Lu Hualiang stood one step away from Xia Weibao, reaching out his hand towards her.
Xia Weibao looked at that hand full of nobility and slowly curled her lips, placing her own fair little hand into his palm.
Just like that day, he said, "Baby, come with me, I promise you a lifetime of glory."
On that day, she gave him her hand.
Today, she does the same.
Hand in hand, they exchanged a smile, arm in arm, heading towards the Golden Luán Grand Hall.
The ceremonial fireworks became increasingly brilliant, and the sound of bells and drums shook heaven and earth.
Behind them were the officials paying homage.
"Long live His Majesty, long live, long live, may Her Majesty the Empress live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand thousand years."
"Long live His Majesty, long live, long live, may Her Majesty the Empress live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand thousand years."
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