Just as it was getting late, the Emperor and Empress and the Fourth Prince's mother, Consort Shu, rushed over.
Everyone immediately went forward and bowed to them.
Next was the wedding ceremony.
Zhou Ying took the opportunity to take a good look at Sun Miaoke's wedding dress. It was a bright red dress with patterns of birds and beasts embroidered with gold thread.
The back of the dress stretched out six feet long. Overall, it looked both stylish and beautiful, making her envious.
Looking at the Empress's luxurious attire, she finally understood why women fought so hard to attain a higher status. At least, they could dress better than others.
"First bow, to heaven and earth."
"Second bow, to your ancestor."
"Third bow, to each other."
"Head into your bridal chamber."
The Emperor looked at the backs of the newlyweds and laughed, "Hahaha, I have succeeded in completing another major milestone in my life."
