Chapter 437: Chapter 437
The final bow concludes.
The ceremony is complete.
She is his, Su Changzhi’s wife.
Lastly, the vows to each other.
Su Changzhi looks at her and recites a line from the Book of Songs, "In life, we occupy separate rooms; in death, we shall share the same grave. If you doubt my word, look up at the blazing sun."
Gu Lili understood the meaning—he was saying that if they cannot live as husband and wife in this life, he hopes to be buried with her after death. On days when she might doubt his words, she should look up at the eternal sun in the sky.
In Gu Lili’s mind surfaced a line of poetry she was taught by her master, by Du Fu, "Human affairs often go awry; from now on, let us gaze longingly at each other across the distance."
That was the only line she could think of, so she used it.
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Gu Lili and Su Changzhi returned to the bedroom together, drank the nuptial wine, and ate raw dumplings.
Everyone else left, leaving just the two of them.
"Aren’t you going out to toast?" she asked.
He sat beside her, "I’ll be there shortly."
Gu Lili turned to look at him, the made-up Su Changzhi even more bewitchingly otherworldly, his slender phoenix eyes filled with laughter, "Tonight, you will stay here, and after we pay respects to my father and mother tomorrow morning, I’ll take you around to get familiar with things, then we’ll go back to the mortal world."
Gu Lili nodded, "Okay."
Su Changzhi stood up and removed the heavy phoenix crown from her head, "If you’re tired, rest first. I’ll be back soon."
As he turned to leave, Gu Lili reached out and grabbed his hand, "Changzhi..."
Su Changzhi looked at her, smiled, and nodded, "Alright."
Watching him leave, Gu Lili didn’t know why, but compared to her own displeasure, he seemed to be very happy tonight.
Thinking about Long Chan’s gaze tonight, Gu Lili’s heart grew increasingly uncomfortable.
Once stepping onto this path, it’s uncertain when it might end.
And tonight, it’s just the beginning.
She really couldn’t stay still alone in this wedding room, feeling unbearably stifled, she wanted to step out for some air.
Putting on a pair of easy-to-walk shoes, Gu Lili extinguished the lantern, quietly opened the door, and surprisingly found not a single brat outside.
After leaving the room and walking to a secluded corridor to sit down, she was above a river, with shimmering waters. Resting her head against a pillar, her eyes looking into the distance, at that moment, a slight noise made her instinctively turn her head.
She saw Ji Ling standing near a nearby pillar, smiling but not quite smiling, "Congratulations, new Ninth Princess Consort."
"Thank you, former Ninth Princess Consort."
Ji Ling stepped forward and sat about a meter away from her, "I want to verify something, who is the father of the child in your womb, really?"
"Do we still need to verify that?" Gu Lili told her, "Isn’t it obvious?"
"It’s really not clear." Ji Ling sighed softly, "If it truly is Su Changzhi’s, I admit I’m impressed; but if it’s not his, you and Su Changzhi are merely playing with fire. If your marriage is purely out of mutual convenience, I think you’re destined to fail. It’s all in vain."
Gu Lili didn’t speak, "There’s no such thing as you’re suggesting."
"I truly hope not. In the underworld, who doesn’t know that Seventh Prince and Ninth Prince were madly in love with Lin Yueer, ready to die for her? The mortal world’s reincarnations are just trials; many deities have undergone multiple trials. Does it mean we must take responsibility for every woman we fall for in the mortal world during these trials? There’s no such thing. When we return to ourselves, the past becomes clouds. If the child is Su Changzhi’s and he has married you, then live well together. Although I bear resentment towards you, there’s nothing I can do if he’s willing."