The procession was grand, Chen Mo rode on horseback, a large red ribbon was tied to his chest, occasionally turning back to glance at the elaborately decorated wedding sedan.

Whether in his past life or this one, it was his first marriage, and he felt a bit nervous in his heart, though outwardly he remained as composed as an old dog.

The townsfolk, who had picked up the wedding money, did not hesitate in their words of praise, congratulating Chen Mo on his grand wedding.

The dowry accompanying Wu Xin’Er was much greater than the gifts Chen Mo offered, box after box of fine silk textiles, crates of brand new copper coins, jewels, and various gold and silver utensils filled dozens of carts.

The bride price offered by Chen Mo was already substantial, yet it was only half of Wu Family’s dowry, indicating the wealth of Wu Family.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wu Xin’Er’s dowry was enough for Chen Mo to lead an army northward once more.

Although Wu Xin’Er was not the only woman marrying Chen Mo today, she was the leading lady; the other brides did not have the honor of Chen Mo personally coming to fetch them, and they were waiting in the back residence of Prince Zhen Nan’s Mansion since early morning for the auspicious time to arrive.

However, there was one thing that was only slightly less significant than Wu Xin’Er’s prominence.

That was the dowry of Xiao Qing’Er, which could rival Wu Xin’Er’s.

Additionally, Xiao Qing’Er’s entering the mansion was accompanied with an impressive entourage, given her status as the Empress Dowager’s sister. Although Chen Mo did not personally go to fetch her, he went halfway to welcome her.

Compared to the lively scene of Wu Xin’Er and Xiao Qing’Er, Yi Yao and Jiang Ruoqing’s side was relatively quiet.

The two of them were in a room, dismissing the maids, the master and apprentice dressing each other.

Yi Yao looked at the copper mirror, adjusted her master’s head, and while arranging the hair, she said, "Master, look, your face is so youthful. If outsiders didn’t know our identities, they would definitely think we are of similar age, a pair of unrelated sisters. I’ll style your hair just like mine."

Jiang Ruoqing pursed her lips, unsure how to respond.

Despite feeling some unease, it was too late to back out now.

Yi Yao placed the bride’s hair ornaments on her master’s head, smiling gently:

"After we pass through the door today, we and Master will truly be a family, both of us are daughters-in-law of the Chen Family, so in public I should call you sister, not Master."

Jiang Ruoqing’s face instantly turned red.

...

Zhao Qianyi’s bridal chamber was only second to Wu Xin’Er and Xiao Qing’Er’s.

Chun Lan, Xia Lan, Qiu Lan, and Dong Lan were all attending, offering ideas for Zhao Qianyi’s attire today.

...

Luo Zhen and Xu Miaozhen’s side.

Both made their wedding robes by themselves. Knowing they couldn’t compete with Wu Xin’Er and Zhao Qianyi in terms of luxury, they abandoned the idea of buying ready-made ones and instead went to the fabric shop, purchasing high-quality red fabrics at a high price, then worked on them after returning home.

After twelve days, working overtime at night, they managed to make them.

The ceremony was their own, the robes were made by themselves, even if they couldn’t attract much attention, for them it was without regret.

Ten, twenty, even thirty years later, looking back at the robes from their wedding day, they would still smile at the memory.

They sat upright on the wedding bed, waiting for the auspicious time to arrive.

... 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Soon, the auspicious time arrived.

In the backyard, a commotion arose as people came over, then split into small groups heading to the various bridal chambers.

"Miss, miss, quickly cover your face, it’s time to go out!"

"Your Highness, the auspicious time has arrived."

"Madam, it’s time to go."

"Madam, the auspicious time has arrived, it’s time to begin the ceremony."

...

Outside Prince Zhen Nan’s Mansion, carriages and horses crowded like clouds, and in the main hall of the mansion, hundreds of tables were filled with officials and wealthy businessmen from Bianliang City.

Wu Lu, dressed in festive dark attire, sat on the huanghuali wood chair at the top of the main hall.

As there were no elders in Chen Mo’s family, the second bow to the parents in the ceremony was to Wu Lu and his wife, and Wu Lu was grinning joyously as if he had won a fortune.

Gao Zheng stood by, acting as the master of ceremonies.

The hall was festive yet solemn, with a red carpet laid out in the center, guests seated on both sides, all awaiting eagerly.

As the auspicious time was announced, the sound of gongs and miniature fire bottle bombs echoed, and joyfully dressed maids ushered in seven beautiful brides at the entrance of the hall.

Chen Mo, wearing a red robe, stood next to Wu Lu, smiling as he watched the seven lovely brides walk in.

Wu Xin’Er, in her luxurious wedding dress, walked at the front, her steps graceful and unhurried, fully embodying the elegance of a noblewoman, her movements fluid, causing everyone to involuntarily praise.

"Truly the daughter of the Jiangnan Wu Family."

"Even the legitimate daughter of the Wu Family is only a Consort. Who is the Chief Consort?"

"Truly a match made in heaven with our Prince."

"Marrying seven brides at once, worthy of Prince Zhen Nan."

"Which one is the sister of the Empress Dowager Xiao?"

...

Hearing all the praise about Wu Xin’Er, Zhao Qianyi, and others nearby, Luo Zhen, Yi Yao, Jiang Ruoqing, and Xu Miaozhen felt a bit different in their hearts but did not show it, as they had anticipated such a situation before and followed the wedding process as planned.

Chen Mo, as Prince Zhen Nan, his wedding as a Prince, had quite a convoluted process.

The congratulatory speeches alone took half an hour.

Then, Chen Mo’s honors were recounted, followed by the ancestral honors of the Wu Family, and finally, thanks were given to the heavens, the emperor’s grace, and even the common people.

After all these, came the bowing to heaven and earth, the second bow to the parents...

If not prepared, ordinary brides might not have withstood it till this point.

The ceremony concluded, and the brides were led back to their respective bridal chambers by their maids, yet Chen Mo’s tasks were not over.

He still needed to host the banquet, first checking the guest list to avoid offending anyone with an oversight, while also toasting to the elders from Wu Xin’Er, Yi Yao, and Zhao Qianyi’s families.

Among the gift-givers, Chen Mo noticed a present from the Eastern Palace Empress Dowager, and even one from Xiao Yunqi, though neither of them attended.

However, the Princess of Wan Kingdom came uninvited, in a sense.

In such a joyous occasion, Chen Mo welcomed such gestures, though he didn’t engage in much conversation, merely meeting and recognizing each other.

With glasses clinking and congratulations exchanged, the evening darkened with the joyful atmosphere of the wedding, lighting up the city with red lanterns.

No one dared to make mischief at Prince Zhen Nan’s wedding night, and as Chen Mo headed towards the inner quarters, he suddenly had a realization.

Tonight, he might be exhausted to death.

Besides these seven brides, he had previously promised Wanqiu and Chun Lan that he would privately go through a simple process in the bridal rooms they had set up.

In other words, for tonight’s bridal night, Chen Mo had to attend to...

Sss...

Chen Mo took a sharp breath.

Just thinking about it sent chills down his spine.