After returning from Tianlan, Mu Lin has been staying in the princess's mansion preparing for her marriage.
The Qin Emperor was sincere in marrying his sister, and Emperor Jingxuan was unambiguous in marrying his sister. Under the envious gazes of the nobles, a stream of rare treasures were delivered to the princess's mansion, dazzling everyone.
Due to the large quantity and inestimable value of the dowry, it was transported to Luoyang by water a few days before Mu Lin's wedding.
Of course, Mu Lin didn't need to embroider the wedding dress herself, it was carefully prepared by the two countries' Ministry of Rites. Daqin sent two teaching maids, saying that they were sent by the Empress Dowager, and they said they were to teach the new queen some Daqin rules.
Mu Lin had no intention of refusing. She let them stand and talk. She listened when she wanted to listen, and sent them out when she didn't want to listen. She stayed alone and did some idle things quietly. It was a peaceful life for her.
The two maids were anxious and helpless. They had a mission to accomplish, but it was up to the new queen to decide whether to cooperate or not. They wanted to persuade her at first, but when they saw Mu Lin's eyes, it seemed that their little thoughts were seen through. The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, so they dared not say anything more.
If the Grand Empress Dowager wanted to pressure the new empress, she would have to see if she would buy into it. She was the precious and respected Princess of the Jingsheng Empire, and His Majesty wanted to marry her. A less important empress might not have the confidence to confront her.
After all, if it was an ordinary emperor, he could still be suppressed by filial piety, but who was Emperor Wu of Qin? He killed his father, brother, and court officials without mercy, a rare emperor demon in a century! Even as a grandmother, the Empress Dowager would not want to challenge his patience.
The days passed like this, neither salty nor bland, with only a slight ripple in the stagnant water. A month later, Princess Jingxuan brought her dowry and followed the mighty wedding delegation to Daqin, where she was formally appointed as the empress of Emperor Wu of Qin.
Emperor Jingxuan personally escorted the princess out of the city. It was said that the scene was extremely grand and became the biggest event in Jingsheng in recent years. No one had ever thought that their princess would marry far away, and that she would marry far away because of the Emperor of Qin's infatuation. The young emperor not only agreed, but also prepared a dowry for the imperial sister that far exceeded the specifications of ordinary princesses, making her the talk of the town for a while.
The princess in her gorgeous attire is like a rare treasure, or even more like a sword unsheathed. The indifference between her eyebrows and eyes cannot suppress her sharpness and brilliance. Who would not admire her beauty who is so stunning that the kings of two countries are vying to marry her
Unfortunately, she was about to enter another majestic and heavy palace.
Before leaving, Emperor Xuan held Mu Lin's hand tightly and couldn't help but his eyes welling up.
The emperor was only a teenager under fifteen years old, and his reason could not completely suppress his emotions. No matter how much suspicion and estrangement the two siblings had in the few months, at the moment when they might be separated for life, he would always deeply realize that this was his biological sister who raised him and depended on him for life!
In his eyes, he has seen figures from tall to slender, and has given him everything he wants for more than ten years. There is no other person in the world who is so pure to him!
Mu Lin sighed softly and patted his hands in return. Compared to his overflowing emotions, she was not sad or painful, nor was she resentful or angry. She just said calmly:
"My sister will not be able to see Your Majesty marry and have children. Your Majesty should take care of yourself. It will be many years since we last met, and we will never see each other again. Please take care of yourself."
After saying this, she gently broke away from his hand, bowed, and got into the carriage without looking back.
Emperor Xuan felt a pang in his heart.
She blamed him...
Yes, she will never forgive him...
He lost his precious sister forever...
In the early morning, the countryside was filled with a thin layer of mist, exuding a slightly chilly air. In Emperor Xuan's field of vision, the troops gradually turned into blurry dots until they disappeared.
No one knew that he used all his strength to restrain himself from chasing after her... to bring the imperial sister back. Although he wanted so much, he wanted to run over and take the imperial sister back! He firmly told her, "Imperial sister, we won't marry each other. Xi'er will go to war with Daqin, and Xi'er will support you for the rest of your life!"
—But he can't.
Maybe it was because Emperor Wu of Qin was a madman, or maybe it was because, as my sister said, he had such despicable thoughts...
Emperor Xuan slowly closed his eyes. Although he was surrounded by his courtiers and followers, and in the distance were the common people who admired him, he was still... alone.
There was a voice of vicissitudes in his heart struggling and crying blood. Who made him abandon his own sister!
Mu Lin in the carriage also closed his eyes.
Father, as you wish.
The candle burns out and the tears begin to dry. From now on, the affairs of Emperor Jingxuan will have nothing to do with me anymore.
Mother, Lin'er has done his best and has given you an explanation.
The wedding procession traveled for half a month and finally arrived at Luoyang, the capital of Qin. Along the way, Mu Lin, the new queen, was warmly welcomed by the people of Qin. At the same time, she also encountered two or three waves of assassinations in remote places, but she escaped without any danger.
The officials welcoming the bride had to admire the wisdom of the new queen. She had anticipated this. She had brought many hidden subordinates with her, but she had hidden some of them in the team. At the beginning, she had assigned some of them to guard quietly not far away. The assassins were more and more numerous, and the assassinations were more and more fierce. Unexpectedly, more and more people with high martial arts skills appeared in the team, and more and more people came to support from afar, faster and faster. Every time, the assassins were solved without much effort.
The assassins failed to find out the enemy's depth time and time again, and instead suffered heavy losses, so they dared not act rashly.
The new queen's carriage arrived in Luoyang, and the next step was to go through the formalities.
During the Three Kingdoms era, marriages between two countries were not uncommon, but it was the first time that a princess from a foreign country was hired as the empress, which meant that there was no old precedent to follow. The officials of the Ministry of Rites of the Qin Dynasty were almost bald, working day and night to draft the regulations for Emperor Wu to review.
The procedures that need to be carried out in Daqin include the enthronement ceremony, the welcoming ceremony, the wedding ceremony, the celebration ceremony, and the banquet.
The highlight is the wedding procession. For ordinary people, the groom usually leads the wedding procession to his father-in-law's house to pick up the bride. But for the emperor, due to his supreme status, he would send a minister with sons and daughters as a representative to pick up the bride.
The majestic Qin Palace was already decorated with lanterns and colorful lights. Firecrackers and large red candles with double happiness characters in gold gilt were prepared in all the main palaces, and red felt was laid on the imperial road.
The ceremonial guard and drum band were in front of the wedding procession, with the welcoming envoy in the middle, followed by the welcoming officials, eunuchs, and guards. They went out of the Meridian Gate, together with the empress's ceremonial guard, carrying a large number of gifts, and went straight to another palace where the princess lived.
The envoy who welcomed the bride announced the decree loudly. Mu Lin wore the empress's formal dress, the phoenix crown and the bridal robe, and knelt to receive the golden book and the golden seal. When the auspicious time came, the group returned to the Daqin Palace with music and drums, and the empress was sent to Fengyang Palace to worship heaven and earth and perform a great ceremony...
Thus, the emperor's wedding was officially completed.
Mu Lin sat quietly on the wedding bed, a little dazed.
This kind of marriage that happened by accident was a piece of cake for her. It was her third marriage, and this time she was even a little numb, and she went through the process without even realizing it.
"How do you feel?" A light laugh came from afar, like the wind blowing back the snow, light and misty. The servants around did not react at all, as if they were just wooden figures frozen in the hall.
Mu Lin raised his eyes and glanced at him, thinking that if you speak of the devil, he will appear.
Zijian walked up to her and stopped, smiling meaningfully, "Lin'er is very beautiful today."
Mu Lin raised his right hand, admiring the exquisite and gorgeous phoenix pattern on the sleeve, and said with some emotion: "It's my third marriage, and I don't feel anything."
Those things about being shy, nervous and uneasy are just jokes.
She was born into the immortal race and had experienced a long life. Her views on worldly affairs were nothing but a fleeting dream.
Zijian didn't comment, but leaned over to look her in the eye and said, "Lin'er married me the first two times, but this time you're marrying... the emperor of the mortal world, which one do you prefer?"
Mu Lin actually saw a trace of regret in his eyes, it must be an illusion. She shook her head in her heart and slowly put down her sleeves.
"If it's not what I want, how can I like it?"
Zijian was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Actually, I hate the way you look like you don't care the most."
…
Don't care
Mu Lin was stunned for a moment, then turned his tone into sarcasm.
This sounded like a joke. Was she going to dig out her pain and show it to them
Tens of thousands of years ago, when her father was sacrificed and the underworld was destroyed, she understood a truth. No matter how heart-wrenchingly you cry or how hysterical you act, the fate that is your enemy will not show any mercy!
What's the point of showing weakness
It's just a joke!
There is no one to help in this world. The only way is to grit your teeth and save yourself, and temper yourself into steel, then you can fight for a way out.
So she remained unmoved and thought Zijian's words were ridiculous.
"If it's not my wish, why should I dance on the edge of a knife and find joy in suffering?" Force her and ask her to smile? How can this be justified!
"Why wouldn't you?" he murmured to himself.
Mu Lin couldn't help laughing and looked at him seriously, "Then why do you always force me? Tell me what you like about me and I can change it."
Zijian looked at her deeply, and went back to where she came from.
Was he angry and left? If she repeated these words to Emperor Qin Wu, would he be angry and leave too? Mu Lin thought silently.
Unexpectedly, Zijian turned back and said expressionlessly: "If you don't want to be... intimate with him, I can help you."
It would not be difficult for Mu Lin to escape unscathed by creating an illusion or something to fool these mortals.
Zijian is not stupid either. He knows how much affection Mu Lin has for Xiao Muyun and how obsessed he is with freedom, which is why he rejects this marriage so much.
Mu Lin understood what he meant, but she refused.
"Shortcuts are not easy to take. You can help me temporarily, but you can't help me forever. I hate being manipulated by others, but I won't be manipulated for the rest of my life. Now that I am a mortal, I can't use supernatural powers. I want to solve the problem in my own way, and I also want to see how far I can go..."
She would personally return the humiliation and pain that fate had bestowed upon her. As for the consummation of marriage, she could not avoid it even if she delayed it for the first day. Marrying Emperor Wu of Qin was the price she had to pay for her miscalculation and losing herself, and she would not deliberately avoid it.
Mu Lin has her own pride, she is not that cowardly.
Moreover, she seemed to sense that this was a calamity that she had to go through. Her cultivation had not improved for a long time, and this was her chance, and she had to endure it no matter how painful it was.
"Lin'er, you have to know that once you take this step, some things will never be the same."
Mu Lin smiled and said something from the heart, "I don't care that much. I'm admitting defeat only if you help me."
And what she hates most in her life is admitting defeat.
One wrong move, the whole game is lost. She would rather lose than accept his help. In fact, she is very stubborn. Whatever, the mortal world is just a dream. Back in the underworld, a bowl of Meng Po soup can solve it. Why be so sensitive? Zijian sighed in his heart and left for real this time.
That being said, when Emperor Qin Wu came in, Mu Lin's body suddenly stiffened. She followed him to complete the final ceremony and went to bathe and change clothes.