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Chapter 825: Xi Jin’s Wedding Ceremony

Some things weren’t worth doing personally. Killing someone through another’s hands was the best weapon one could use!

“Here comes His Majesty!” the eunuch shouted in a high voice.

The crowd stood up, followed by the Empress Dowager. The Emperor and the Empress came out. They sat at their respective seats. The guests all bowed towards the Emperor. They finally sat down when they obtained the Emperor’s approval.

“The auspicious hour has arrived!” the master of ceremony shouted as the firecrackers went off at the palace gates.

The crowd looked towards the direction of the gates and saw Xi Jin, who was wearing a red groom dress, holding the hand of Luo Shiyun, who was also wearing a red wedding dress, as the two of them walked in.

The bridegroom was warm as jade while the bride was cute and lovely. The way they walked in slowly made them looked extremely suitable for each other as if they were heaven’s creation.

Shen Yunya raised her head and stared closely at the two of them, who were walking in slowly. The guests around her were saying how well they matched and how they were just like sweethearts from a fairy tale. All these words brought her back to that special day a month ago.

At that time, she thought that she was the most blissful person in the world.

When Xi Jin walked past Shen Yunya’s table while holding Luo Shiyun’s hand, he looked as if he couldn’t help but raise his head and give her an affectionate and nostalgic look. He then slowly looked away and walked steadily towards the Emperor and the Empress with Luo Shiyun’s hand in his.

“Brother Jin.” When Shen Yunya saw Xi Jin’s affectionate glance, she felt her heart quiver. Brother Jin still looked at her this way at such a moment. He must have chosen Luo Shiyun just to agitate her.

Shen Yunya gritted her teeth and clenched her fists while trying her best to get through their wedding ceremony. Actually, the wedding ceremony would only be held if he was getting a wife. Why did a concubine have such a ceremony?

“First bow to heaven and earth.”

“Second bow to the parents.”

At this point, Shen Yunya couldn’t help but look towards Feng Tianlan. She hoped that she would be jealous once again and stop this hilarious wedding. However, after staring at her for a long time, she didn’t see Feng Tianlan make any moves. She could only call her a b*tch silently in her heart.

“Husband and wife, bow towards each other.”

“Bring them to the bridal chamber.”

Shen Yunya’s eyes turned red with hatred when she watched them walk towards the residential palace, hand in hand. That room and that position belonged to her. What rights did that b*tch Luo Shiyun have to make love with Brother Jin!

While listening to the emperor giving a courteous speech, Feng Tianlan asked Xi Lin in a soft voice, “Sister Lin, I can understand the wedding banquet held for the second consort. However, this ceremony...” It didn’t really make sense.

“That was the Luo Family. The glory of her becoming a second consort is equivalent to the high-ranking concubine of the commoners. This means that she would have the greatest power among all the women in the East Palace aside from the Crown Princess Concubine.”

Xi Lin looked towards Shen Yunya, who was gritting her teeth and was eager to stretch out her head to take a peek. She then sneered, “Besides, having such a ceremony will agitate Shen Yunya. I think that she wouldn’t have much chance of becoming the Crown Princess Consort anymore. If she planned to take that position, she would have to yield to Luo Shiyun. There would probably be a big scene if that were to happen.”

Feng Tianlan frowned. “But if that’s the case, Brother Jin...”

“Tianlan.” Xi Lin raised her head and gave Feng Tianlan a serious look. “It’s not only in the palace, this is how the whole world works. It is normal even for commoners to have many wives. The imperial harem is much worse.”

It was a dream for two people to only be together with each other. Even if she was a princess, she didn’t even dare to have such a thought. Although as a woman she might be reluctant to accept it, but she had no choice but to do so.

This was the helplessness and sorrow of a woman.