We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Madam Yan and Empress Dowager Yan handed the red silk in their hands to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Moʼs left hand and right hand each held a red silk ribbon.

The red silk in both womenʼs hands pointed toward him like red threads.

Xiao Mo raised his head and looked at his two wives.

Although they were both wearing red veils.

Xiao Mo could still vaguely sense their shy appearance with lowered heads.

”So these are my wives?”

This thought suddenly emerged in Xiao Moʼs mind.

In Xiao Moʼs heart, he had actually always felt that marriage was something very distant for him.

Moreover, perhaps because Xiao Mo hadnʼt fully prepared to be responsible for other women, or perhaps worried whether he could take care of his other half.

So Xiao Mo was even vaguely somewhat afraid but when this matter truly happened.

It seemed marriage wasnʼt so frightening after all.

”Your Majesty, itʼs time to worship Zhou Mountain.”

Minister of Rites Yan Zhen stepped forward and said softly to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo nodded and led the two consortsʼ hands in a circuit around the foot of Zhou Mountain.

After circling once around the foot of Zhou Mountain, when Xiao Mo led the two consorts back to their original position, the Ministry of Rites had already set up the altar.

Xiao Mo and the two consorts lit three incense sticks. He stood at the very front, with Yan Ruxue and Qin Siyao standing to Xiao Moʼs left and right behind him.

”Bow!”

Amid elegant music, Xiao Mo, Qin Siyao, and Yan Ruxue bowed together, worshipping Zhou Mountain.

The moment the three stood up, a colorful radiant light rose from Zhou Mountainʼs peak, connecting to the Zhou Kingdom palace, like a rainbow after rain, but several times more beautiful than a rainbow.

Immediately after came dragon roars resounding through the clouds, echoing for hundreds of miles.

Hundreds of birds circled in the sky, making cheerful chirping sounds.

The commoners in the city, seeing this colorful radiance, called it an auspicious sign, their hearts both amazed and extremely joyful but in reality, in Xiao Moʼs view, this was just a little trick performed by some mountain cultivators the Ministry of Rites had hired.

After all, on such a joyous occasion as a wedding, not producing some auspicious signs would be unreasonable.

The other civil and military officials thought the same.

Even the Ministry of Rites officials looked toward their superior, thinking didnʼt the Minister say that having immortals create auspicious signs was too fake?

But the Minister said it was fake, yet still hired them anyway, and created such a grand spectacle.

Only Minister of Rites Yan Zhen stared blankly at these auspicious signs.

Everyone thought these auspicious signs were created by Minister of Rites Yan Zhen but in reality, Yan Zhen knew nothing—he hadnʼt hired any cultivators to create false displays at all.

Which meant... these auspicious signs were all real!

Could it be that His Majesty marrying his daughter and that Qin Kingdom princess would truly bring a renaissance to Great Zhou?!

After worshipping Zhou Mountain, Madam Yan and Empress Dowager Yan each led Yan Ruxue and Qin Siyao back to their sedan chairs.

As the suona and gong and drum sounds rang out again, Xiao Mo mounted his horse, and the wedding procession returned to the capital.

”Theyʼre coming, theyʼre coming!”

”His Majesty and the two Imperial Consorts are coming!”

”Everyone look...”

At the palace gate, commoners lined both sides of the street in welcome.

Behind Xiao Mo, two sedan chairs proceeded forward side by side.

Looking at those two sedan chairs, many menʼs eyes revealed envious expressions.

After all, Miss Yan was not only praised as Zhou Kingdomʼs foremost talented woman but also Zhou Kingdomʼs foremost beauty and that Qin Kingdom eldest princess was said to be no less beautiful than Miss Yan.

Now that His Majesty had won both beauties, how could they not envy him?

Womenʼs thoughts were similar to menʼs, yet also opposite.

The women envied the two Imperial Consorts in the sedan chairs.

They thought if His Majesty was marrying them instead, how happy they would be.

Just as the wedding procession gradually approached the palace.

Officials from the Ministry of Rites knocked on the wooden door of a separate courtyard in the capital.

The door opened, and a woman wearing ordinary hemp clothes stood before the official.

On the womanʼs shoulder, a winged ”large dumpling” lay quietly.

”Greetings, Master Wangxin.” This Ministry of Rites official bowed. ”Today, we must trouble Master Wangxin.”