Today, Song Qingyu wore a brilliant red wedding robe.
Intricate patterns were embroidered in gold and silver thread across the crimson brocade.
With every step Song Qingyu took, ripples of light seemed to flow across it, displaying his noble bearing.
A jade belt cinched his waist, and a gold crown set with rubies rested on his head, lending him an extraordinary presence.
Previously, Lord Song had submitted a memorial to the emperor, requesting that Song Qingyu be appointed Heir of the Marquis of Eternal Peace.
A little while ago, the memorial had been approved, granting Lord Song's request.
Song Qingyu's wedding attire today had been made to the specifications appropriate for an heir!
A smile had never left Song Qingyu's face today!
Song Qinghui teased him:
"Big Brother, that smile hasn't left your lips all day. You must have been looking forward to this for ages!"
"What do you know, you brat?
When you get married yourself one day, you'll understand how I feel."
Song Qinghui hurriedly waved his hands:
"I don't want to get married. I only like practicing martial arts!"
However firmly Song Qinghui declared that now, once he met the person destined for him, his own words would come back to slap him in the face!
The emperor and the Palace Consorts had all sent people with wedding gifts!
When it was time to fetch the bride, the Off-Road Vehicle Song Yaoyao had given Song Qingyu took the lead, with Song Yi at the wheel.
Song Yaoyao's Off-Road Vehicle followed close behind, with a line of Pickup Trucks bringing up the rear.
A bright red double-happiness character was pasted onto the front of every vehicle, along with a large red decorative flower. The procession looked impressively grand!
Firecrackers crackled, and the convoy slowly began to move...