Chapter - 41
By Tea Time Translations
Late at night, Pei You'an finally escaped from various commitments and set foot inside the gates of the Marquis of Wei's residence.
At this hour, the Duke's residence was still brightly lit, and no one had gone to bed. The entire family and household were waiting for his return.
After more than a year of separation, Pei Quan and Lady Meng, along with their son Pei Xiuluo, welcomed him with warm smiles and courteous gestures. Pei Xiuluo paid his respects as his younger brother, showing deep respect and admiration.
Lady Xin was also there, with a forced smile when she showed her face, but her pallor revealed a hint of jealousy.
Pei You'an paid his respects to his younger brother, and after the ceremony, Lady Xin said, "The whole family has been looking forward to your return. Your younger brother has been unwell recently. He took some medicine in the evening and seems to have fallen asleep. I can have someone wake him up if you'd like..."
Pei You'an replied, "It's better for him to rest if he's unwell. There's no need to disturb him." He then turned to Yu Zhu and asked, "Has Grandmother gone to bed?"
Yu Zhu approached and smiled as she greeted Pei You'an, "Madam has not gone to sleep yet."
"It's already late, and I've kept Mother, Uncle, Aunt, and others waiting until now. It's all my fault. Please go to bed early and rest," Pei You'an said to the family.
Pei Quan and his wife understood that he wanted to see his grandmother and nodded with smiles.
As he left, Lady Xin watched his departing figure, and her smile gradually froze.
"Mistress, you're blessed. Right now, You'an is a prominent figure in front of the Emperor. Bestowing the title of Marquis to Xiuzhi is just a matter of words. In the future, Sister-in-law, you can look forward to enjoying a life of comfort!" Lady Meng said with a playful tone, looking at Lady Xin.
Lady Xin could sense her sister-in-law's true feelings hidden beneath her smiling face.
She was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, likely aware of something, mocking her, despising her, and taking pleasure in her misfortune. But this cunning woman's surface act was impeccable.
Thinking about the humiliation her son was currently enduring, Lady Xin shivered and wished she could leap at this woman and tear off her façade of hypocritical kindness. But there was nothing she could do.
Her fingernails dug deep into her palms, her gaze mechanically shifting around. She managed a forced smile and said, "Yes, it's wonderful..."
...
Pei Youan knelt before Old Lady Pei and kowtowed to her.
The last time they had met was during Old Lady Pei's birthday celebration, and in the blink of an eye, time had passed, and their destinies had changed dramatically. The people in this mansion had experienced ups and downs, much like the ebb and flow of the tides. Life was like a play, and it probably couldn't be any other way.
Seeing her eldest grandson once again kneeling before her, this old lady was undoubtedly filled with joy and excitement. However, her emotions quickly steadied, and her gaze passed over the magnificent attire he was still wearing.
Pei You'an looked up and said, "Grandmother, what I asked for has involved many complications, and I know it has surely caused you some difficulties. Nevertheless, you have still fulfilled my heartfelt wish. I am deeply grateful, even though I feel guilty."
Over the past year, although Pei You'an had been thousands of miles away from Quanzhou, he had remained true to the promise he had made to Jiafu. His people were secretly left in the Zhen family. The governor of Fujian came to Zhen's house with the imperial edict, and then took Jia Fu to Beijing. While the group was still on the way, the news was handed to Mrs. Pei.
In that situation, Pei You'an had left a letter to his grandmother. In the letter, he expressed his desire to marry the Zhen family's daughter but explained that he had no control over his own destiny as he was wandering far from home. If his grandmother received the letter, it meant that he couldn't protect her as he wished, so he earnestly asked for her assistance.
Old Lady Pei gazed at Pei You'an without speaking at first. After a long pause, she slowly said, "You'an, you've indeed put your grandmother in a difficult position. The Zhen family had previously considered a marriage arrangement with your younger brother, and now it's you who wishes to marry. While it might be somewhat inconvenient, it's not an insurmountable problem. What's truly challenging is that this situation involves the Crown Prince. You're competing for someone with the Crown Prince, which is no trivial matter. Initially, I was hesitant to accept your request..."
Her voice trailed off, and she seemed lost in thought for a moment, her gaze turning melancholy, as if reminiscing about some past events.
"Throughout my long life, I've seen and experienced a lot. What may seem like good fortune may not be, and what appears to be misfortune may not necessarily be so. You were a thoughtful child from a young age, not someone who didn't understand the gravity of your actions. From childhood to adulthood, this is the first time you've asked me to do something for you, and it's for your marriage. If you opened up to me like this, how could I refuse to support you?"
She sighed, a mix of helplessness and acceptance in her expression.
Tears glistened in Pei You'an's eyes as he bowed his head, saying, "Grandmother, I've been selfish, but thanks to your love, my wishes have been fulfilled."
A faint smile graced Old Lady Pei's lips as she placed her hand on her grandson's head, lovingly stroking it for a moment before instructing him to rise.
Pei You'an got up and helped her move to the inner chamber. He sat beside her bed and, as he had done countless times before, knelt down to remove her shoes.
Old Lady Pei looked on and, seemingly in passing, asked, "You'an, I recall that during my last birthday celebration, you and your cousin seemed somewhat distant. Why is it that now you can only marry her?"
Pei You'an's hand paused slightly as he removed the shoes. After placing them gently on the floor, he assisted his grandmother in lying down and replied, "Grandmother, there's something you may not be aware of. Ever since that time, I've been captivated by my cousin. However, back then, many obstacles stood in the way. How could I have let you know?"
Old Lady Pei gazed at him, her expression indecipherable, and shook her head. "Enough, you're fine just the way you are. But from childhood to adulthood, you've kept everything inside..."
She stopped mid-sentence, looked at her grandson, and her gaze grew increasingly affectionate.
"Ah Fu, that child, is someone Grandmother already likes. This time, the Emperor initially appointed her as the Crown Prince's side consort, but she was unwilling. If you marry her and live a harmonious life, then your grandmother can rest easy about you."
Pei You'an smiled in agreement, tucked the old lady into her bed, and then left quietly.
...
With the ascension of the new Emperor, many of the former generals from the Wu Ding era were honored and rewarded.
Pei You'an was elevated in rank, now serving as the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, holding the title of a Senior Exemplary State Pillar of the Country with a Medal of Honor. He was also appointed as the Grand Scholar of the Eastern Library, attending to the Emperor day and night, an enviable position that left others green with envy. Not only had he received the privilege of marrying the woman he loved, but he was also granted the rare opportunity to have a joint wedding with the Crown Prince on the same day.
The Emperor's decision to have both weddings on the same day caused some controversy. The Ministry of Rites raised concerns about the appropriateness of this arrangement and submitted a petition, and Pei Quan also expressed his gratitude while humbly requesting a separate date for his nephew's wedding to avoid any impropriety.
The Emperor explained that he and Duke Wei were childhood friends, brothers-in-arms from a young age, and had fought side by side. Duke Wei had led the troops to rescue him in a life-threatening situation during the Wu Ding battle. Given their deep bond, the Emperor decided to grant both weddings on the same day as a testament to his regard for his old friend, honoring Pei You'an's military achievements, and expressing his hope that the Crown Prince and Pei You'an would carry on the legacy of friendship between him and the late General Wei. The imperial edict was thus carried out.
The ministers and officials, upon learning of the Emperor's heartfelt intentions, were deeply moved. They offered their congratulations and praised the Emperor's wisdom and benevolence in acknowledging the bonds of friendship and honoring military contributions.
On this day, the old Madame of the Wei family, accompanied by Madame Xin and Madame Meng, knelt to receive the imperial decree, which had been delivered by officials from the Office of Seals and presented to them. Due to the merits of her grandson, the old Madame of the Wei family was bestowed the title of "Venerable Lady of Virtuous Virtues, Worthy and Longevity," and was granted the formal attire of a noble lady, while Madame Xin was granted the title of "First-Rank Noble Lady," and Madame Meng was named a "Fourth-Rank Respectable Lady." Additionally, Pei Quan, who had endured years of hard work in the six ministries, received the highest commendation for his unwavering diligence and conscientious service. He was quickly promoted to the rank of a Senior Clerk in the Ministry of Works, elevating him to the fourth-rank and securing a coveted position.
The Wei family was basking in glory, like a wildfire in a dry field, with colorful flowers in full bloom. In the blink of an eye, they not only regained the prosperity and opulence of the Tianxi era but surpassed it. People couldn't help but marvel at how a family's fortune could change so dramatically, and who in the capital city wouldn't be envious? The rise and fall of a family were, after all, determined by the success of its descendants.
With the Wei family enjoying endless splendor, the reputation of the Zhen family also flourished. The Emperor's decree granted the matriarch of the Zhen family, Madam Zhen Hu, the title of a "Seventh-Rank Virtuous Lady," along with ceremonial clothing and an abundance of gifts, which were promptly delivered to Quanzhou by express courier. Relatives and friends flocked to their home in waves. Even remote acquaintances and distant relations sought them out to offer their congratulations, turning strangers into friends. The house was filled with gifts and tributes, leaving no room to spare.
As it was a royal marriage, the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Clan Court were involved, and this lessened the burden on Madame Meng. Her greatest concern was preparing the dowry for her daughter. Although time was tight, she was fortunate that many items for the dowry had been prepared in advance for a previous wedding, which now resided in the capital. These items had been transported to the capital in time, and with a final round of preparations, everything was set to ensure that Jiafu's bridal chamber was beautifully furnished.
As the wedding day rapidly approached, on the eve of the grand celebration, the Zhen family was tasked with the responsibility of preparing and laying the bridal bed. On this particular day, Madame Meng arrived at the Zhen family's residence, accompanied by her daughter Rongfang, and the old Madame of the Wei family had also sent Yuzhu to assist. Together, they busied themselves with the wedding preparations, full of joy and bustling with activity. The newly furnished bridal chamber in the Wei residence was completed smoothly. On the following night, the day of the grand wedding, the mother and daughter would share the same bed. Madame Meng would accompany her daughter, whispering sweet and intimate advice, imparting secrets of married life they had never discussed before, helping her daughter cross the threshold of marriage on the last night they would spend together before Jiafu left for her new life as a bride.
It was already the middle of the night, and Madame Meng still couldn't sleep. She recollected all the twists and turns in her daughter's wedding preparations, and it had indeed been a challenging journey. However, in the end, everything had gone smoothly, and her daughter was marrying the man she loved. Her heart was filled with joy and yet weighed down by the sorrow of parting. Suddenly, she felt her daughter's arm wrapping around her waist, and her daughter's head rested on her chest. It was only then that Madame Meng realized her daughter was still awake. She remembered that her daughter had seemed distracted earlier that night when they talked, and she had been uncharacteristically silent as the wedding day drew near. She couldn't help but feel a sense of understanding.
Madame Meng hugged her daughter closer and whispered softly, "Afu, Mother knows what's on your mind. I have considered how we could find a way to conceal this on your wedding night, but I've realized that if we were too discreet, your cousin would be disappointed. He knows about the incident where you were taken away. If we make a big fuss over it, it might upset him. The fact that he's willing to come to our home to propose shows that he isn't holding that against you."
Jiafu had been unable to fall asleep. In the dimly lit room, she heard her mother's comforting words and felt even more heartache.
The memories of what happened during her abduction were bizarre and deeply shameful. She couldn't even bring herself to speak about it to her beloved mother. These days, as she watched her mother tirelessly prepare for her wedding, she couldn't help but remember the day when her cousin, Pei You'an, came to propose. During their private conversation, he had looked at her with distant eyes and ended their conversation in a cold and indifferent manner.
He had said, "If, by some miracle, I return, I will fulfill my promise and marry you."
Now he was indeed going to marry her. The apathy and dismissiveness in his tone during that moment replayed in her mind, causing Jiafu to feel hurt every time she thought about it. She also couldn't help but feel ashamed.
"I understand, Mother. Don't worry," Jiafu said in a seemingly relaxed tone, her face buried in her mother's embrace.
Madame Meng gently caressed Jiafu's shoulder, and a thought occurred to her. She signaled Jiafu to lie down and then lit a lamp near the bedside. She fetched a key, unlocked a chest, and then another smaller compartment, carefully opening a small box. From it, she took out a jade pendant and handed it to Jiafu. She said, "I haven't told you this before, but when your elder cousin came to our home to propose to you, he left this jade pendant as a token. He said it was a keepsake from your grandfather, the late Duke. You're getting married tomorrow, so keep this token and take it with you."
Jiafu was surprised and sat up, accepting the pendant with care. In the lamplight, she saw the intricate carving on the jade surface, depicting entwined branches and a delicate orchid flower in the center. It appeared to be a woman's accessory, and the jade was smooth and polished, as if it had been frequently touched and cherished. When she held it in her palm, it felt warm and comforting, much like the softness of a woman's skin.
"...Can you imagine, if your cousin, who cherished it dearly as your grandfather's keepsake, brought it with him and left it as a token for our family, it shows his genuine feelings for you."
Perhaps it was her mother's words that gave Jiafu some confidence. Or maybe it was the comforting feel of the pendant in her hand. Jiafu lowered her head, gently touching the jade surface with her fingertips. Her mood, which had been quite low, seemed to improve significantly.
Madame Meng instructed her daughter to lie back down, and she did the same.
"...My daughter is so beautiful. What man wouldn't adore you? Once you're married and well taken care of by your elder cousin, any troubles will slowly fade away."
"Afu, trust me, your elder cousin will cherish you."
With the pendant in her hand, Jiafu listened to her mother's soothing words and, with her eyes closed, slowly drifted off to sleep.
....
The following day was the grand wedding day. Throughout the day, the bustling festivities and joy in the front hall of the Zhen family had no connection to Jiafu, the bride. In the back hall, she was attended to by a dozen maidservants, who bathed her, did her hair, helped her into her red wedding attire, adorned her with jewelry and a pearl crown, and finally wrapped her head with a bridal veil. As the evening approached, the auspicious time for the wedding neared. Under the guidance of the Ministry of Rites officials and following the elaborate rituals, she was then placed into a grand sedan chair.
Surrounded by countless curious onlookers and amidst the sounds of music and celebration, she was carried away from the Zhen family's home, heading towards the Duke of Wei's residence.
Simultaneously, the wedding in the Eastern Palace proceeded smoothly. After the ceremonies were completed, the night grew dark. Alone, Xiaolie stood on the steps of Chengguang Palace, gazing into the dark night sky to the north. His figure cast a long, shadow on the ground, illuminated by the moonlight.
Tonight, his godfather had gone to the Duke of Wei's mansion for the wedding banquet. Cui Yinzui stood at a distance, watching the still figure in front of the palace, not daring to make a sound.
At the same time, the Anding Gate in the northern part of the imperial city let out a muffled creak as it opened. A person was mounted on a horse, surrounded by attendants, and they rode through the gate, heading north. Soon, the figure disappeared into the thick darkness of the night.
Earlier in the day, a felicitation ceremony had been held at the royal temple in Ci'en Monastery to celebrate the Crown Prince's wedding. Now, as the night fell, the monks were awakened from their deep slumber. One of them saw a mysterious man, entirely concealed in a black cloak, and watched as he entered the small temple where the former Crown Prince Zhi lived in seclusion during his later years.
As the temple door closed, the man's figure disappeared behind it, and he remained motionless for a long time. In the royal city on this night of celebration, where the sounds of bells and music filled the air, there was only the faint rustling of grass against the walls in the temple courtyard, accompanied by the soft whisper of the night wind.
Deeper into the night, beneath the shadows of old trees, his figure finally stirred. Step by step, he walked to the quiet room, extended his hand, and slowly pushed the door open.
For this past year, there had been no visitors in the Pei residence.
Accompanied by a faint creaking sound, a subtle fragrance of dust filled the air, entering his nostrils and permeating his lungs.
"A'Jing," he whispered softly, "I've returned."
"The only thing I could do for you... was just this. Do you hate me?"
In the darkness, he stood still, murmuring, and felt a slight warmth in his eyes. He closed them, taking a deep breath.
She was gone, and so was her fragrant scent.
In the air, there was no trace left of the enchanting orchid fragrance that once haunted his dreams.
....
Duke Wei's Mansion
Pei You'an got married and the bridal chamber was set up in a courtyard connected to the north side of the residence where Lady Pei lived. There were three main rooms, two side chambers, besides the bedroom, there were living rooms, a study, and they were all oriented north to south, with a square layout. Lady Pei had arranged it, and now it was all set up.
Tonight, Jiafu had been covering her head like a puppet, led down from the bridal sedan, performed the rituals, and had finally finished. At this moment, her hand was handed another piece of red silk, and she knew the other end was held by Pei You'an. Unable to control her heart's racing, feeling dizzy, she obediently sat at the edge of the bed, bowing her head and waiting for Pei You'an to lift her veil.
The room was filled with the laughter of women, family members from the Pei clan, two noble ladies, and five or six marchionesses and countesses. They were either familiar acquaintances from previous frequent interactions or they had some connections. Maybe it was because the crown on her head and the ceremonial attire she was wearing were too heavy, weighing down on her, or perhaps it was due to nervousness and anxiety. When she heard the matron reciting auspicious words, the women started teasing, urging Pei You'an to unveil the bride. They couldn't wait to see the new bride, and Jiafu's entire body felt tense and sore, as if she were about to pass out. The veil, however, had yet to be lifted.
As her head swam and she felt short of breath, Jiafu suddenly felt a gentle breeze brush her face. The room brightened, her breathing stopped, and she subconsciously raised her head, her gaze locking onto the eyes of the man who was looking down at her.
Tonight, there was only one man in this room.
It was Pei You'an, dressed in a crimson robe, a jade belt cinched around his waist. Jiafu hadn't seen him for over a year, and her impression of him was repeatedly painted as an elegant and handsome figure. She had never imagined that he would look like this tonight. The ancient auspicious colors, the dignified ceremonial attire, all enhanced his extraordinary handsomeness. Jiafu opened her eyes wide, gazing up at this handsome man who momentarily left her in awe, until she heard the exclamations of the women around her. She finally came to her senses, her face turning slightly red. In a hurry, she lowered her head and dared not look at him anymore.
Luckily, Jiafu had applied heavy rouge to her cheeks, but her fair earlobes and the sliver of her neck peeking from beneath her dress were already tinged with a faint blush. It perfectly complemented her shyness as a new bride and drew a cascade of praise from the women gathered around.
The bride indeed lived up to all the compliments.
Pei You'an's gaze subtly shifted, stealing a glance at her demure expression. He followed the matron's instructions, put on a smile, and sat next to her. They unveiled the gauze, ate rice balls, and drank the wedding wine.
Jiafu was careful, ensuring she didn't make any mistakes in front of the cheering crowd and numerous curious eyes. Every move was made exactly as she had been taught beforehand.
With the wedding wine consumed, the night's festivities were nearly complete, with only the final step remaining – their bridal chamber. This, of course, was a private affair for the newlyweds.
However, it was still early. Many guests were waiting outside. After Pei You'an finished the wedding wine, he looked at Jiafu, who was still holding her head down. He put down his cup, rose from the bed, and turned to the women who were ready to tease the new couple.
He said, "She's tired today. Dear aunts and mothers, for my sake, how about all of you leave the room? If anyone hasn't had enough fun, I can serve more drinks to you. What do you say?"
The Marchioness of Anyuan chuckled and replied, "Alright, alright. We haven't made enough fuss yet, and You'an is already taking care of his new bride. He's the groom today, so we shouldn't embarrass him. We old mischief-makers should know when to be discreet. That way, when we come to visit next time, they won't refuse to let us in!"
Amid the giggles and laughter, the women eventually exited the bridal chamber.
Pei You'an turned to Jiafu and whispered, "You can rest now; there's no need to wait for me. I still have some guests to entertain." With that, he also left the room.
Chapter - 41
By Tea Time Translations
Late at night, Pei You'an finally escaped from various commitments and set foot inside the gates of the Marquis of Wei's residence.
At this hour, the Duke's residence was still brightly lit, and no one had gone to bed. The entire family and household were waiting for his return.
After more than a year of separation, Pei Quan and Lady Meng, along with their son Pei Xiuluo, welcomed him with warm smiles and courteous gestures. Pei Xiuluo paid his respects as his younger brother, showing deep respect and admiration.
Lady Xin was also there, with a forced smile when she showed her face, but her pallor revealed a hint of jealousy.
Pei You'an paid his respects to his younger brother, and after the ceremony, Lady Xin said, "The whole family has been looking forward to your return. Your younger brother has been unwell recently. He took some medicine in the evening and seems to have fallen asleep. I can have someone wake him up if you'd like..."
Pei You'an replied, "It's better for him to rest if he's unwell. There's no need to disturb him." He then turned to Yu Zhu and asked, "Has Grandmother gone to bed?"
Yu Zhu approached and smiled as she greeted Pei You'an, "Madam has not gone to sleep yet."
"It's already late, and I've kept Mother, Uncle, Aunt, and others waiting until now. It's all my fault. Please go to bed early and rest," Pei You'an said to the family.
Pei Quan and his wife understood that he wanted to see his grandmother and nodded with smiles.
As he left, Lady Xin watched his departing figure, and her smile gradually froze.
"Mistress, you're blessed. Right now, You'an is a prominent figure in front of the Emperor. Bestowing the title of Marquis to Xiuzhi is just a matter of words. In the future, Sister-in-law, you can look forward to enjoying a life of comfort!" Lady Meng said with a playful tone, looking at Lady Xin.
Lady Xin could sense her sister-in-law's true feelings hidden beneath her smiling face.
She was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, likely aware of something, mocking her, despising her, and taking pleasure in her misfortune. But this cunning woman's surface act was impeccable.
Thinking about the humiliation her son was currently enduring, Lady Xin shivered and wished she could leap at this woman and tear off her façade of hypocritical kindness. But there was nothing she could do.
Her fingernails dug deep into her palms, her gaze mechanically shifting around. She managed a forced smile and said, "Yes, it's wonderful..."
...
Pei Youan knelt before Old Lady Pei and kowtowed to her.
The last time they had met was during Old Lady Pei's birthday celebration, and in the blink of an eye, time had passed, and their destinies had changed dramatically. The people in this mansion had experienced ups and downs, much like the ebb and flow of the tides. Life was like a play, and it probably couldn't be any other way.
Seeing her eldest grandson once again kneeling before her, this old lady was undoubtedly filled with joy and excitement. However, her emotions quickly steadied, and her gaze passed over the magnificent attire he was still wearing.
Pei You'an looked up and said, "Grandmother, what I asked for has involved many complications, and I know it has surely caused you some difficulties. Nevertheless, you have still fulfilled my heartfelt wish. I am deeply grateful, even though I feel guilty."
Over the past year, although Pei You'an had been thousands of miles away from Quanzhou, he had remained true to the promise he had made to Jiafu. His people were secretly left in the Zhen family. The governor of Fujian came to Zhen's house with the imperial edict, and then took Jia Fu to Beijing. While the group was still on the way, the news was handed to Mrs. Pei.
In that situation, Pei You'an had left a letter to his grandmother. In the letter, he expressed his desire to marry the Zhen family's daughter but explained that he had no control over his own destiny as he was wandering far from home. If his grandmother received the letter, it meant that he couldn't protect her as he wished, so he earnestly asked for her assistance.
Old Lady Pei gazed at Pei You'an without speaking at first. After a long pause, she slowly said, "You'an, you've indeed put your grandmother in a difficult position. The Zhen family had previously considered a marriage arrangement with your younger brother, and now it's you who wishes to marry. While it might be somewhat inconvenient, it's not an insurmountable problem. What's truly challenging is that this situation involves the Crown Prince. You're competing for someone with the Crown Prince, which is no trivial matter. Initially, I was hesitant to accept your request..."
Her voice trailed off, and she seemed lost in thought for a moment, her gaze turning melancholy, as if reminiscing about some past events.
"Throughout my long life, I've seen and experienced a lot. What may seem like good fortune may not be, and what appears to be misfortune may not necessarily be so. You were a thoughtful child from a young age, not someone who didn't understand the gravity of your actions. From childhood to adulthood, this is the first time you've asked me to do something for you, and it's for your marriage. If you opened up to me like this, how could I refuse to support you?"
She sighed, a mix of helplessness and acceptance in her expression.
Tears glistened in Pei You'an's eyes as he bowed his head, saying, "Grandmother, I've been selfish, but thanks to your love, my wishes have been fulfilled."
A faint smile graced Old Lady Pei's lips as she placed her hand on her grandson's head, lovingly stroking it for a moment before instructing him to rise.
Pei You'an got up and helped her move to the inner chamber. He sat beside her bed and, as he had done countless times before, knelt down to remove her shoes.
Old Lady Pei looked on and, seemingly in passing, asked, "You'an, I recall that during my last birthday celebration, you and your cousin seemed somewhat distant. Why is it that now you can only marry her?"
Pei You'an's hand paused slightly as he removed the shoes. After placing them gently on the floor, he assisted his grandmother in lying down and replied, "Grandmother, there's something you may not be aware of. Ever since that time, I've been captivated by my cousin. However, back then, many obstacles stood in the way. How could I have let you know?"
Old Lady Pei gazed at him, her expression indecipherable, and shook her head. "Enough, you're fine just the way you are. But from childhood to adulthood, you've kept everything inside..."
She stopped mid-sentence, looked at her grandson, and her gaze grew increasingly affectionate.
"Ah Fu, that child, is someone Grandmother already likes. This time, the Emperor initially appointed her as the Crown Prince's side consort, but she was unwilling. If you marry her and live a harmonious life, then your grandmother can rest easy about you."
Pei You'an smiled in agreement, tucked the old lady into her bed, and then left quietly.
...
With the ascension of the new Emperor, many of the former generals from the Wu Ding era were honored and rewarded.
Pei You'an was elevated in rank, now serving as the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, holding the title of a Senior Exemplary State Pillar of the Country with a Medal of Honor. He was also appointed as the Grand Scholar of the Eastern Library, attending to the Emperor day and night, an enviable position that left others green with envy. Not only had he received the privilege of marrying the woman he loved, but he was also granted the rare opportunity to have a joint wedding with the Crown Prince on the same day.
The Emperor's decision to have both weddings on the same day caused some controversy. The Ministry of Rites raised concerns about the appropriateness of this arrangement and submitted a petition, and Pei Quan also expressed his gratitude while humbly requesting a separate date for his nephew's wedding to avoid any impropriety.
The Emperor explained that he and Duke Wei were childhood friends, brothers-in-arms from a young age, and had fought side by side. Duke Wei had led the troops to rescue him in a life-threatening situation during the Wu Ding battle. Given their deep bond, the Emperor decided to grant both weddings on the same day as a testament to his regard for his old friend, honoring Pei You'an's military achievements, and expressing his hope that the Crown Prince and Pei You'an would carry on the legacy of friendship between him and the late General Wei. The imperial edict was thus carried out.
The ministers and officials, upon learning of the Emperor's heartfelt intentions, were deeply moved. They offered their congratulations and praised the Emperor's wisdom and benevolence in acknowledging the bonds of friendship and honoring military contributions.
On this day, the old Madame of the Wei family, accompanied by Madame Xin and Madame Meng, knelt to receive the imperial decree, which had been delivered by officials from the Office of Seals and presented to them. Due to the merits of her grandson, the old Madame of the Wei family was bestowed the title of "Venerable Lady of Virtuous Virtues, Worthy and Longevity," and was granted the formal attire of a noble lady, while Madame Xin was granted the title of "First-Rank Noble Lady," and Madame Meng was named a "Fourth-Rank Respectable Lady." Additionally, Pei Quan, who had endured years of hard work in the six ministries, received the highest commendation for his unwavering diligence and conscientious service. He was quickly promoted to the rank of a Senior Clerk in the Ministry of Works, elevating him to the fourth-rank and securing a coveted position.
The Wei family was basking in glory, like a wildfire in a dry field, with colorful flowers in full bloom. In the blink of an eye, they not only regained the prosperity and opulence of the Tianxi era but surpassed it. People couldn't help but marvel at how a family's fortune could change so dramatically, and who in the capital city wouldn't be envious? The rise and fall of a family were, after all, determined by the success of its descendants.
With the Wei family enjoying endless splendor, the reputation of the Zhen family also flourished. The Emperor's decree granted the matriarch of the Zhen family, Madam Zhen Hu, the title of a "Seventh-Rank Virtuous Lady," along with ceremonial clothing and an abundance of gifts, which were promptly delivered to Quanzhou by express courier. Relatives and friends flocked to their home in waves. Even remote acquaintances and distant relations sought them out to offer their congratulations, turning strangers into friends. The house was filled with gifts and tributes, leaving no room to spare.
As it was a royal marriage, the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Clan Court were involved, and this lessened the burden on Madame Meng. Her greatest concern was preparing the dowry for her daughter. Although time was tight, she was fortunate that many items for the dowry had been prepared in advance for a previous wedding, which now resided in the capital. These items had been transported to the capital in time, and with a final round of preparations, everything was set to ensure that Jiafu's bridal chamber was beautifully furnished.
As the wedding day rapidly approached, on the eve of the grand celebration, the Zhen family was tasked with the responsibility of preparing and laying the bridal bed. On this particular day, Madame Meng arrived at the Zhen family's residence, accompanied by her daughter Rongfang, and the old Madame of the Wei family had also sent Yuzhu to assist. Together, they busied themselves with the wedding preparations, full of joy and bustling with activity. The newly furnished bridal chamber in the Wei residence was completed smoothly. On the following night, the day of the grand wedding, the mother and daughter would share the same bed. Madame Meng would accompany her daughter, whispering sweet and intimate advice, imparting secrets of married life they had never discussed before, helping her daughter cross the threshold of marriage on the last night they would spend together before Jiafu left for her new life as a bride.
It was already the middle of the night, and Madame Meng still couldn't sleep. She recollected all the twists and turns in her daughter's wedding preparations, and it had indeed been a challenging journey. However, in the end, everything had gone smoothly, and her daughter was marrying the man she loved. Her heart was filled with joy and yet weighed down by the sorrow of parting. Suddenly, she felt her daughter's arm wrapping around her waist, and her daughter's head rested on her chest. It was only then that Madame Meng realized her daughter was still awake. She remembered that her daughter had seemed distracted earlier that night when they talked, and she had been uncharacteristically silent as the wedding day drew near. She couldn't help but feel a sense of understanding.
Madame Meng hugged her daughter closer and whispered softly, "Afu, Mother knows what's on your mind. I have considered how we could find a way to conceal this on your wedding night, but I've realized that if we were too discreet, your cousin would be disappointed. He knows about the incident where you were taken away. If we make a big fuss over it, it might upset him. The fact that he's willing to come to our home to propose shows that he isn't holding that against you."
Jiafu had been unable to fall asleep. In the dimly lit room, she heard her mother's comforting words and felt even more heartache.
The memories of what happened during her abduction were bizarre and deeply shameful. She couldn't even bring herself to speak about it to her beloved mother. These days, as she watched her mother tirelessly prepare for her wedding, she couldn't help but remember the day when her cousin, Pei You'an, came to propose. During their private conversation, he had looked at her with distant eyes and ended their conversation in a cold and indifferent manner.
He had said, "If, by some miracle, I return, I will fulfill my promise and marry you."
Now he was indeed going to marry her. The apathy and dismissiveness in his tone during that moment replayed in her mind, causing Jiafu to feel hurt every time she thought about it. She also couldn't help but feel ashamed.
"I understand, Mother. Don't worry," Jiafu said in a seemingly relaxed tone, her face buried in her mother's embrace.
Madame Meng gently caressed Jiafu's shoulder, and a thought occurred to her. She signaled Jiafu to lie down and then lit a lamp near the bedside. She fetched a key, unlocked a chest, and then another smaller compartment, carefully opening a small box. From it, she took out a jade pendant and handed it to Jiafu. She said, "I haven't told you this before, but when your elder cousin came to our home to propose to you, he left this jade pendant as a token. He said it was a keepsake from your grandfather, the late Duke. You're getting married tomorrow, so keep this token and take it with you."
Jiafu was surprised and sat up, accepting the pendant with care. In the lamplight, she saw the intricate carving on the jade surface, depicting entwined branches and a delicate orchid flower in the center. It appeared to be a woman's accessory, and the jade was smooth and polished, as if it had been frequently touched and cherished. When she held it in her palm, it felt warm and comforting, much like the softness of a woman's skin.
"...Can you imagine, if your cousin, who cherished it dearly as your grandfather's keepsake, brought it with him and left it as a token for our family, it shows his genuine feelings for you."
Perhaps it was her mother's words that gave Jiafu some confidence. Or maybe it was the comforting feel of the pendant in her hand. Jiafu lowered her head, gently touching the jade surface with her fingertips. Her mood, which had been quite low, seemed to improve significantly.
Madame Meng instructed her daughter to lie back down, and she did the same.
"...My daughter is so beautiful. What man wouldn't adore you? Once you're married and well taken care of by your elder cousin, any troubles will slowly fade away."
"Afu, trust me, your elder cousin will cherish you."
With the pendant in her hand, Jiafu listened to her mother's soothing words and, with her eyes closed, slowly drifted off to sleep.
....
The following day was the grand wedding day. Throughout the day, the bustling festivities and joy in the front hall of the Zhen family had no connection to Jiafu, the bride. In the back hall, she was attended to by a dozen maidservants, who bathed her, did her hair, helped her into her red wedding attire, adorned her with jewelry and a pearl crown, and finally wrapped her head with a bridal veil. As the evening approached, the auspicious time for the wedding neared. Under the guidance of the Ministry of Rites officials and following the elaborate rituals, she was then placed into a grand sedan chair.
Surrounded by countless curious onlookers and amidst the sounds of music and celebration, she was carried away from the Zhen family's home, heading towards the Duke of Wei's residence.
Simultaneously, the wedding in the Eastern Palace proceeded smoothly. After the ceremonies were completed, the night grew dark. Alone, Xiaolie stood on the steps of Chengguang Palace, gazing into the dark night sky to the north. His figure cast a long, shadow on the ground, illuminated by the moonlight.
Tonight, his godfather had gone to the Duke of Wei's mansion for the wedding banquet. Cui Yinzui stood at a distance, watching the still figure in front of the palace, not daring to make a sound.
At the same time, the Anding Gate in the northern part of the imperial city let out a muffled creak as it opened. A person was mounted on a horse, surrounded by attendants, and they rode through the gate, heading north. Soon, the figure disappeared into the thick darkness of the night.
Earlier in the day, a felicitation ceremony had been held at the royal temple in Ci'en Monastery to celebrate the Crown Prince's wedding. Now, as the night fell, the monks were awakened from their deep slumber. One of them saw a mysterious man, entirely concealed in a black cloak, and watched as he entered the small temple where the former Crown Prince Zhi lived in seclusion during his later years.
As the temple door closed, the man's figure disappeared behind it, and he remained motionless for a long time. In the royal city on this night of celebration, where the sounds of bells and music filled the air, there was only the faint rustling of grass against the walls in the temple courtyard, accompanied by the soft whisper of the night wind.
Deeper into the night, beneath the shadows of old trees, his figure finally stirred. Step by step, he walked to the quiet room, extended his hand, and slowly pushed the door open.
For this past year, there had been no visitors in the Pei residence.
Accompanied by a faint creaking sound, a subtle fragrance of dust filled the air, entering his nostrils and permeating his lungs.
"A'Jing," he whispered softly, "I've returned."
"The only thing I could do for you... was just this. Do you hate me?"
In the darkness, he stood still, murmuring, and felt a slight warmth in his eyes. He closed them, taking a deep breath.
She was gone, and so was her fragrant scent.
In the air, there was no trace left of the enchanting orchid fragrance that once haunted his dreams.
....
Duke Wei's Mansion
Pei You'an got married and the bridal chamber was set up in a courtyard connected to the north side of the residence where Lady Pei lived. There were three main rooms, two side chambers, besides the bedroom, there were living rooms, a study, and they were all oriented north to south, with a square layout. Lady Pei had arranged it, and now it was all set up.
Tonight, Jiafu had been covering her head like a puppet, led down from the bridal sedan, performed the rituals, and had finally finished. At this moment, her hand was handed another piece of red silk, and she knew the other end was held by Pei You'an. Unable to control her heart's racing, feeling dizzy, she obediently sat at the edge of the bed, bowing her head and waiting for Pei You'an to lift her veil.
The room was filled with the laughter of women, family members from the Pei clan, two noble ladies, and five or six marchionesses and countesses. They were either familiar acquaintances from previous frequent interactions or they had some connections. Maybe it was because the crown on her head and the ceremonial attire she was wearing were too heavy, weighing down on her, or perhaps it was due to nervousness and anxiety. When she heard the matron reciting auspicious words, the women started teasing, urging Pei You'an to unveil the bride. They couldn't wait to see the new bride, and Jiafu's entire body felt tense and sore, as if she were about to pass out. The veil, however, had yet to be lifted.
As her head swam and she felt short of breath, Jiafu suddenly felt a gentle breeze brush her face. The room brightened, her breathing stopped, and she subconsciously raised her head, her gaze locking onto the eyes of the man who was looking down at her.
Tonight, there was only one man in this room.
It was Pei You'an, dressed in a crimson robe, a jade belt cinched around his waist. Jiafu hadn't seen him for over a year, and her impression of him was repeatedly painted as an elegant and handsome figure. She had never imagined that he would look like this tonight. The ancient auspicious colors, the dignified ceremonial attire, all enhanced his extraordinary handsomeness. Jiafu opened her eyes wide, gazing up at this handsome man who momentarily left her in awe, until she heard the exclamations of the women around her. She finally came to her senses, her face turning slightly red. In a hurry, she lowered her head and dared not look at him anymore.
Luckily, Jiafu had applied heavy rouge to her cheeks, but her fair earlobes and the sliver of her neck peeking from beneath her dress were already tinged with a faint blush. It perfectly complemented her shyness as a new bride and drew a cascade of praise from the women gathered around.
The bride indeed lived up to all the compliments.
Pei You'an's gaze subtly shifted, stealing a glance at her demure expression. He followed the matron's instructions, put on a smile, and sat next to her. They unveiled the gauze, ate rice balls, and drank the wedding wine.
Jiafu was careful, ensuring she didn't make any mistakes in front of the cheering crowd and numerous curious eyes. Every move was made exactly as she had been taught beforehand.
With the wedding wine consumed, the night's festivities were nearly complete, with only the final step remaining – their bridal chamber. This, of course, was a private affair for the newlyweds.
However, it was still early. Many guests were waiting outside. After Pei You'an finished the wedding wine, he looked at Jiafu, who was still holding her head down. He put down his cup, rose from the bed, and turned to the women who were ready to tease the new couple.
He said, "She's tired today. Dear aunts and mothers, for my sake, how about all of you leave the room? If anyone hasn't had enough fun, I can serve more drinks to you. What do you say?"
The Marchioness of Anyuan chuckled and replied, "Alright, alright. We haven't made enough fuss yet, and You'an is already taking care of his new bride. He's the groom today, so we shouldn't embarrass him. We old mischief-makers should know when to be discreet. That way, when we come to visit next time, they won't refuse to let us in!"
Amid the giggles and laughter, the women eventually exited the bridal chamber.
Pei You'an turned to Jiafu and whispered, "You can rest now; there's no need to wait for me. I still have some guests to entertain." With that, he also left the room.
