous cheers from the crowd.

"The top scholar truly possesses both talent and good looks!"

"Eh, why are there two women on the floral carriage? Isn't it said that only the top scholar's wife can accompany him?"

"Didn't you hear the Imperial Decree just now?"

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"I heard it, but didn't understand…"

"The Emperor has already bestowed Princess Anning in marriage to the new top scholar. Isn't it quite normal for the top scholar to have two wives sitting in one carriage?"

"Truly befitting a Sixth-Ranking Scholar, having a wife and still being able to marry a princess, the Emperor's favor towards him is too great."

"That is the Sixth-Ranking Scholar, if you have the capability to become one, you could also receive such grace…"

…

Initially, people were curious about the top scholar surrounded by women on both sides.

Soon, someone explained the reason.

At this year's grand court meeting, the Emperor himself declared he would choose a top scholar as the Prince Consort.

There was only one Sixth-Ranking Scholar, so there was no choice.

What the Emperor said couldn't be taken back, so he truly married the Princess to him and conferred his original spouse as Imperial Decree, making them both his wives.

Such an event had never happened before.

It showed how much the Emperor valued the Sixth-Ranking Scholar.

A child, looking at the passing floral carriage and listening to the onlookers, looked up at his mother and innocently said, "Mother, I also want to be a top scholar and marry a princess!"

The woman beside him smiled and stroked his head, saying, "Then you should study hard. If you become the top scholar in the future, you can be as glorious as he is…"

The child nodded vigorously, already having planted the seed of aspiring for the Imperial Examination.

Among the crowd, there were also many candidates who had failed the examination.

Seeing others riding the floral carriage and parading through Chang'an, their hearts were filled with envy.

In addition to envy, they secretly vowed to pass the examination in the future and enjoy a scene of public admiration.

Atop the floral carriage, the new scholars were extremely excited, recalling a poem by the top scholar.

"The past was not praiseworthy, but today my thoughts know no bounds.

With the spring breeze at my back, the horse gallops fast, and I see all the blossoms of Chang'an in one day."

The poem exactly reflected their current mood.

Even those from prestigious families, accustomed to high society, were swept up in the moment as they heard the cheers of the people, saw the envious expressions of those who had failed, and felt the adoring gazes of the women of Chang'an.

This satisfaction could not be bought with any amount of money or power.

Before the Imperial Examination, everyone was equal.

Even if their families were powerful and wealthy, sitting on this carriage and parading required one's own merit.

The carriage moved slowly, and many bold women reached into their bosoms, throwing their personal handkerchiefs towards the floral carriage.

This was a tradition of the scholar parade.

Of course, the top scholar's carriage received the most handkerchiefs.

But whenever a handkerchief was about to land, it was stopped by an invisible force, smelling of perfume as it gently fell to the ground, only to be ruthlessly run over by the carriages behind, much like these women's hearts.

The women of Chang'an, looking at the two figures sitting beside the top scholar, were filled with insurmountable envy.

If they could sit in the top scholar's carriage just once, their lives would be worthwhile.

Li Nuo was sitting in the carriage, the joy of being a Sixth-Ranking Scholar vastly overshadowed by holding Anning with one hand and his wife with the other.

As Anning waved along the journey,

By comparison, his wife was much calmer, but the fleeting joy in her eyes was keenly caught by Li Nuo.

Even the coldest mental method could not completely erase the most fundamental human emotions.

When the carriage reached a certain point, it slowly stopped.

A Minister of Rites official said, "Top scholar, return to your mansion!"

Li Nuo was the first to step down from the carriage, then he reached out to help his wife and Anning down.

Being the top scholar was undoubtedly a matter of adding brilliance to one's ancestry, and he needed to visit his family's ancestral shrine to pay respects, while the officials from the Ministry of Rites and other scholars waited outside.

Minister of Rites Lu Sheng stood at the door, saying to Li Nuo, "Top scholar, please try to keep it within a quarter of an hour."

Li Nuo nodded, leading his wife and Anning into Li Mansion.

The floors of Li Mansion were already covered in red carpets, and the house was decorated with lanterns.

Under the escort of the servants and maids, Li Nuo and his companions walked to the ancestral shrine, paid respects to their ancestors, and as they returned the same way, Song Jiaren walked into a certain courtyard and soon came back out.

Enemies meeting each other only made their eyes redder.

Song Yiren, seeing Anning beside Li Nuo, exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

Anning was slightly startled, quickly realizing something, and frowned, "Why are you wearing the top scholar's wife's attire, where is Jiaren?"

Song Yiren snorted coldly and said, "That's my sister, not yours. I'll wear her clothes if I want to. What can you do about it?"

Li Anning returned a cold smile and said, "Sorry, but I actually can do something about it..."

...

Moments later, three figures walked out of Li Mansion and got back onto the flower carriage.

The parade continued.

While Song Yiren was still puzzled, she heard people discussing.

"He not only won the top scholar title but also married the Princess. What more could one ask for in life?"

"The Emperor not only granted the top scholar the marriage to the Princess but also bestowed upon the top scholar's wife an Imperial Decree. It truly befits the royal dignity—what a grand act!"

"I heard the Ministry of Rites is preparing a grand wedding for the three of them. It's probably the first time a Princess is marrying alongside someone else..."

The murmurs of the commoners reached her ears.

Song Yiren's face turned pale.

She felt like the sky was falling.

Imperial Decree wife, grand wedding—these should have been hers!

Her sister snatching her husband was one thing, but now there's another rival, a Princess!

How bitter her fate was...

"Hey, why is the top scholar's wife crying?"

"Those must be tears of joy. She thought she was marrying a fool, but it turned out to be a top scholar. Her sorrow turned to joy; I'd cry too..."

"Even her crying is beautiful. No wonder the top scholar wrote so many poems for her; she truly lives up to those descriptions."

...

Listening to people's discussions, Song Yiren couldn't stop her tears.

Compared to Song Yiren, who looked as lovely as pear blossoms bathed in the rain, Li Anning on the other side wore a triumphant smile.

She greeted the commoners enthusiastically by the roadside; every wave of her hand drew cheers.

Song Yiren took a deep breath, quietly wiped the tears from her face, and also waved to the people by her side as the flower carriage passed by—cheers followed its path.

At the Jade Sound Pavilion's second floor.

Phoenix leaned against the window, watching the flower carriage pass on the street below, feeling a touch of envy in her heart.

Nightingale came over, smiling and said, "What's the matter, Phoenix, the best charmer in the world? Did the top scholar bewitch your soul too?"

Phoenix didn't respond.

Despite her many identities, she was primarily a woman.

Sixth-Ranking Scholar.

Excellence across the Six Arts.

This meant he mastered calligraphy, painting, law, mathematics, rites, music, riding, and shooting, and he could write excellent poetry. If he willed it, he could immortalize a woman's beauty in history.

Moreover, his family was prominent and handsome.

What woman wouldn't want to marry such a husband?

If she were Song Yiren, having such a husband stolen would certainly drive her mad.

Suddenly, she could very much relate to the Song Family's second daughter.

Nightingale, surprised that she didn't argue back, said, "You can't be serious, you actually like him? Although he's scholarly, he's too weak physically…"

Phoenix glanced at Nightingale and said indifferently, "An unrefined martial artist who only knows how to shoot arrows, what would you understand?"

Nightingale retorted frustratingly, "Jiang Dai'er, you try calling me unrefined again!"

Phoenix gave her a dismissive look and asked, "Then tell me, apart from shooting arrows, what else can you do? Play music, paint, arrange flowers, dance? If you can do any of these, I'll never call you unrefined again…"

Nightingale, unable to counter, said, "If you like him that much, why don't you just marry him? He's a Sixth-Ranking Scholar, with an unlimited future, and his father is Daxia's most powerful official. If you could marry him, you would hold sway over Li Family matters in the future, what big accomplishments could you not achieve?"

After careful thought, Phoenix gently shook her head.

A Martial Path genius of the Fourth Realm, a Legalism Princess from the Fourth Realm, and a pesky younger sister from the Fourth Realm tangled up... Their family wasn't an easy one, and she wasn't confident in controlling it...

The flower carriage reached the end of Chang'an Street and made its way back.

When passing by Li Mansion, Li Nuo got off again to return a tablet inscribed with the ancestors' names of the Li Family to the ancestral hall.

He also made his wife and Song Yiren swap back.

A figure emerged from the courtyard; Li Nuo took her hand, feeling warmth instead of cold. He looked at Song Yiren, surprised, and asked, "Why haven't you two swapped back?"

Song Yiren said, "She said she didn't want all the hassle."

Li Nuo glanced inside the house; indeed, this did sound like something his wife would say.

With limited time, he had no choice but to take Song Yiren back onto the carriage.

When the flower carriage arrived at the palace gate, the parade was considered over.

Li Anning and Song Yiren jumped down from the carriage, gave each other a look, simultaneously snorted, and turned away.

Minister of Rites Lu Sheng came over, about to discuss the details of the Joling Banquet that evening with Li Nuo, when he saw this scene and his expression involuntarily stiffened.

It seemed the Princess and the top scholar's wife weren't getting along...

Li Anning caught his glance, realized something, and immediately put on a smile. She warmly took Song Yiren's hand and said, "Jiaren, you look so beautiful today…"

She leaned closer to Song Yiren's ear, lowered her voice, and said, "Don't look so stern. We're in public, don't let outsiders laugh at us!"

The sky was falling, yet she was supposed to smile.

But the busty woman made a good point, so even though Song Yiren felt like crying, she forced a smile and said, "Not at all, Anning is even prettier…"