Tong Airui glanced at the first Floral Arch and said with a smile, "Second Uncle’s here. He must’ve gone to see Ming Duo just now."
Yi Luowa puffed her cheeks and looked over, only to see her Second Uncle really standing by the arch. She pressed her lips together and smiled, "I’ll go over myself."
"I’ll escort you." Tong Airui took a look at the large procession behind him and said with a smile, "Everyone, follow along."
"Haha... Look how anxious Fourth Brother is." Dapeng laughed as he quickened his steps and followed them.
At the Floral Arch, Tong Airui carefully lowered Yi Luowa to the ground. Adults and children took their places, and Yi Luowa joyfully held onto both her father’s and Second Uncle’s arms.
The Emperor Haotian turned his head and looked at his daughter. "Why are your eyes red?"
"They’re not! Maybe it’s the eye shadow I applied."
Yi Weiyang patted her hand gently. "Finally, I’m sending you off in marriage."
"You’ve already done that once! This ti, we’re not going to have a repeat of last ti. If you cry, I’ll cry."
"What do you an, I’ve already married you off once? This is the real deal now."
Emperor Haotian smiled through his tears. "Heaven has eyes. I finally get to see my daughter getting married. I..."
"Dad—" Tong Airui reached out to steady his father-in-law.
"It’s fine, it’s fine!" Emperor Haotian gently waved his hand, "Hurry along, everyone’s waiting for you."
"Alright, I’ll head over first." Tong Airui raised his hand and gently stroked his wife’s cheek.
"Wait a second." Yi Luowa let go of her father and Second Uncle to straighten his tie.
"My wife is the best." Tong Airui chuckled, adjusted his lapel, and quickly made his way to the other side of the deck.
The piano lody "Marriage D’amour" began to play softly.
The wedding officiant stepped onto the stage and spoke in a deep, resonant voice:
"In the legends, the Prince awakened the sleeping Princess with a kiss full of love, and at the sa mont, the world’s most beautiful roses blood, filling every corner of their lives.
Today is a special day because today we will all witness a magnificent love story. Perhaps, many years from now, we’ll forget the exact ti and place, but we will never forget the sweet vows of this couple and the happiness that follows them. Now, let us welco our Prince, the Duke Airui, to make his grand entrance!"
Tong Airui walked forward with a smile as applause and blessings erupted around him, bringing him to the side of the wedding officiant.
The venue fell silent, leaving only the lody weaving through the air.
The officiant handed the microphone to Tong Airui. In front of everyone, Tong Airui asked, "Luowa Montbatten, will you marry ?"
The world halted as every ear turned toward the echo coming from the far end of the carpet.
"I will!" Those simple three words carried the weight of an eternity’s promises. The Princess’s radiant smile drew bursts of applause from the crowd.
The officiant announced loudly, "Now let us welco our Princess Luowa to make her grand entrance!"
"Dad, Second Uncle..." Yi Luowa pressed her lips together, "It’s ti for us to go on stage."
"Alright, once your father and Second Uncle walk with you through these nine Floral Arches, you and Airui will share everlasting happiness."
Yi Weiyang nodded with a smile. "Yes, happiness will surely co!"
With arms linked with her father and Second Uncle, Yi Luowa stepped gracefully onto the path sprinkled with flower petals by little angels, heading toward the symbolic Floral Arch of happiness.
The path wasn’t long, but under the feet of Emperor Haotian and Yi Weiyang, it felt infinite. They wished so much for it to be longer, just to accompany their daughter a little more.
But all roads have an end.
Soon enough, they arrived at Tong Airui’s side.
Both fathers clasped Yi Luowa’s hand together and placed it into Tong Airui’s.
Watching their slightly trembling hands, Yi Luowa suddenly grasped her father and Second Uncle’s hands tightly.
"Luowa..." Yi Weiyang fought back tears, turning his face away.
Emperor Haotian’s eyes shimred with tears as he tightly embraced his daughter. "It’s just a procedure. After the wedding, we’ll still be as we always were..."
"Dad, Second Uncle..." Yi Luowa sniffled softly.
"Be good. We promised not to cry." Emperor Haotian gently patted his daughter’s shoulder, exchanged a glance with Yi Weiyang, and once again placed her hand in Tong Airui’s.
Tong Airui took his wife’s hand, bowing deeply, "Thank you both, fathers. I will make sure Luowa is taken care of. Please don’t worry."
Yi Luowa froze for a mont.
Yi Weiyang paused briefly, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.
Emperor Haotian laughed, patting Yi Weiyang’s shoulder. "We two fathers must rember what he said today. If he ever wrongs our daughter, we’ll settle the score with him."
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