Chapter 1582 - 1429: The Fake Commandery Princess 39
For this silver wedding ceremony, Ye Shuangshuang, Ye Fangchen, and Bai Menghan persuaded Ye Feiying and Shen Family countless times, but unfortunately, the old couple just didn’t want to let go.
This time, hearing Ye Fangchen bring up the old topic again, Ye Feiying directly glared: "You kid, why are you messing around? Your mother and I are quite old now. What kind of wedding should we be holding? Weddings can’t be held recklessly."
"Dad, that’s an old-fashioned thinking. This wedding is with your own wife, there’s no new concubine nor remarriage involved. How come it can’t be held again?
Besides, Shuangshuang also said that this wedding is more of a ceremony, akin to showing love, representing couples supporting each other through thick and thin and having good feelings.
For myself and Menghan, it’s just not the time yet. When we reach our silver wedding or golden wedding, we’ll surely celebrate with a wedding."
Ye Fangchen spoke quite matter-of-factly. Bai Menghan, who was beside him, couldn’t help but blush and lower her head, revealing a sweet shy expression on her face.
Women, both ancient and modern, never tire of romantic gestures, and the greatest romance is to walk hand-in-hand through a silver wedding and continue with sweetness towards a golden wedding.
Originally, Ye Feiying widened his eyes, intent on criticizing Ye Fangchen for spouting nonsense, but then he noticed a hint of envy in his old wife Shen Family’s gaze towards daughter-in-law Bai Menghan.
Ye Feiying’s words got stuck in his throat, unable to be spoken. Ye Feiying must be considered one of this era’s rare good men.
Though he spent most of his life battling in the fields and seldom staying with his wife, he never developed the habit of taking concubines and wildly fathering children like other military generals, always remaining loyal to Shen Family alone.
Even in their old age, Ye Feiying still enjoyed strolling with Shen Family, leisurely walking together in the garden, and going out to admire the scenery, always finding plenty to talk about.
At this moment, seeing that hint of envy from Shen Family, Ye Feiying just couldn’t voice his opposition.
He wasn’t completely against the idea; he just felt that as his granddaughter suggested, openly displaying affection was somewhat embarrassing.
However, seeing that his wife liked the idea, and considering all the hardships Shen Family shared with him through wind and rain, Ye Feiying softened and altered his stance to Ye Fangchen: "Alright, I agree."
Though he agreed, he hurriedly reminded Ye Fangchen before he could respond: "But don’t make it too extravagant."
Ye Fangchen and Bai Menghan exchanged a glance, both eyes filled with smiles. Ye Fangchen replied loudly, "Oh, don’t worry, Dad. Shuangshuang already knows her limits. I’ll share this great news with Shuangshuang so she can be happy about it too."
After speaking, Ye Fangchen tugged Bai Menghan, saluted Ye Feiying and Shen Family, and hastily left. Ye Feiying watched Ye Fangchen’s back, his beard bristling, and finally spitting out a sentence: "This reckless brat isn’t mature at all! Growing up wasn’t any better than his daughter."
After saying that, Ye Feiying coughed dryly, embarrassedly glancing at Shen Family. Seeing the sparkle in Shen Family’s eyes, any discomfort disappeared, and he couldn’t help but smile.
Shen Family rarely felt a youthful shyness, but was mostly joyful. Alongside joy came a tinge of sentimentality; she never imagined her life’s final resting place would be in Nanzhao.
She recalled the despair when she first learned about the family’s exile to Nanzhao, even contemplating ending her life. Yet in the end, she persevered and moved to Nanzhao with her family.
Gradually, their family integrated into Nanzhao, laying roots here, gaining the affection of Nanzhao’s common people, and being revered everywhere they went.
The warmth and respect from Nanzhao’s common people quickly gave her a sense of belonging in this unfamiliar place, and she knew her husband Ye Feiying felt the same.
Once, both she and her husband Ye Feiying brooded over leaving the Capital City, but now those matters no longer mattered; what’s paramount is that after enduring hardships, the family remains together.
What she feels now is joy, tranquility, and unprecedented ease, all of which are changes brought about by their granddaughter Ye Shuangshuang.
Shen Family squinted at the gentle smile on Ye Feiying’s face, reminiscent of when he was young, making her smile even broader. This is truly wonderful!
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In the front hall of the Medical Hall, Ye Shuangshuang donned her Commandery Princess attire, set up the incense table, and solemnly knelt on the ground to receive the decree.
This time, the imperial envoy delivering the decree wasn’t the usual eunuch, but a military general in attire, with a long knife at his waist as a personal guard of the Emperor.
This Holy Decree was delivered urgently, stating that the Emperor in the Capital City was gravely ill, and the Imperial Physician was helpless. The Emperor personally ordered his most trusted guard to bring Ye Shuangshuang urgently to the Capital City to treat the Emperor.
Ye Shuangshuang felt a bit guilty while accepting the decree; this Emperor had been extraordinarily kind to her, yet she lived so well in Nanzhao that she nearly forgot the Emperor’s impending demise.
The guard delivering the decree urged her hastily; Ye Shuangshuang could only leave a message for her disciple Zhang Qijun to inform the Ye Family of her whereabouts, so they wouldn’t mistake her absence as a disappearance.
Afterward, Ye Shuangshuang grabbed her usual medicine box, hastily packed two changeable outfits, and followed the guard promptly. Initially, as Ye Shuangshuang’s disciple, Zhang Qijun wanted to follow.
However, Ye Shuangshuang firmly refused; this journey to the Capital City to treat the Emperor was uncertain, particularly since, in her previous life, she remembered that the Emperor died young.
If she could cure him, all would be well; if not, and the Emperor passed away, the Imperial Physician would surely face consequences. The Emperor had shown kindness to Ye Shuangshuang, offering great protection, and not going would trouble her conscience.
It is often said that talented individuals are common, yet mentors are rare; in some sense, the Emperor was Ye Shuangshuang’s mentor, willing to brave this adventure to repay this kindness.
Yet she was willing to face risks alone, unwilling to drag Zhang Qijun into it.
The guards arrived on horseback, and when leaving, Ye Shuangshuang also had to ride a horse; the Emperor was in critical condition, leaving no time for her to travel by carriage leisurely.
Fortunately, Ye Shuangshuang practiced martial arts and rode horses often, keeping pace with the guards’ galloping speed. Honestly, the guards were surprised Ye Shuangshuang could keep up.
Originally, these guards were prepared for Ye Shuangshuang to slow them down, urging their pace in hopes of shortening the journey.
As Ye Shuangshuang didn’t delay the journey, the guards were also glad; when departing, both the Empress and Emperor gave strict orders to swiftly escort Ye Shuangshuang back to the Capital City.