Chapter 1347: Chapter 793: Youyou’s Happiness, Luming Crowned Empress
From Daxuan Kingdom to Beiyuan Country, after the tedious royal ceremony was held in Beiyuan, they were finally sent into the bridal chamber.
An Youyou was usually full of energy, but now she was feeling lethargic.
But at the thought of the bridal chamber...
An Youyou’s heart began to race again.
Her head was covered with a red veil, so she couldn’t see what An Ji looked like today, only his slender fingers tightly holding her hand.
Both of their palms seemed to be coated in a layer of moist sweat.
"The auspicious time has arrived, please lift the veil, Your Majesty," the Palace Attendant announced loudly.
An Ji looked at An Youyou in front of him.
Even though he had personally escorted her from Daxuan Kingdom to Beiyuan, seeing An Youyou sitting beside him in her wedding attire made his heart race and feel unreal. He still couldn’t believe he had truly married An Youyou.
With trembling hands, he lifted An Youyou’s veil.
Under the veil was a stunning woman, fair-skinned and beautiful, shy yet captivating.
At that moment, An Ji felt breathless.
He held his breath while gazing at An Youyou, fearing that if he breathed aloud, she might disappear.
An Youyou gazed back at An Ji, observing him in festive red attire with lifelike golden dragons embroidered on it, his handsome face, red lips, white teeth, all now showing signs of nervousness, as if he had forgotten how to breathe.
"An Ji, don’t suffocate yourself," An Youyou couldn’t help but laugh.
This laughter seemed to instantly ease the previously ambiguous, tense atmosphere.
An Ji also took a deep breath, constantly telling himself to relax.
He wasn’t even this nervous in front of the officials during the coronation ceremony.
"Your Majesty, it’s time for the nuptial wine," the Palace Attendant reminded.
Respectfully presenting the wine cups.
An Ji and An Youyou each held a cup.
They looked at each other, arms crossing, their gazes locked, their eyes practically intertwining...
Their rosy lips approached the cups in their hands, drinking it all in one gulp.
The Palace Attendant collected the cups.
Then, discreetly, exited the room.
In the inner chamber, only the two of them remained.
Everywhere they looked was filled with festive red—the bed, mosquito net, candles, and the red wedding garments they wore.
Both their heartbeats began to accelerate again.
Sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.
An Youyou turned to look at An Ji.
Seeing him so nervous that his fingers trembled.
In the end, who should be nervous about the bridal chamber?!
It seemed as if she was about to devour him.
"Isn’t a moment of spring night worth a thousand gold?" An Youyou asked.
An Ji suddenly snapped back to his senses.
He turned to look at An Youyou.
Their eyes met.
An Ji, who had just calmed down, became nervous again.
He said, "Youyou, you’re too beautiful."
So.
Being too beautiful can be a problem too.
"I..." An Ji’s Adam’s apple bobbed, "I’m afraid I’ll hurt you."
"Who’ll hurt whom is still uncertain," An Youyou teased.
An Ji widened his eyes.
"Come on, to bed," An Youyou proactively took off her red shoes.
An Ji’s face turned crimson red.
He probably didn’t expect An Youyou to be so forward.
With her being so proactive, he became even more nervous.
His heart beat faster.
An Youyou had already climbed onto the bed, "Aren’t you coming up?"
"Aren’t you tired?" An Ji’s deep voice asked.
"Tired, yes." An Youyou moved slightly.
After all these days, her bones felt like they were falling apart.
"But, the bridal chamber is more important."
"..." An Ji’s Adam’s apple bobbed again.
"You’re not planning to skip the bridal chamber, are you?!"
"No." An Ji quickly denied.
He was almost going crazy with desire.
But.
Suddenly at this moment, he was too nervous to know what to do.
"Don’t tell me you don’t know how?" An Youyou looked seriously at An Ji.
An Ji turned green from An Youyou’s teasing.
"Don’t you have those booklets in the palace?" An Youyou seriously asked, "You know, about bedroom affairs..."
An Ji covered An Youyou’s mouth with his hand.
An Youyou blinked her bright eyes at An Ji.
Seeing An Ji’s face as red as a monkey’s bottom.
A grown man, more bashful than she was.
"I do know," An Ji said, his voice low and hoarse.
An Youyou’s eyes flickered.
The air seemed to heat up again at that moment.
An Ji slowly removed his hand from An Youyou’s lips.
His palm seemed to be burning.
"Then come up," An Youyou patted the bed.
An Ji finally removed his red boots and climbed onto the bed.
"Lower the mosquito net," An Youyou instructed.
An Ji quickly lowered the mosquito net.
