The Farm Girl's Charismatic Fortune-Chapter 377 - 373 Sunlight Baptism

Early in the morning, Ruo Xuan bid farewell to her parents. Her elder brother, Ruo Xian, carried her onto the bridal sedan, which took a full circle around the Imperial City before stopping outside the palace gates.

Immediately following them, several other bridal sedans also tightly scheduled, stopped behind them.

Xuanyuan Que approached the sedan and gently knocked on the door.

He did not kick it; kicking the sedan door was a custom, but he did not follow this tradition. Instead, he knocked with his hand.

Ruo Xuan also gently knocked back in response.

Xuanyuan Que gently pushed open the sedan door.

Someone placed a red silk in Ruo Xuan’s hand. She grasped it tightly and felt the other end connected to Divine Lord Xuanyuan.

She instinctively looked up at him.

Even a big red veil couldn’t block the sight between the two. They gazed at each other for a moment.

Ruo Xuan smiled slightly.

Xuanyuan Que curled his lips.

This was the first and only time the public had the chance to see the Ninth Prince smile.

"Come down from the sedan," Xuanyuan Que said softly.

"Mmhmm," Ruo Xuan responded softly and bent down to come out of the sedan.

Xuanyuan Que, with one hand holding one end of the red silk and the other hand on top of the sedan door, guarded her from bumping her head.

Once Ruo Xuan stepped out of the sedan, the two walked side by side toward the grand hall.

Ruo Xuan did not walk quickly, mainly because her ceremonial outfit was cumbersome, and any slightly larger step could lead to stepping on her skirt.

Xuanyuan Que accompanied her, and their steps matched very harmoniously.

When she sped up, he sped up.

When she slowed down, he slowed down.

Couples followed them.

The Eighth Prince couldn’t move on his own, so court servants pushed him in a wooden wheelchair.

Ruo Xuan was somewhat nervous, counting her steps and stair levels. She had just counted to nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine steps when she stopped.

Then there was the bowing to heaven and earth, paying respects to the high hall, the couple bowing to each other, and finally, she was carried back to Xuanyang Palace in a soft sedan.

She was tired; the phoenix crown on her head was too heavy, as was the Rosy Clouds Robe on her body.

Xuanyuan Que walked beside her while Ruo Xuan sat in the soft sedan, both still holding onto the red silk.

They returned to Xuanyang Palace.

Ruo Xuan sat on the big red wedding bed.

She saw Divine Lord Xuanyuan approach her, their clothes brushing against each other.

The red veil was joyfully lifted by the matchmaker.

Ruo Xuan smiled at Xuanyuan Que once again.

Although the people in the palace had seen Ruo Xuan before, they were still stunned by her beauty at that moment!

"Xuanyuan brother, the phoenix crown is too heavy!" Ruo Xuan said soundlessly.

Her neck was so tired!

With his back to the people in the room, Xuanyuan Que returned her smile and soothed her, "Wait a moment, it will soon be taken off."

He sat down beside her.

The joyous matchmaker handed each of them a cup of wine, "Drink the wedding wine. You in me, and I in you, forever and always!"

The matchmaker also took a small lock of hair from each of them, male on the left, female on the right, and tied them into a knot.

"By tying your hair together, you become one as husband and wife, bound forever in unity!"

Xuanyuan Que silently recited in his heart, "Flowers and moon as mediators, the celestial dome as witness, vow and tie the knot, through life and beyond, never to part or abandon."

Ruo Xuan also silently recited, "Flowers and moon as mediators, the celestial dome as witness, vow and tie the knot, through life and beyond, never to part or abandon."

A flash of spiritual light passed through their locks of hair.

The ceremony was complete!

The skillful matchmaker twined their locks of hair together into a concentric knot and tucked it into a brocade pouch.

She intended to give the brocade pouch to Ruo Xuan.

Xuanyuan Que reached out his hand, "Give it to me."

The matchmaker smiled and handed the brocade pouch to Xuanyuan Que.

Xuanyuan Que immediately used a cleansing spell to remove the matchmaker’s touch completely, then tucked it into his chest.

With the ceremony concluded, Xuanyuan Que waved his hand to dismiss everyone from the room, clearing away all traces of their presence at the same time.

Once only the two of them were left in the room, he then helped Ruo Xuan remove the phoenix crown from her hair.

"My neck is going to break." Ruo Xuan twisted her head.

Xuanyuan Que placed his hand on the back of her neck and channeled a stream of spiritual power into her, "Don’t like it?"

Ruo Xuan immediately hugged the phoenix crown to her chest and stuffed it into her Qiankun Bag, "I love it!"

The gems on this phoenix crown were made from the Seven-Colored Divine Stone, and the pearls were spat out by Nine Dragons—how could she not love it!

It was just particularly heavy!

Her cultivation base was too low, and even exhausting her spiritual power, she still found it uncomfortable to bear.

However, with the spiritual power that Divine Lord Xuanyuan had transferred to her, she felt much more comfortable again.

Xuanyuan Que smiled.

Ruo Xuan reached out her hand to Xuanyuan Que, "Give me our wedding lock to keep safe."

Apart from loving beauty, Ruo Xuan also had a penchant for collecting.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t pick up and treasure the trash that the upper gods cleaned in the Ruoshui River.

Xuanyuan Que refused, "I’ll keep this one."

It was such an important item, and he worried that a certain carelessly negligent flower might lose it.

Plus, her Qiankun Bag was filled with all sorts of things, just like a trash bag; it wasn’t fitting to hold their wedding lock.

Ruo Xuan pursed her lips, stood up, and pulled out one strand of Xuanyuan Que’s hair and one of her own.

She bowed her head and seriously began to weave the two strands into a concentric knot.

Xuanyuan Que patiently sat beside her watching as she did it, until someone came to call him out because the banquet outside had started.

Xuanyuan Que cast a fairy technique on the concentric circle she was still weaving, "I’ll step out for a moment, I’ll be back quickly."

"Mm." Ruo Xuan didn’t mind him and focused intently on weaving the knot.

Both of their hairs were very long, and the strands were fine; it was not easy to weave.

Xuanyuan Que went out to propose a toast and then came right back, as nobody dared to persuade him to drink more.

When Xuanyuan Que returned, Ruo Xuan had just finished weaving.

Xuanyuan Que snatched it up and stored it safely.

Ruo Xuan stared at him, "That’s mine!"

Xuanyuan Que gave her the original one, "You didn’t want this one."

Ruo Xuan, "..." freewebnoveℓ.com

If she had known he would give it to her, she wouldn’t have bothered weaving it—it was too exhausting!

"Hungry? Want something to eat?"

"Yes." Ruo Xuan was indeed hungry, she had been up since midnight eating only a bowl of sweet dumplings, and had been hungry ever since.

Xuanyuan Que took her hand and they sat down at a table to eat.

The food prepared on the table all had auspicious meanings and were all sweet.

Ruo Xuan loved eating them.

Xuanyuan Que didn’t like them, but he still tried two bites of each.

Ruo Xuan ate to her satisfaction, and if Xuanyuan Que hadn’t been worried about her overeating, she could have finished it all!

Yet, she still ate too much.

Xuanyuan Que took her by the hand, "Let’s go for a walk, to digest."

The banquet was not set up in Xuanyang Palace, Xuanyuan Que disliked being served, and at this moment there was not a single person in the entire Xuanyang Palace.

The only eunuch was waiting outside, not letting anyone get closer by a half step.

Xuanyuan Que took Ruo Xuan for a walk around the yard for twenty laps, from the setting sun to the twilight enveloping them.

Ruo Xuan was tired, "No more walking! I’ve already digested everything, if we walk more I’ll get hungry again!"

Xuanyuan Que looked at her and helped tuck her wind-tossed hair behind her ears, "Tired?"

Ruo Xuan nodded, "Tired! Can’t walk anymore."

Xuanyuan Que scooped her into his arms, "Then we won’t walk anymore."

The morning sunlight gently spilled over the flowers, from petal to pistil.

By midday, the sunlight turned fierce, causing the flower branches to sway.

As the sun set in the west, dew came into play, glistening droplets sliding off the petals.

This was the Sunshine Baptism that Xuanyuan Que had bestowed upon her.

After the ceremony, the dew-soaked Little Xuanhua lay lazily, withered by the sun, and drifted off to a deep sleep.

Xuanyuan Que cast a fairy technique to clean them both thoroughly, then, holding her, he too drifted into sleep.

Beneath the caress of the sunlight, Ruo Xuan’s brows and eyes gradually relaxed and unfolded.