Chapter 82: Marriage
It was the first time Feng Jun had come to Hong Xi. He had ridden day and night, and as soon as he arrived at the city gate, he was greeted by a large group of the Imperial Guard and escorted into the palace. This scared the common people quite a bit, and it also scared him quite a bit.
With this kind of reception, an uninformed person would have thought they were chasing and arresting some wanted criminal…
Feng Jun was escorted all the way into the palace, and a servant led him to a luxurious and spacious room. He looked at the furnishings around him. They were similar to his imperial brother’s bedchamber. Could it be… this was Feng Changhuan’s bedchamber?
The door was pushed open.
Feng Changhuan smiled. “I have been waiting for you for a long time.”
For some reason, Feng Jun suddenly felt a little sour in his nose and actually wanted to cry.
He must have been possessed.
Feng Changhuan walked up to him with somewhat hurried steps and, with a rare gentleness, pulled him into his embrace.
He gently caressed the palm of his hand. The fair hand had been chafed and was bleeding from the long journey.
“Now you have delivered yourself into my embrace. A sheep entering a tiger’s den, you can’t blame me…”
Feng Jun only felt his feet leave the ground, the scene before his eyes swayed, and then his entire body was picked up by Feng Changhuan and thrown onto the soft bed.
“…Your Majesty!”
Is-is he so direct… doing that kind of thing as soon as we’re reunited?
Feng Jun swallowed.
Feng Changhuan pressed down on him and licked his lower lip. “I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I have even dreamed of you writhing under me.”
“In your dreams…” Feng Jun snorted coldly. Just as he was about to say something, his lips were blocked.
This kiss came when he was fully conscious. He blinked and, a little shyly, closed his eyes and cooperated.
We’re both men. There’s nothing to be ashamed of! Feng Jun wrapped his arms around Feng Changhuan’s neck and deepened the kiss.
Feng Changhuan’s tongue slipped into his mouth, teasing the sensitive teeth and soft flesh, deep to the throat. A sweet gasp escaped from his nose, and he rolled over with Feng Changhuan, pressing him down.
“This one wants to be on top.” Feng Jun’s index finger slid across Feng Changhuan’s chin, and he smiled like a rogue. “Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a pity for that devilish face of yours?”
Feng Changhuan blinked and said with great interest, “You want to challenge such a difficult position on your first time? What if I hurt you?”
Feng Jun bared his teeth. “Let’s see who gets to be smug! We’ll see who hurts who later!”
“Alright!” Feng Changhuan opened his hands and lay on the bed in a “大” shape, a look of who’s-afraid-of-who on his face.
“It’s my first time. Please be gentle.”
“Hmph!” Feng Jun, a little excited, took off his own clothes, his hands beginning to get restless.
He had always been pampered and had never left his home. Feng Changhuan looked at that fair and soft skin, swallowed slightly, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
He lowered his head and kissed Feng Changhuan’s forehead.
“This one will definitely make you enjoy yourself today!”
…
“Ah! Feng Changhuan, where are you putting your hands!”
“Feng Changhuan, what are you doing!”
“I want to be on top… ngh! Didn’t you say it was your… hah… first time! Bastard!”
“I… mmmph… on top… don’t…”
“Wuu…”
The eunuchs and servants waited outside the door, quietly listening as the angry roars turned into sweet and ambiguous moans, and finally, into breathless, choked sobs and pleas.
A moment of silence for him…
Later, the prince became the empress, and on the day of the enfeoffment ceremony, it was as if the entire Hong Xi had put on red clothes. It was the most luxurious and grand banquet in Hong Xi, with a general amnesty and a running feast that lasted for three days and three nights. The empress’s ceremonial robes were sewn stitch by stitch from the finest silk and gold thread, and were even inlaid with the most precious gold pearls and agates.
After the marriage, the King of Hong Xi’s inner palace was empty, with no one else but the empress. The old ministers of Hong Xi were very worried, but no one dared to provoke the king, and it was said that the empress was even more fierce. He often chased the king around and beat him. That was terrible!
And so, from then on, the emperor and the empress lived a happy life. The emperor often skipped morning court, and the empress often had a sore back. Every day and every night, the empress, with his red and swollen eyes, would point at the emperor and say with righteous indignation, “This one is going to top you today! You little demon, lie down for me!”
And then he would be pounced on by the emperor, hastily fucked, and slowly educated.
“Do you still dare to top me?”
“Mmph… I don’t dare anymore… spare me…”
It was truly a joyous sight, worthy of celebration.
A year passed in the blink of an eye. The spring was warm, and the flowers were blooming. It was another good spring season.
The capital was very lively. The National Preceptor, Qin, was getting married! He was a world-renowned beauty, and now he was getting married. Wouldn’t that shock the four seas? And his husband was the owner of an opera house in the capital, Chen Shu. His appearance was unknown, but it was said that he was very obedient to his other half and doted on him. The patrons who went to the opera house to watch plays all said that Boss Chen was honest and kind, and was a perfect match for the National Preceptor, Qin!
Wen Ning’an had first gone to Hong Xi with Feng Qi to participate in Feng Jun’s happy event, and then he had been busy with Wen Ningyuan and Nan Shengliu’s marriage. Now, it was Qin Zhaohuang and Yu Qianshou’s turn!
The Yu Residence was decorated with lanterns and colored silk. Red lanterns and ribbons were hung all over the residence, looking very festive. With the deafening sound of firecrackers, Yu Qianshou led Qin Zhaohuang into the main hall to bow to the heavens and earth. The two of them were wearing matching bright red wedding robes.
Yu Qianshou was now missing an arm. That was the price he had paid for leaving his sect, but Qin Zhaohuang didn’t mind at all, just smiling and affectionately holding his other hand.
“First bow to heaven and earth—”
The two of them bowed to the heavens. Yu Qianshou’s face was covered by a veil, but his exposed eyes were full of smiles and gentleness. Thank the heavens for bringing Qin Zhaohuang to his side, never to leave, and thank the heavens for never severing their fate.
From the time in that small backyard of the Qin Residence, when Qin Zhaohuang had softly called him “Ah Shu,” they were destined to be together.
Qin Zhaohuang, Qin Zhaohuang, such a beautiful person, and he could have him all to himself.
“Second bow to the parents—”
Yu Qianshou’s parents had died early, and he had also left his sect, so the two of them bowed to the ancestral tablets.
“Husbands bow to each other—”
The two looked at each other and smiled.
From now on, the two of them would be together, never to be separated for all eternity.
Both of them were grooms, so there was no such thing as being sent to the bridal chamber. They were both in the front hall, toasting and entertaining the guests, having a very happy time.
The banquet began, and Wen Ning’an and Feng Qi sat in the seats of honor, the most honored guests of the newlyweds. Wen Ning’an served a piece of tofu to Long’er in his arms and couldn’t help but turn to Feng Qi and smile. “There have been so many happy events this year.”
“That’s right.” Seeing that Wen Ning’an was busy serving food to Long’er and couldn’t take care of himself, Feng Qi kept serving him food, piling up a small mountain in his bowl.
“Daddy,” Long’er tugged at his sleeve and said indistinctly, “Juzi…”
[Translator’s Notes: Juzi : This is a cute, baby-talk way of saying “júzi”, the word for orange.]
Feng Qi immediately took an orange from the table and carefully peeled it for him.
“Is it sweet?” He put a small slice into Long’er’s mouth.
Long’er smacked his lips. “Sweet!” In the end, he even rubbed his chubby cheek and mouth against Feng Qi’s hand.
Seeing his happy face, so cute that his liver and gallbladder were about to split, Wen Ning’an couldn’t help but remind him, “That’s Long’er using your hand to wipe his mouth. Look, the juice has gotten on your sleeve.”
Feng Qi: “…”
“Little rascal.” He pinched Long’er’s fair and tender cheek.
Li Huaisheng came to the main table and saw Wen Ning’an holding Long’er, while Feng Qi peeled an orange for him. The two of them were talking and laughing intimately, and he couldn’t help but smile.
“Your Highness, I’m full. Let me hold him!” Bai Bi was already nine this year, and had grown much taller and more sensible. He sat at the side, quiet and well-behaved, very likable.
After taking Long’er, Long’er immediately planted a “smack” on his face, leaving a sticky trail of saliva.
“Bi… bi… er.”
Bai Bi wiped his cheek and then smiled. “Little rogue, call me older brother.”
“Bi~ bi~ bi er… ge.”
Wen Ning’an let them be and began to eat himself.
After Qin Zhaohuang and Yu Qianshou had toasted each table, they were sent to the bridal chamber amidst the crowd’s teasing and cheers. The boos and shouts were deafening, and Long’er also excitedly clapped his hands in Bai Bi’s arms, shouting “ah, ah.”
The banquet was about to end. Wen Ning’an was holding Long’er and was about to go back to the palace with Feng Qi when he saw Li Huaisheng chatting with someone at the side. He said with joy, “Huaitian, you go back first. I’ll catch up with Brother Li.”
Seeing him go towards Li Huaisheng with Long’er, Feng Qi raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth twitching as he took Bai Bi and went outside first.
“Brother Li! Long time no see.”
In a corner of the main hall, Li Huaisheng turned his head and saw Wen Ning’an walking towards him with Long’er.
He smiled gently. “A year, it has been a long time.”
Wen Ning’an said to Long’er, “Call him Uncle Li.”
“Uncle Li!”
Li Huaisheng handed a exquisite dagger to him. “This is a good knife I got by chance at the frontier—My Love. It is said to have a spirit. I’ll give it to Long’er. This gift may be too early for him, but I’ll leave it for now. Anyway, it’s not yet sharpened, so it won’t hurt him.”
Wen Ning’an lowered his head. “This gift is too precious.”
“It’s not.”
Li Huaisheng looked at him quietly for a long while before saying slowly, “You are living very well.”
Wen Ning’an’s face was now rosy, and his eyes were even filled with satisfaction and a smile.
“Yes, I am living very well.”
“Can I hold the child?”
Li Huaisheng took Long’er and held him tightly in his arms, holding him for a long, long time.
“It’s good that you’re living well…” He gently planted a kiss on Long’er’s forehead, affectionate and gentle.
He returned him to Wen Ning’an and smiled. “In the future, will you come back?”
“I will,” Wen Ning’an said decisively. “I can’t be cooped up in the palace. Fengzhou is also my home. I will go back to see it whether there is a war or not.”
“Alright. I will wait for you. The Left Army is also waiting for you.”
Wen Ning’an patted his shoulder. “Shall we spar and have a drinking competition then?”
“We must.”
The guests gradually dispersed. Li Huaisheng accompanied him out of the main hall and, after seeing him get on the carriage and leave, he turned and left.
