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Prince Xuanping and Princess Xuanping were lost in their own world, when suddenly a jarring voice interrupted them.
"Prince Xuanping and the princess seem to be in a good mood, always so sweet no matter where they are." It was the voice of Fourth Prince Yang Yunzhe. He Yu pulled Xiao Yao into his embrace, and the warmth in his gaze immediately turned cold. Xiao Yao shrank further into his arms; to be honest, she particularly disliked Yang Yunzhe. Although their interactions were few, the actions of the Sun Family naturally made her detest them, along with the Fourth Prince.
After all, the Sun Family was merely a third-rank military family. Without the Fourth Prince's backing, they surely wouldn't dare to act so arrogantly, openly provoking her as Consort Xuanping. Their intention was clearly to embarrass Xiao Yao in public. If she were embarrassed, it would reflect poorly on Prince Xuanping, which must have been the Fourth Prince's idea.
He Yu patted her back, silently signaling her not to worry. He then raised his head and smiled, "I thought it was someone important; turns out it's just Fourth Prince. I have seen you, Your Highness."
Though he said this, he showed no intention of bowing or paying respects. After all, the Fourth Prince had already established his own residence; he was just a prince without any title. In terms of status, He Yu was actually higher than him. However, since the Fourth Prince was a member of the royal family, He Yu chose to show him some respect.
Faced with He Yu's impolite behavior, Yang Yunzhe was furious but found himself powerless against He Yu. At that moment, he couldn't help but curse the Sun Family for their foolish actions that made him lose face in front of He Yu. Now it was clear that Prince Xuanping couldn't even be bothered to maintain appearances.
What happened next made Yang Yunqing even more resentful.
The two were at a standoff, neither willing to speak first when a gentle voice interrupted from the side, "What are you doing?"
Xiao Yao turned around to find it was Third Prince.
The Third Prince usually kept a low profile in the palace and rarely spoke; he was quite gentle in nature. Xiao Yao knew that He Yu and the Crown Prince were planning to win over the Third Prince since no matter how insignificant his maternal family might be, Yang Yunpei was still a legitimate Third Prince. Having one more ally was better than having another enemy.
Seeing Yang Yunpei, He Yu immediately abandoned his confrontation with Yang Yunzhe and approached Yang Yunpei respectfully, performing a deep bow. "He Yu pays respects to Third Prince." Xiao Yao followed behind He Yu and also bowed sincerely. Yang Yunpei was taken aback by this display and quickly stepped forward to assist him. "Your Highness need not be so formal; as a prince without any official duties, how can I accept such a bow?"
"How can you not accept it?" He Yu smiled. "You are a prince; of course you can."
The Third Prince smiled awkwardly; this must have been the first time in many years that he received such treatment. Xiao Yao could see that Yang Yunpei appeared somewhat flustered; clearly, he had never been treated with such formality before. Even a dignified prince could be so affected by the intense power struggles within the palace.
An unseen battlefield... Xiao Yao sighed inwardly; though there were no visible signs of conflict, one could sense the bloodshed beneath the surface...
Fortunately, Xiao Yao thought to herself, she was noticed by He Yu early on; otherwise, if she had really entered the palace, who knows what awaited her!
However, she soon froze. Even if she hadn't been noticed by He Yu, it seemed unlikely that she could enter the palace as a selection candidate. After all, her family was in business. Even though her Elder Brother had become an official, it would still take a long time for him to rise further! In just a few years, it was definitely impossible; candidates for selection seemed to be unable to be chosen after turning eighteen.
And in just two or three years, Xiao Mo Yi wouldn't be able to reach such a high position either.
But why did she feel relieved about not entering the palace as a selection candidate? Why did she have such a strange thought? Xiao Yao shook her head and could only attribute it to her feelings about the palace, without delving too deeply into the matter.
Over there, He Yu had already finished exchanging pleasantries with the Third Prince, and the two were walking shoulder to shoulder toward the altar, leaving Fourth Prince behind with a twisted expression of anger. When Xiao Yao turned back to look, she then noticed that beside Yang Yunzhe stood a woman—Sun Family's Legitimate Daughter, Sun Ruoxue.
Oh? Even after such a big scene, the Fourth Prince still hadn't called off the engagement?
How much could he endure? Or was it truly love? Xiao Yao couldn't figure it out and didn't want to think about it any longer; after all, that was someone else's business and had nothing to do with her.
Upon reaching the altar, after bidding farewell to the Third Prince, He Yu took his place while leading Xiao Yao to stand in front.
With no royal family present, it was natural for He Yu and a few other families of higher status to stand at the front. Approaching noon, although it was autumn, the sun was quite uncomfortable.
He Yu reached out to shield Xiao Yao from some sunlight and asked, "Do you feel it's too sunny?"
"It's fine," Xiao Yao shook her head. "It's autumn; even if the sun is shining, it's not hot. It's nice to get some sun."
Hearing this from Xiao Yao, He Yu felt somewhat relieved. However, since the ceremony hadn't started yet, he continued to help shield her from the sun. His considerate actions and position in front naturally drew attention.
The ladies brought by various families saw how caring Xuanping Wang was and couldn't help but envy Xiao Yao.
After all, this is a society where women rely on men. It is already good enough if the Head of the Family comes home and treats you kindly; how can one expect such thoughtful gestures? More so for the Primary Wife, who, as the matriarch, manages various affairs within the household and has to keep an eye on the women in the backyard. Some even have to consider giving birth to Boys to inherit the Family Business.
Each of them has more thoughts than the old gentlemen struggling in officialdom; who has time for tender feelings?
This is just Newlyweds; let's see how it goes in another two years.
Newlywed Bliss is always fresh and exciting.
Even though there is envy and jealousy, most people still wait with a mindset of watching the fun to see when this Xuanping Wang will grow tired of this Yellow-Haired Girl.
After all, having gotten used to delicacies, it is understandable to want something fresh like Light Porridge and Vegetables. However, their appetites have long been refined, and while coarse food may occasionally be enjoyable, too much of it would surely become unbearable.
While everyone was holding onto their mindset of watching the fun and harboring their own thoughts, they suddenly heard the solemn Bells ringing from the altar, seemingly carrying the weight of unspoken burdens from a hundred years.
The Crown Prince's Wedding begins with this ritual, unveiling the curtain.
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