After entering the wedding room, the wedding ceremony had basically been completed, and even if something accidentally goes wrong, it would not be seen by outside guests.
Zhao Yan was doing her best to relax but thinking about her veil being lifted and seeing Fu Yanqing's face, her heart could not stop beating erratically. She fanned herself, ignoring the warmth on her cheeks.
There was no seniority for three days during the wedding, and disturbing the bridal chamber was the favorite activity of many idlers, having the courage to be brazen and bold to make fun of the groom and bride. Although this was true, no one really dares to do this except for Zhang Yuan who has long been jeering to see the bride.
To their surprise, even Huang Yi, the young master of the Huang family who has only recently gone back to the capital was also echoing the Chancellor's sentiment.
"I wonder what Price Jing's bride looks like." He said with a hint of amusement. The others' curiosity became fierce when they heard this.
Zhao Yan, under the pressure of everyone's gaze, became unsure of her appearance once more. All bridal makeup was thick and sometimes the powder and rouge covered her facial features. It made her look delicate but a bit like a beautiful doll with no life.
When worrying about her makeup, she saw a pair of black boots entering her line of sight. The soundless steps of Fu Yanqing startled her because they did not produce any sounds and were even uniform. Were all people who entered the battlefield like this?
A red steel stick raised up the tassel, and then the veil rose at a constant speed, Zhao Yan's sight was blinded with a bit of light so she reflectively looked at the light source and blinked a couple of times.
Zhao Yan raised her head, meeting Fu Yanqing's sharp phoenix eyes. He was warm like jade and his intimidating aura was less compared to before. He looked at her very fondly and his lips were hooked to the side in a slight smile. Zhao Yan inhaled sharply. He looked handsome...
Zhao Yan and Fu Yanqing glanced at each other, then quietly retracted their gazes, they both bowed their heads. Fu Yanqing was secretly satisfied while Zhao Yan felt shy.
No one noticed the exchanges between the two of them, and those who were anticipating the bride's appearance were stunned into silence. The bride looked very young and no matter which angle they look, her heart-shaped face and warm smile made their hearts pound against their chest.
She was the type who exuded charm and innocence, the ideal type of men who wanted to protect the harmless little lamb. Her dark and beautiful eyes glistened under the light, her white teeth and rosy cheeks blinding all their eyes.
Although she did not look that remarkable at first but the longer they look at her, the more they felt that she was really beautiful like a little fairy. The difference in height also made her existence magnified.
Zhang Yuan who already caught sight of Zhao Yan before was surprised but he got over it soon. Huang Yi on the other hand, was anticipating to see another fierce version of Ming Shen Si but upon seeing the adorable little fairy, he spat out the tea he was drinking.
Zhang Yuan laughed at him teasingly and patted his back. "Huang Yi, are you surprised? The princess consort's beauty is unrivaled."
The surrounding people chattered. "To think that this is the princess consort that Prince Jing has chosen. They said that she was crippled or even disfigured but those rumors truly aren't reliable. I must be dreaming because I have seen a fairy descend from the heavens!"
Huang Yi stared at Zhao Yan with wide eyes. He had originally thought that Zhang Yuan's taste in women was questionable because Ming Shen Si was an amazona that even Huang Yi dare not offend.
He actually thought that Fu Yanqing would also share this preference but Fu Yanqing proved his suspicions wrong.
"I thought that Madam Zhang was a unique beauty and that no one can rival Chancellor Zhang's taste in women. But when I saw the princess consort, I realized that I have greatly underestimated my senior brother. To think that there is such a beautiful figure that could bewitch the woman-hater of the century..." Huang Yi was really astonished that he almost thought he was dreaming.
Zhang Yuan glanced at him unhappily. "Huang Yi, what do you mean? My Si'er is the best! Are you questioning my taste in women?"
"No. Your taste is unique and Madam Zhang is also unique."
Zhang Yuan became even more unhappy when he heard this. "Tsk, tsk. You won't understand since you're still unmarried. You'll understand once you find a woman for yourself."
Huang Yi did not say anything to that since he has no plans to marry yet. He still wants to enjoy the life of a single dog without having to worry about pleasing in-laws or bearing an heir. He also needs to sort the Huang family first.
Standing in the bridal chamber where all the royal family's womenfolk, and a small number of noble clan boys who relied on their young age to stay here to see the bride. As for the other people, even if they have the heart, they probably didn't have the courage.