MLIAM Chapter 112

Chapter 112: After the Final Conferment, All the Fangs Were Removed, Righteously and Grandly…

Chapter 112: After the Final Conferment, All the fangs were removed, righteously and grandly…

Almost pushed and shoved through the initial procedures, Yu Shuli sat in the bridal sedan prepared by Xizhao, his mind still feeling somewhat unreal.

The evening sunset painted the sky red, and not far away, the war drums were already sounding.

Wanyan Jun was either crazy or stupid.

Otherwise, why at this critical moment would he ignore the battlefield and insist on holding this empress conferment ceremony?

But Chen Li hadn’t arrived yet, and he had finally freed himself from the shackles of the iron chains. There was no need to stop Wanyan Jun anyway, so he might as well treat it as a tour, taking advantage of the break to rest well.

The ceremonial procession circled the inner perimeter of the Imperial City, and Yu Shuli leaned against the edge of the bridal sedan, dozing off with the slight bumps and the music not far away.

Before long, the wedding matron called out from outside, and Yu Shuli was awakened.

“Empress… please get out of the sedan.”

Yu Shuli rubbed his face, opened the curtain, and realized that he had returned to Wanyan Jun’s bedroom.

He was surprised: “Back so soon?”

The wedding matron nodded, expressionlessly inviting him into the room. “Please wait a moment, Your Majesty will be here soon.”

“Come? To the bedroom?” Yu Shuli asked suspiciously, “I haven’t seen him all this way. He neither greeted me personally nor intends to participate in the wedding ceremony?”

He sneered: “Then what kind of empress conferment ceremony is this?”

The wedding matron’s face darkened: “This old servant is just following the rules, please don’t make things difficult for me.”

“Who is your empress?” Yu Shuli glared at her.

“Once you’ve passed through the bridal sedan and entered the bridal chamber, you are the empress.” The wedding matron said with a sullen face.

“I don’t recognize that here. Without bowing to heaven and earth or seeing parents, it doesn’t count as marriage. Tell your Emperor, if he doesn’t have time to get married, he doesn’t have to. There’s no need to be so perfunctory with me.” Yu Shuli sat down at the table, crossed his legs, poured himself a glass of wine, and slowly drank it. “As long as he gives me the antidote, that’s enough.”

The wedding matron bit her lip: “Please, Empress…” Before she could finish, Yu Shuli glared at her.

She had no choice but to change her words: “Please cooperate with me, Da Liang’s Duke Zhenguo.”

“Cooperate? How else do you want me to cooperate?” Yu Shuli slammed his glass on the table. “Your other groom hasn’t even shown his face, but I’ve participated the whole way, eh? If this doesn’t count as cooperation, then what does?”

He picked up his chopsticks and began to leisurely eat the food on the table.

The wedding matron was rendered speechless by Yu Shuli’s retort, and seeing this, she was even more helpless. “You… you should be sitting quietly and waiting for His Majesty to arrive, not eating in advance! You must wait for His Majesty to arrive before sharing the nuptial cup…”

“Yun Niang, you may leave.” Wanyan Jun didn’t know when he had arrived. He walked straight through the door and saw Yu Shuli dressed in red, his feet on the chair, carelessly gnawing on a chicken leg.

The wedding matron called Yun Niang knelt down in panic: “It’s this servant’s fault! This servant has not disciplined the Empress well, I beg Your Majesty to forgive me…”

Yu Shuli snorted and threw a chicken bone at her feet: “You’re welcome, a reward for you.”

Wanyan Jun’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he looked at Yu Shuli helplessly, smiling: “Why are you in such a state? Couldn’t wait for me?”

Yu Shuli “tsk”ed, not even bothering to look at him.

Wanyan Jun waved his hand to dismiss the wedding matron, and looked at him: “Yu Shuli, what exactly do you want?”

He clearly had a chance to escape, and he allowed him to escape, but why did he stay?

“Ji An… you like this… I will think, you have a shred of feelings for me…”

“Wanyan Jun, don’t you think your question is superfluous?” Yu Shuli put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at him amusingly: “Didn’t you say that if I stay, you would give me the antidote?”

“I did as promised, it’s your turn to fulfill your promise.”

Wanyan Jun was stunned for a moment, his footsteps going around the table until he was right in front of Yu Shuli.

His eyes were deep: “Your fulfillment is not over yet, how can I fulfill mine?”

“Didn’t you break the promise first?” Yu Shuli stood up with a “bang”: “Tell me, what other requirements do you have?”

“I broke the promise.” Wanyan Jun chewed on these words repeatedly, then smiled bitterly. “Indeed. It was like this many years ago, and it is like this many years later. I shouldn’t have, and I’m really sorry for you.”

He lowered his head and admitted his mistake, then asked: “How do you want me to compensate you? Let’s go to the wedding ceremony now and make up for the omitted etiquette, okay?”

Yu Shuli raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes a little puzzled.

Wanyan Jun carefully looked him up and down, and his eyes suddenly became a little softer: “This is the first time you’ve worn a wedding dress for me. It’s really beautiful.”

Yu Shuli interrupted his beautiful dream: “To be precise, this is the third time I’ve worn a wedding dress. You even had the honor of being at the scene for one of the first two times.”

Wanyan Jun’s face instantly turned cold, and there was no trace of a smile in his eyes. “Ji An, do you have to show off like this?”

“Isn’t this just the way I am? You can not look if you don’t like it.” Yu Shuli curled his lips indifferently, and thought that the antidote was still in his hands, he could try to lie to him again, so he reluctantly greeted him: “Are you hungry? Do you want to eat together?”

Wanyan Jun saw him change his face, knowing that he was playing hard to get, but he was still shamefully hooked.

He snatched the bowl from Yu Shuli’s hand and put it aside, saying: “I’m not hungry.” He thought for a moment, then slowed down his tone: “Don’t eat for now either.”

Yu Shuli watched him take his bowl away, and said: “But I’m hungry, I haven’t eaten all day.”

Wanyan Jun smiled and stuffed a piece of pastry into his palm from the table: “Hold this to fill your stomach first.” Then he pulled him up: “Let’s go to the wedding ceremony first.”

“Wanyan Jun.” Yu Shuli stood on the spot, not following him, his expression complex: “You promised me…”

“I am in my prime, I haven’t reached the point of being so forgetful.” Wanyan Jun’s eyes were a little cool: “Do you have to mention him in front of me?!”

“Who did I mention?” Yu Shuli frowned: “Didn’t I just ask casually? I didn’t say anything…”

He glared at Wanyan Jun: “Weird.”

Wanyan Jun lowered his eyes for a moment, then sighed: “I know, don’t mention it again, just finish the wedding ceremony with me.”

Yu Shuli looked at the sky and asked: “Did you skip the steps like the sky sacrifice?”

“Bowing to heaven and earth was originally at your request,” Wanyan Jun’s brows had undisguised fatigue, “The rest, it’s not important.”

“So you also heard what I said to the wedding matron?” Yu Shuli “tched”, “Then in your eyes, what is the most important thing?… The wedding night?”

“Righteous in name, and eternal unity.” Wanyan Jun glanced at him: “But I’m afraid… the Empress won’t have this sincerity.”

Yu Shuli smiled awkwardly: “It’s okay to ask for a swap, but you can’t force it too much.”

Wanyan Jun didn’t speak, just stepped slowly, leading him through the long corridor, towards the main hall.

The long corridor, which was still lively during the day, was as cold as encountering ghosts at night.

A breeze blew, and Yu Shuli raised his eyes, looking out into the sky.

The interlaced firelight outside was like fireflies in the night, flickering.

“What’s wrong?” Wanyan Jun saw him suddenly stop and turned his head to look over.

Yu Shuli shook his head and followed his footsteps, “Nothing.”

Outside the Imperial City, soldiers approached the city, and the war was raging.

Inside the Imperial City, happy silk was dazzling, whitewashing peace.

Yu Shuli secretly pondered whether Wanyan Jun knew but pretended not to, lingering on his last breath, or had already solved his worries, so he didn’t care.

While thinking in his heart, he walked towards the main hall with heavy steps.

After taking a few steps, he widened his eyes uncomfortably: “Wanyan Jun, is your national treasury empty? Is Xizhao going to be finished?”

A trace of gloom flashed in Wanyan Jun’s eyes: “What do you mean?”

“It’s okay if there are no happy lights, but you don’t even light two lanterns. Are you going to let me and you walk the night road directly with the moonlight?”

“I didn’t let them light the lamps.” Wanyan Jun looked back, reflecting his appearance in red in his eyes.

Under the moonlight, Yu Shuli looked dignified and gentle.

“Isn’t this good? In your eyes and mine, is the most real opponent… and myself.” He stretched out his hand to Yu Shuli: “Can’t see the road clearly? Come, I’ll take you.”

“Not good.” Yu Shuli naturally didn’t reach out his hand. He walked straight forward, pretending not to see the sadness in Wanyan Jun’s eyes after being rejected.

Wanyan Jun folded his hands in his sleeves and rubbed them slightly, then he smiled: “Yes, seeing me for another moment is torture for you, right?” He raised his eyes to look at the moon, his knuckles turning white.

Yu Shuli’s footsteps were fast, wishing he could finish walking this long corridor quickly.

Seeing him leave, Wanyan Jun’s footsteps staggered a bit, and he chased after Yu Shuli’s back. After taking a few steps, he approached Yu Shuli unnoticed.

The dazzling pendants hanging on his body made a clear, low sound in the silent night.

“Today… I also dressed up carefully.” Wanyan Jun’s low, hoarse voice sounded beside him: “It’s just that you didn’t take a good look at me…”

The big red wedding robe embroidered with mandarin ducks wrapped his overly slender body, and the intricate patterns accompanied by gold thread tassels set off the whole outfit with extraordinary dignity. However, under the moonlight, the originally gorgeous red was like rouge stained with blood, revealing a few captivating charms in its splendor.

It was as if it were the last blooming, a blood-red iris with its roots broken.

Yu Shuli’s footsteps paused slightly, and he glanced at him briefly before turning away, “I don’t have time to play with you.”

But in his heart, he thought to himself… if such a gorgeous wedding dress were worn by Wei Yan, what color would it be…

His memory unconsciously returned to the time of their wedding.

It made Yu Shuli feel ashamed.

Twice married, the first time was hasty, although plain and warm, it was ultimately unfair to Wei Yan.

The second time was grand and amazing, but it was ultimately destroyed.

He was not a romantic person, and naturally he didn’t even have the time to hold Wei Yan’s hand and stroll through the streets under the moonlight, let alone carefully admire the color of the other’s wedding dress.

When they got married… what kind of embroidered clothes did Wei Yan wear? What pattern did he finally decide on? And how many gold threads were embroidered?

Wanyan Jun chuckled: “You don’t even want to look at me, and the look in your eyes is as if you were looking at another person.”

The brows and eyes under his crown were twisted, and the crown swayed with his laughter, the sound of colliding beads rustling.

“Ah… I was distracted, sorry.” Yu Shuli’s apology was frank.

Wanyan Jun stretched out his hand towards him, but Yu Shuli blocked it vigilantly. He frowned: “What do you want?”

Wanyan Jun smiled again: “Let me hold you for this last part, okay?” He had a rich flower painted on his forehead with cinnabar, and blinked lightly. “I once imagined that I could be your bride.”

Yu Shuli didn’t move.

Wanyan Jun smiled bitterly and said: “After walking this road, I will give you the antidote. I’ll let you go.”

Yu Shuli’s eyes widened: “Really?”

Wanyan Jun looked at him seriously: “I swear on my life, really.”

Yu Shuli slowly pinched the bones of his outstretched finger, without the slightest ambiguity in his movements, and led him away quickly, wishing to go to the main hall immediately.

Wanyan Jun lowered his eyes and looked at the hand that was gently holding his, the corner of his mouth cracking into an arc, but it looked sad and relieved.

“Ji An, in order to get to this day, how many people have I killed, how many people have I harmed, I have never regretted it for a day. No matter how difficult the journey is, no matter how many bones and blood have turned into ashes in the process of my pursuit, it can’t change my persistence.” Wanyan Jun proudly raised his head, his slender fingers trembling slightly in the moonlight: “Now this dream is finally realized.”

“But I feel… feel a little lonely and boring.”

“I clearly held your hand, but my heart still hurts so much… as if a large piece has been hollowed out. I know that this large piece of incompleteness can’t be made up for no matter what… power doesn’t work, money doesn’t work, the throne doesn’t work either…” He tilted his head and smiled slightly: “Ji An, is my situation like being at death’s door?”

Yu Shuli looked at him quietly, feeling that Wanyan Jun in this state was a little unusual.

It was as if…

As if the venomous snake, whose hands were covered in blood, was clearly stubborn and incorrigible, but one day was possessed by an evil spirit, inexplicably removing all its fangs, and preparing to die righteously and grandly.