Chapter 1061: Brother Lang and Helan Minyue get married

As night fell, the side halls of the Tang Palace were brightly lit.

Although it was a wedding arranged on the spur of the moment, it was solemn because of the royal standards.

Red silk hung from the beams, filling the room with joy. Palace maids stood on both sides holding candlesticks in their hands, eunuchs held their breath and waited for instructions, and officials from the Ministry of Rites had already stood in place according to the rituals.

"The auspicious time has come——"

When the officials from the Ministry of Rites finished singing, Lin Lang was wearing an ochre dragon robe, and Helan Minyue beside him was wearing a crimson wedding dress with a trailing skirt. Although her phoenix crown and bridal robe were simple, they could not hide their luxury.

A red veil embroidered with auspicious dragons and phoenixes covered Helan Minyue's head. Tiny golden bells hung from the corners, jingling as she moved. This covered most of her face, revealing only her small jaw and slightly pursed lips.

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

Helan Minyue seemed a little nervous under the veil, her steps trembled slightly, and the sound of the golden bell became disrupted.

Lin Lang held Helan Minyue's elbow and led her to face the night sky outside the hall. He slowly bowed and knelt. The candlelight swayed gently in the wind, reflecting the fluttering of their clothes, making them look like fairies in a painting.

"Second bow, brother and sister-in-law—"

Wu Hou sat at the top, smiling in her eyes as she looked at her niece with satisfaction.

Li Zhi also sat very upright and dignified, the smile on his lips deepened, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the table.

Lin Lang and Helan Minyue turned side by side and bowed deeply to the emperor and empress. The hall was silent, with only the golden bells on the corners of the veil emitting small festive sounds.

It is worth mentioning that in ancient times, people would pay homage to the man’s parents, but here they are replaced by his sworn brother and sister-in-law.

"Husband and wife pay homage——"

The two stood facing each other. Lin Lang leaned over slightly, his eyes falling on the red veil. He could smell the orchid fragrance emanating from the veil.

Helan Minyue's breathing came through the brocade, a little hurried. She raised her hand carefully, groping under the veil with her fingertips, and finally gently placed it on Lin Lang's arm, as if she had grasped her only support.

The golden bell jingled in the silence. Although her eyebrows and eyes could not be seen under the veil, one could read Helan Minyue's shyness and nervousness from the slightly trembling curves.

Lin Lang's eyes were gentle and he raised his hand to support her.

As the ceremonial officer sang "hello", the two of them bowed slowly. The moment their skirts touched, Helan Minyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks flushed like clouds. When she hurriedly retracted her gaze, the tips of her ears were already red.

The palace maids presented a heart-shaped knot made of red silk.

The eunuchs sang in unison, "Congratulations to the Emperor and the Empress!"

Officials from the Ministry of Rites bowed to record this moment.

The red candles illuminated the shadows of people in the hall. The simple ceremony concealed the profound meaning of the friendship between the two countries, as well as the shyness and expectations in the eyes of the newlyweds.

Li Zhi was delighted and said with a smile, "Congratulations, my dear brother. Although today's wedding is simple, it is well-mannered. I hope you two will be of one mind and one heart and work together for the country."

Wu Hou sat at the head of the table, his eyes fixed on his niece, his tone carrying the gentleness and dignity of an elder: "Min Yue, although today's wedding is hasty, the etiquette must not be neglected."

"After you get married, you should act more calmly and respect and love your husband. Don't be as spoiled as before."

Empress Wu paused, her voice softening slightly. "When you arrive in Hushang Kingdom, you must respect your elders, support your husband and children, treat your servants well, and fulfill your duties. Furthermore, you must remember that your natal family will always be your support. From now on, you will be the link between Hushang Kingdom and the Tang Dynasty."

Helan Minyue heard her aunt's voice through the red veil. Her nose felt slightly sore and she uttered a soft "hmm". Her fingers under the veil clenched the hem of her skirt.

Wu Shun, who was marrying off his daughter, looked at Lin Lang, his eyes red as he said, "My dear son-in-law, although Minyue has been spoiled since she was a child, she has a kind nature. I hope you will treat her well in the future and be tolerant of her."

Lin Lang raised his eyes and looked at Wu Shun, his posture straight as a pine tree, his tone calm and serious.

"Please rest assured, mother-in-law. Now that Minyue has entered my palace in Shanghai, she is the one I will protect for the rest of my life. It is natural that she will have no worries about food and clothing, and will continue to be honored. Moreover, I will treat her with sincerity and will never allow her to suffer any injustice."

Lin Lang's words were not harsh, but each word was sonorous and revealed an unquestionable promise.

Wu Shun finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. He wiped his eyes and nodded, "Okay, okay..."

"The ceremony is over - escort her to the bridal chamber -" The ceremonial officer stretched out his tone, his voice piercing the silence in the hall with a festive ending.

The palace maids immediately stepped forward and respectfully led Lin Lang and Helan Minyue to the bridal chamber.

Lin Lang gently held Min Yue's arm. She walked slowly under the veil, and the golden bells made tiny sounds with her movements, as if stringing together the expectations along the way.

Everyone watching the ceremony in the hall stood up to congratulate him. Lin Lang's wives and concubines felt very uncomfortable, but they had to act magnanimous and forced a smile to express their blessings.

It’s true that life is like a play, it all depends on your acting skills.

They are just in their position, and even if they have a myriad of emotions, they can only hide them behind a decent smile and swallow the complicated feelings.

The red candles were still swaying, reflecting the hustle and bustle in the hall, but they could not illuminate the turmoil in everyone's heart.

Mu Xuelan was jealous and secretly upset: Humph, it's bad enough that he couldn't compete with Chu Yiren for the position of the first wife, but he also let Li Moli become the second wife, and now he married a third wife from the Tang Dynasty. I'm so angry!

Pan Xiaoting thought with envy: I also want to have the sense of ceremony of marrying Brother Lang!

The loneliness and bitterness that flashed across Zhou Mengyao's eyes could not be hidden from Chu Yiren's eyes either.

A nonchalant smile flashed across the face of Queen Chu Yiren.

She gently stroked her pregnant belly and thought: In ancient times, I was the Queen of Shanghai. Now, in modern times, I am a wealthy Shanghai businessman. No one can shake my position as Lin Lang's wife.

At the same time, the bride and groom had been sent to the bridal chamber.

The red candles in the bridal chamber were burning brightly, and the candle wax dripped slowly down the copper candlesticks, making the red silk in the room even brighter.

The carved wedding bed was hung with a tasseled brocade curtain, and the bedding was embroidered with patterns of mandarin ducks playing in the water. The air was filled with a faint scent of incense, which mixed with the festive atmosphere left over from the ceremony, creating a sense of tenderness.

The palace maids placed the wedding wine on the table quietly and retreated silently. The door closed with a creaky sound, completely isolating the noise from the outside world.

Helan Minyue sat upright on the edge of the bed, her phoenix coronet and bridal veil still on. Her little face was flushed beneath the red veil. She bit her red lips nervously, feeling shy and expectant, and her little heart began to beat faster inexplicably.

Lin Lang couldn't wait to gently lift the red veil, and was immediately stunned when he saw Helan Minyue's beautiful bridal dress.

The moment the red silk slipped down, Lin Lang's fingertips were suspended in the air and he forgot to retract them.

The candlelight was wrapped in a warm yellow halo, making Helan Minyue's face hazy and bright. A few strands of her hair by her ears were caught by the gold chain of her bridal bridal gown, trembling gently beside her fair cheeks.

The flower ornaments between her eyebrows make her almond-shaped eyes look like spring water, and her eyelashes flutter like a butterfly flapping its wings about to fly; her red lips are slightly parted as if containing red cinnabar, and the corners of her lips, which are shining with water, are stained with the crimson marks left by her bite just now.

Helan Minyue instinctively lowered her eyes to avoid Lin Lang's fiery gaze, but she couldn't help but want to look up and peek. This timid look made Lin Lang's throat tighten.

Helan Minyue beautiful pictures

The pearl tassels hanging from the phoenix crown cast tiny shadows on Helan Minyue's face, swaying as she turned her neck slightly, as if the stars had fallen into the world.

Lin Lang had never seen such a lively and delicate look from an ancient beauty, so soft and tender that it made his heart tremble.

His fingertips brushed across the red tips of Helan Minyue's ears, gently unhooking the hair that was hooked on the gold jewelry. When his fingertips touched her hot skin, Helan Minyue's delicate body was slightly startled. She turned her head to avoid it but met his smiling eyes.

Those eyes were filled with strong affection, as if they wanted to drown her in a honey-colored whirlpool.

"My beloved!" Lin Lang's voice was a little teasing, but also contained genuine tenderness.

"Your Majesty, I am so shy!"

Helan Minyue bit her lower lip and looked up, seeing that the flickering candlelight in Lin Lang's eyes was more scorching than the wine.

She folded her hands on her knees, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt, and her long eyelashes trembled like frightened butterfly wings.

"Lift your head and let me have a good look at your beloved concubine's stunning beauty."

Helan Minyue raised her head shyly, meeting Lin Lang's scorching gaze, and lowered her head hurriedly and embarrassedly, but she couldn't help but let a sweet and timid smile spread across her lips, as if she was holding a freshly picked cherry, sour and sweet.

Helan Minyue beautiful pictures

"Your Majesty, am I really as beautiful as you say?"

"My beloved concubine has grown up with my aesthetic taste. The first time I saw you, I fell in love with you."

Lin Lang couldn't help but kiss Helan Minyue on the cheek. The soft touch carried the warmth of a young girl.

Helan Minyue had never experienced such closeness before. She felt as if she was burned by fire. Her cheeks were so red that they seemed to bleed. Even her ears were dyed red. She was so nervous that even her breathing was disordered.

"Hehe," Lin Lang chuckled and pointed at the wine jug on the table, "My beloved, let's drink the wedding wine now!"

Helan Minyue said "hmm" softly, her voice as thin as a mosquito's hum.

Lin Lang turned around and poured two glasses of wine. The wine was clear and glowed amber under the candlelight.

He came back with wine glasses, handed one to Helan Minyue, raised the other, and leaned slightly closer to her.

The moment their eyes met, Helan Minyue's heart skipped a beat.

Lin Lang's eyes were bright, as if filled with stars, reflecting the shadow of Helan Minyue, with undisguised tenderness and cherishment.

Helan Minyue's eyelashes trembled, and she finally raised her eyes, looked into the depths of Lin Lang's eyes, and smiled shyly and sweetly.

When their arms were intertwined, Lin Lang smelled the faint scent of powder on Helan Minyue's body. It was a sweet fragrance that Lin Lang had never smelled before. It smelled elegant and fresh, but it made him find it difficult to control himself.

The wine was slightly cool, but it felt warm as it slid down the throat.

Helan Minyue shyly drank the wedding wine. As she tilted her head back to drink, her heart beat so fast and her blushing face looked so beautiful.

Lin Lang looked at Helan Minyue's shy but serious expression, and raised his head to drink the wine in his glass.

The moment he put down the wine glass, Lin Lang turned around and sat beside the bed. He stretched out his arms and gently embraced Helan Minyue in his arms.

Her body tensed instantly, like a frightened little rabbit, her delicate body pressed against Lin Lang's chest. She could clearly hear his steady heartbeat, intertwined with the "thump thump" sound of her own heartbeat.

"Your Majesty, please treat me kindly and gently tonight and in the future!" Helan Minyue's voice trembled slightly.

"Don't be afraid." Lin Lang's voice sounded in her ears, with a warm breath, "For the rest of my life, you will be my most beloved concubine."

After hearing this, Helan Minyue felt sweet in her heart.

She shyly buried her face in Lin Lang's clothes, her nose filled with the fresh scent of him. The panic in her heart was gradually replaced by a sense of security, but the heat on her cheeks did not subside for a long time.

Lin Lang leaned over and kissed Helan Minyue's trembling lips, kissing the beauty in his arms with incomparable tenderness.

When Lin Lang's kiss fell, Helan Minyue's eyelashes trembled violently.

She subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but Lin Lang gently pressed the back of her neck. The kiss was gentle and unrejectable, from tentative to deeper.

Helan Minyue's cheeks were incredibly hot, and she passively let Lin Lang kiss her. She didn't understand or know how to kiss, and she didn't even know how to respond to her husband's passion.

Her breathing became disordered in an instant, and she could only lean softly against Lin Lang, letting him hug and kiss her unscrupulously. She was so nervous that even her fingertips were trembling.

This was a shyness and helplessness that Helan Minyue had never experienced before.

Lin Lang took her to the bed. The quilt was soft. When she was gently laid down, her hair was scattered on the pillow and her eyes were misty, like a lake filled with stars.

He leaned closer, and Helan Minyue subconsciously closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a light shadow under her eyelids.

Lin Lang stretched out his hand and hooked his fingertips on the brocade curtain straps hanging above the bed - those were the tassel knots that tied the curtains.

With a gentle unfastening, the crimson curtain embroidered with lotus patterns fell like a waterfall with a "swish", isolating the two from the outside world.

Only the flickering ambiguous candlelight remained in the tent, turning each other's breathing and heartbeats into an intoxicating wave of emotion.