Extra 7

Beep—beep—beep—

His vision was pitch black, and it was quiet all around, with only the prompt tone from the instruments.

Rong Shi tried to open his eyes, but it was no use. He couldn’t control his body.

Was this a dream?

He didn’t know how much time had passed before the sound of a door opening came from afar.

He tensed up, but then relaxed in the next moment.

That footstep, he knew it was Little Cat Song even without looking.

“Cough cough—cough cough cough—”

The coughing sound came from far to near.

Why is he coughing so badly? Has he not been resting well again?

The footsteps stopped by his ear. Rong Shi could feel the other person sitting very close to him.

A slight clicking sound, like a metal buckle opening, something was placed on the table, and the air gradually filled with the familiar smell of alcohol.

It really was him.

“Rong Shi—”

Rong Shi’s right hand felt a warmth as it was held by a slender hand.

No, this voice was so hoarse, it didn’t sound like Little Cat Song.

The voice paused for a long time, its tone heavy. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t protect Mianmian—”

Mianmian? How did he get involved?

Rong Shi realized that this voice sounded familiar but not like Little Cat Song. Could it be the Big Beauty Cat?

“The medical team gave the final verdict. Your father’s genes were altered, and the extremely unstable part was passed on to Mianmian. If he had been treated before his first heat, there might have been a chance of a cure. Now, the best treatment period has already been missed—”

“You’re like this, and Mianmian is like this too, cough cough—” the hoarse voice said self-deprecatingly, “Do you really want to make me a lonely old man?”

Rong Shi’s heart ached hearing this. He tried hard to squeeze his hand back, but unfortunately, his body wouldn’t obey at all.

“I have no patience to wait,” the low, hoarse voice said. “The time machine has been successfully tested. In theory, it can send you back to when you were 18, when there was still time for everything, but—”

It really was the previous life.

Rong Shi’s guess was confirmed.

He was dreaming of his lost memories.

“The success rate is less than one in ten thousand. There could be deviations in memory, body, time, and space. Any unknown situation could happen.”

“Or, accept the surgery. The success rate is 1%.”

“Are you willing to accept the surgery, or go back to the past?”

At this moment, Rong Shi felt a faint stir in his long-silent body.

He used this momentary feeling and squeezed the other person’s hand back with all his might.

Beep—beep beep—beep—

The instrument emitted a second type of prompt tone.

Rong Shi felt the fingertips in his palm trembling.

“The second option?” The hoarse voice had a barely perceptible sob mixed with laughter. “What a coincidence, it’s the same as what I was thinking.”

“Don’t be afraid, I’ll be with you.”

Too risky!

Even though he knew the little cat would succeed, it still made Rong Shi’s heart clench fiercely.

Risking it himself was one thing, but letting the person he loved risk it was another matter entirely.

Suddenly, the warmth in his palm disappeared.

In a panic, Rong Shi suddenly opened his eyes. The white light was so glaring that it made him squint.

After a brief adjustment, he gradually saw his surroundings clearly.

This was the King’s bedchamber.

An alpha man with long golden hair stood with his back to him at the foot of the bed, wearing a floor-length black dress. The layers of black gauze fell like feathers, light and ethereal.

Like a black swan, elegant to the extreme, mad to the core.

This can’t be—a wedding dress, can it?

Rong Shi was stunned.

Without him having to guess, the alpha turned around, a pair of light-colored peach-blossom eyes smiling at him.

“So slow, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Seeing his face, Rong Shi’s pupils quaked.

Kitty actually wore a wedding dress!

But why was there a slit on the side of the skirt?

And it was cut so high, his thigh was exposed!

Why was he barefoot? Wasn’t the floor cold?

“You, why are you wearing a wedding dress?” Rong Shi heard his own voice was tight, and he even stuttered unconsciously.

Song Yu walked over slowly, casually flicking the hair at the side of his neck. “Didn’t you ask me to wear it?”

Watching him approach, Rong Shi’s heart raced out of control, and he couldn’t look away at all.

“Am I beautiful?” Song Yu pressed against him, smiling.

Rong Shi wrapped his arms around his narrow waist, feeling light-headed.

What kind of deformed aesthetic is an alpha wearing a wedding dress?

While thinking this in his heart, he subconsciously said out loud, “Beautiful.”

I want to take you home and hide you away.

The atmosphere was just right. Just as the two were about to share a sweet kiss, Song Yu snorted with laughter and spat out three words: “Old lecher.”

Rong Shi’s eyes snapped open. He gasped for breath, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

The room was dim. Judging by the furnishings, it was his own home.

He clutched his wildly beating heart, unable to understand why he would have such an outrageous dream.

It must be because Xiao Yu said they would wear wedding dresses and get married together that he had unlocked a strange door.

But what was with that hint of disappointment?

【01: Obviously, you dreamed it because you wanted to see it so much, you old lech—ow ow ow! Don’t mute me, I was wrong, quq.】

“How could I possibly want to see Xiao Yu in a wedding dress?” Rong Shi retorted with a straight face, but the image of Song Yu from his dream automatically appeared in his mind, and his tone unconsciously changed. “I just want to take it off—”

However, it looked like it would be very difficult to take off.

【01: You you you—you’ve exposed yourself!】

Rong Shi came back to his senses and tried to salvage the situation with a wooden face. “And then change him into normal clothes.”

【01: Brainwave analysis shows that statement is false. You’re trying to fool a child, hah.】

Rong Shi: “…”

This battle armor is no longer needed.

Knock knock knock—

It was only four in the morning. A knock came from the door, along with Rong Guang’s loud voice.

“Son, wake up! If you don’t get up now, you’ll miss the auspicious time for getting married!”

Rong Shi: “…”

I should have beaten him up back then.

Today was his and Xiao Yu’s wedding day.

The royal family’s procedures were extremely cumbersome, and preparations had to begin early in the morning.

Amidst the continuous knocking on the door, Rong Shi rubbed his throbbing temples and got up to open the door.

In the process, he also heard his dad’s helpless voice trying to dissuade him.

“Honey, your voice is too loud. You’ll chase away the good luck.”

Rong Guang: “Then I’ll be quieter. Otherwise, if my son is not happy after getting married, he’ll blame me.”

Rong Shi: “…”

His hands were itching.

He opened the door and saw Ji Ruo with a jacket draped over his shoulders. He said hurriedly, “Dad, it’s still early. You should go back and rest first.”

“How can I do that?” Ji Ruo clearly disagreed. “You’re getting married today. How can I sleep?”

Ji Ruo and Rong Guang entered the room together.

Rong Guang took out a compass and muttered, “30 degrees southeast. Oh, it’s facing the jujube tree in the yard.”

He grabbed Rong Shi, who was about to go wash up, and pressed him down into a chair.

In Rong Shi’s confused yet dangerous gaze, he said with a grin, “In the morning, A-Ruo will comb your hair, and I’ll shave you. Be good.”

Rong Shi: “…”

As they were talking, Ji Ruo was already standing behind Rong Shi with a comb, reciting his lines.

“First comb to the end… second comb for white hair together… third comb for a house full of children and grandchildren…”

Rong Shi: “…”

A house full of children and grandchildren?

As he recited, Ji Ruo couldn’t help but sigh, “I didn’t expect you to be the one to get married off first.”

Rong Shi: “…………”

“Brother?”

Behind him, Mianmian walked in, yawning and dazed.

Seeing him holding a nail clipper, Rong Shi had a bad feeling.

“Go to sleep.”

Mianmian shook his head, sat down on the floor next to the chair, and started cutting Rong Shi’s nails while holding his hand. “I have a mission this morning.”

The Rong family members were all tall. Although Mianmian was weak, at 11 years old, his height had already exceeded 1.7 meters, which was above average for his age.

This guy isn’t even awake, he can’t even open his eyes, and he’s cutting my nails?

Rong Shi didn’t dare to move at all, afraid of seeing blood.

“The floor is cold. Move a stool over,” Rong Shi said.

Mianmian: “It’s not cold. My butt has a lot of meat.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Rong Guang lightly kicked Mianmian. “Here, sit on my slippers.”

“Son, lift your chin a little.” Rong Guang squeezed shaving foam onto Rong Shi’s face and gestured back and forth with a razor. “Why is this so different from shaving myself?”

Rong Shi: “…”

Are these really the royal family’s procedures? Is there something wrong somewhere?

Rong Shi closed his eyes and gave up struggling.

Forget it, it’s only for today. Let them do whatever they want.

At the same time, all the attendants in the palace changed into new uniforms. The various areas were decorated under the command of the relevant persons in charge, and the entire palace was completely new.

“The flowers here are not right! Who told you to use lace as decorative ribbons? Change them all to satin!” Qin Luo quickly walked through the corridor, correcting mistakes as he went, his speech rapid. “What is that string of bright red things over there?”

The person in charge tried hard to keep up with his speed, wiping his sweat as he said, “Those are pomegranates, representing many children and grandchildren.”

Qin Luo glared at him fiercely, picked a pomegranate, and threw it at him. “Has your damn brain been smeared with shit? Get them down quickly!”

The person in charge hurriedly caught it. “Yes, yes!”

Qin Luo inspected the area, left the flustered group of people, and walked towards the King’s bedchamber.

From a distance, he saw many attendants going in and out.

“So lively.” Qin Luo walked up the steps, eating the pomegranate with a grin.

Inside the vast bedchamber, two rows of attendants stood by with trays, waiting.

Song Yu stood in front of a huge full-length mirror, while four dressers removed the complicated, floor-length magnificent robe for him.

According to royal etiquette, the King had to first go to the royal chapel for baptism on his wedding day.

“Your Majesty,” Qin Luo walked in.

In front of outsiders, he obediently saluted and reported on the various wedding progress and guest arrangements.

“Arrange a seat for the Shen family’s two elders at the head of the great nobles’ row,” Song Yu said, pushing away the dresser’s hand and taking off the crown himself.

Qin Luo hesitated. “Okay, but the two elders don’t like to contend with others. If they are seated next to some—I’m afraid it will spoil their mood.”

“Seat them next to Rong Guang. They’ll have someone to look after them,” Song Yu thought for a moment. “Arrange for Ji Ming to be with them too.”

Qin Luo grinned. “Good!”

The four dressers each had their own duties, strictly following the etiquette of dressing to put on the next ceremonial robe for Song Yu.

Song Yu waved his hand. “Bring that suit over.”

Qin Luo followed the direction he pointed.

It was a light-colored suit, very different from a normal suit. The lines were simple and elegant, the texture excellent, and at the same time, it retained the details that a royal ceremonial robe should have.

But this suit was supposed to be worn for the evening banquet.

The dressers looked at each other, all in a difficult position.

Seeing that they didn’t dare to move or raise any objections, Qin Luo felt sorry for them and said casually, “Your Majesty, this suit is for the evening. It’s too early to wear it now.”

Song Yu beckoned for an attendant to come over. “It’s not early.”

He took off the satin tie and said as he put it on, “You go and arrange for a car now. I’m going to pick up my bride in a bit.”

Qin Luo was about to nod, but hearing the last half of the sentence, he was dumbfounded. “Pick up the bride?!”

This step isn’t in the procedure, right?

So, so exciting!

When the dressers and attendants heard this, their faces turned pale.

His Majesty was not following the procedure at all. Wouldn’t all the work be disrupted?

What to do!

When Cola rushed in, he happened to hear this sentence, and his eyes sparkled. “What’s this about picking up the bride? I’m going too!”

Rong Shi had been tormented by his entire family all morning and finally had breakfast at the crack of dawn.

Mianmian sat beside him, seeing that he was no different from usual, and asked curiously, “Don’t they say that on your wedding day, you’ll be too nervous to eat? You seem to be eating quite well.”

Rong Shi was unhurried, but in reality, he was eating very quickly.

“You’ll know when you get married.”

As the two brothers were talking, a knock sounded on the door.

Mianmian put down his chopsticks to open the door.

Rong Shi: “Walk slowly, don’t fall.”

Mianmian: “I’m not a child.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his left foot tripped over his right, and he fell to the ground.

Rong Shi glanced at him coolly. “How many times have you fallen? You just don’t learn.”

Mianmian silently got up. “…”

It must be because I didn’t eat breakfast.

Outside the door, Chen Chen, Liu Hong, and the other two were dressed in suits with slicked-back hair, looking quite dapper.

Liu Hong pressed the doorbell again. “He’s not still in bed, is he?”

Hu Feng looked at the time. “We have to leave for the palace in more than half an hour. I don’t think so.”

At the request of the vast number of brothers in the legion, Chen Chen had started a personal live stream to record the entire wedding process.

The King’s wedding would be exclusively live-streamed online by the royal family.

But that was all for the big scenes.

He didn’t know if it was because the spectacle was too grand, or because the brothers in the legion had big mouths, but the number of viewers in the live stream room had already broken several billion and was still skyrocketing.

Chen Chen was in a dilemma and could only brace himself and continue streaming.

“We have already arrived at the Major General’s house. We’ll sneak a picture of him changing his clothes in a bit.”

The comment section was a stream of “ahhhh”—

“Boss, I kneel before you. Please make sure the picture is clear!”

“Quick, quick, quick, I can’t wait any longer [drools].”

“Isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you guys to do this? [Smile gradually turns perverted].”

“Why is the Major General’s garden full of weeds? So unique, hahaha.”

As they were talking, Bai Ting suddenly slapped his shoulder hard, pointed at the sky, and opened his mouth wide, just ‘ah-ah-ing’ for a long time without being able to say a complete sentence.

“What a fool,” Liu Hong complained, looking in the direction he was pointing. “Damn! Playing so excitingly!”

In the distance, a procession of ceremonial cars was grandly approaching. The pure white one in the middle was the King’s exclusive vehicle.

The door opened a crack, and Mianmian’s voice came from inside.

“Brother Chen, it’s you, so early—”

Before he could finish, Chen Chen grabbed the doorknob and slammed it shut.

“Mianmian, lock the door! Don’t open it for anyone!”

Mianmian: “…”

What are you playing at?

Chen Chen silently raised the camera, aimed it at the procession of ceremonial cars, and said seriously, “Brothers, it’s time to show our strength.”

Bai Ting and Hu Feng automatically walked to his sides, blocking the door tightly.

Liu Hong stood on the next step down, his hands in his pockets, the aura of the military academy’s school tyrant crushing the whole scene.

The procession of ceremonial cars stopped outside the gate. The Royal Guards, dressed in special military ceremonial uniforms, lined up on both sides of the gate.

The door of the pure white hover car opened, and Song Yu walked out, holding a bouquet of flowers.

The live stream froze for a full ten seconds before the comment section resumed.

“Ahhhhh, His Majesty has come in person to pick up the Major General!”

“I knew today would be a day of dog abuse, but I didn’t expect it to be this abusive.”

“His Majesty is absolutely beautiful, ahhhhh, I’m so looking forward to the picture of the two of them standing together!!”

“Exciting, hahaha, Deputy Adjutant Chen and Captain Liu obviously don’t want His Majesty to go in.”

Qin Luo and Cola followed behind Song Yu and walked in.

Seeing the four people blocking the door, Song Yu’s peripheral vision swept over the floating camera in mid-air and the crowd of people constantly gathering around. He chuckled lightly, “You even dare to block my path?”

Liu Hong nervously swallowed his saliva and stuck his neck out. “You are the groom, and I am the best man. As a best man, of course, I have to fulfill the duties of a best man.”

Song Yu: “Then what do you want to do?”

Chen Chen walked to Liu Hong’s side. The two looked at each other and laughed.

In the room, Rong Shi heard the noise outside and put down his bowl and chopsticks.

“01.”

The terminal’s decorative buckle automatically opened, and a blue crystal flew out, turning into a small metal ball.

“The madam has come to pick up the bride.”

As it spoke, it opened the surveillance screen.

Seeing Song Yu in a suit, the corners of Rong Shi’s mouth turned up, his eyes filled with a smile.

“You only smile so happily when you see him,” Mianmian walked over and lay on his back, looking at the screen. “Why are Brother Chen and the others so consciously taking on the roles of bridesmaids?”

Rong Shi: “…Maybe they have a young girl’s heart inside.”

Rong Guang sat next to Rong Shi, holding a cup and watching.

“Oh my, so handsome! If it were me, I’d marry him too.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Mianmian: “…”

Receiving the gazes of his two sons, and seeing Ji Ruo also looking over from the corner of his eye, Rong Guang cleared his throat. “Wife is still the most handsome.”

Ji Ruo withdrew his gaze and continued to clear the plates.

Outside the door, Song Yu gave the four gatekeepers huge red envelopes, and also had Qin Luo go to the car to get the prepared small red envelopes to distribute to the spectating crowd.

“Wow, we get some too?!”

“Thank you, Your Majesty!”

“Happy wedding!”

“May you have a hundred years of happiness together!”

Those who could live in the Shengde District were either rich or noble.

But they were all grinning from ear to ear because of the few golden melon seeds in the red envelopes.

This was a wedding red envelope from His Majesty! The royal seal was printed on the golden melon seeds. You couldn’t buy it for any amount of money!

The four gatekeepers were dazed by the red envelopes.

Looking at the long string of zeros that had arrived in their terminals, and the energy star that had been transferred to their names in a second, they were all floating.

His Majesty is so generous!

“Is the live stream on?” Song Yu asked.

Chen Chen cleared his throat. “It’s on.”

Song Yu snapped his fingers and called out 00.

“Pull me in, and send out red envelopes.”

This was tens of billions of viewers! How many red envelopes would be enough?

If we scam His Majesty like this, we’re probably going to face crazy retaliation from the boss.

Once the red envelopes came, the live stream room went even crazier. The number of viewers skyrocketed, approaching ten billion.

Song Yu looked at the camera and smiled. “Everyone has worked hard squatting for the live stream so early in the morning. The red envelopes are not much, just a small token of my appreciation.”

Qin Luo: “Your Majesty, someone said they came late and didn’t get one.”

Song Yu: “00, you take over from here. Send one out every ten minutes.”

00: “Received!”

The four gatekeepers trembled. “…”

I’m afraid a single military caning won’t be enough for this.

Are you playing with the groom or with us?

Chen Chen was scared. He tugged at Liu Hong and quickly made way.

“Please, come in, please.”

In the room, Mianmian was squatting by the window, peeking.

Watching the surveillance screen was not as exciting as seeing it with his own eyes.

Mianmian said eagerly, “Ah, golden melon seeds. I want some too.”

00 squatted on his head. “Ah, Grandpa 01 wants some too.”

A knock on the door came. Mianmian’s spirits were lifted. He took a deep breath and stood behind the door.

“Only open the door if you give a red envelope!”

Rong Shi: “…”

He’s grown up.

It became quiet outside.

Mianmian pressed his ear against the door to listen carefully.

“Mianmian, open the door. It’s me.”

A clear and bright voice, with the unique hoarseness of a young man.

Cola?

Mianmian thought for a moment and secretly opened the door a crack.

The moment he saw him, Cola looked wronged. “I haven’t eaten. I’m so hungry.”

Mianmian subconsciously wanted to open the door, but suddenly came to his senses and closed the gap again. “Today is a special situation. No red envelope, no opening the door.”

After thinking for a moment, he passed the buck to Rong Shi. “My brother said so.”

Cola took out a stack of red envelopes from his pocket and grinned. “I hid them. They’re all for you.”

Mianmian: “!!!”

Rong Shi simply couldn’t bear to look. “…”

Falling into the wolf cub’s trap so easily. It seems I have to increase his training volume.

Song Yu passed the test of his little brother-in-law without any effort. He straightened his cuffs, preparing to push the door open in a good mood.

But the first push didn’t open it.

He looked up and saw a metal ball stuck in the top of the door crack. The claws extending from both sides of the ball were tightly gripping the door and the door frame. The words “aggrieved” were even carved on the surface of the ball.

“Grandpa 01 also wants a red envelope.”

Song Yu: “…”

Qin Luo handed over a few bags of golden melon seeds. A small claw extended from the 01 ball, one claw for each bag, taking them all. It quickly turned into a red envelope flower.

“This is not the kind I want.”

Qin Luo: “…”

Then why did you still take it?

Song Yu beckoned with his finger, and 00 flew over, holding an energy stone.

“Brother, I’ll share half with you.”

01: “!!!”

Rong Shi: “…”

The battle armor’s programming also needs to be modified again.

The last line of defense was broken. Song Yu finally pushed open the Rong family’s door and saw Rong Shi standing next to the two elders at a glance.

He was wearing a mid-length black military ceremonial uniform, a golden sash hanging from his shoulder, and a military belt outlining his narrow waist. His gaze, looking over, was cold and focused, but he couldn’t hide the smile in his eyes.

Bunny’s gaze is too seductive. He might as well just kill me.

The elders were present, so Song Yu resisted the urge to rush over.

Rong Guang and Ji Ruo had changed their clothes early and were waiting. Seeing him come in, they immediately saluted.

“No need,” Song Yu helped them up. “Today, I am the junior.”

This was not part of the procedure, but since he had met the elders, Song Yu still obediently served tea.

Ji Ruo handed over the prepared red envelope with both hands. “From now on, I’ll have to trouble Your Majesty to take care of my Xiao Shi.”

Song Yu took it and smiled. “Don’t worry, I will.”

Song Yu walked slowly towards Rong Shi and handed him the bouquet.

“Wife, I’ve come to pick you up.”

Everyone surrounded them, smiling fondly like an aunt. Even the live stream room suddenly went quiet.

Rong Shi looked at the flowers handed to him, held both the hand and the flowers, and leaned over to kiss Song Yu on the lips.

“It’s been hard on you, this journey.”

It had taken them two lifetimes, breaking through a one-in-ten-thousand-million chance, for them to finally reach this day.

The two of them held hands and got into the ceremonial car together.

As soon as they got in the car, Song Yu was like a deflated balloon, leaning on Rong Shi’s shoulder, not wanting to move.

Rong Shi rubbed his head and asked in a low voice, “Didn’t you rest well last night?”

“You weren’t here, so I had nightmares all night again.” Song Yu closed his eyes, his fingers intertwined with his. “I was woken up at two o’clock, went to the church in clothes that weighed dozens of pounds to listen to them chant, and my ears are still ringing now.”

Hearing him complain in a small voice, Rong Shi couldn’t help but smile.

“If you don’t want to go, can they force you?”

Song Yu: “I heard that if you listen to them chant, the marriage can last for a long, long time.”

Rong Shi: “…You believe that too?”

“I waited more than twenty years to marry you. I have to be cautious, right?” Song Yu chuckled lowly. “What if the cooked rabbit runs away? Where would I go to cry?”

Rong Shi held it in, but couldn’t hold it in any longer. He hooked his chin and kissed him.

“I can’t escape from your palm anymore—”

The Royal Auditorium was filled with guests, all craning their necks to wait for the enfeoffment ceremony that was about to be held here.

Historically, the Queen’s title was always bestowed after the wedding, but Song Yu had placed this enfeoffment ceremony on the day of the wedding, and even scheduled it before the ceremony, which was enough to show how much he valued Rong Shi.

On such a formal occasion, everyone was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had to maintain their composure.

A noble lady sat upright, but was secretly watching the live stream, biting her lip and smiling secretly.

“Are you watching the live stream?” Qian Xun leaned over to look and said in a low voice.

“You’re watching too?” the noble lady covered her mouth and whispered, “They’re so sweet, I’m dying from all the shipping!”

Qian Xun wrapped his arms around his own omega male wife, the velvet long dress slipping down her upturned long legs. She smiled coolly, “That’s their usual way of showing public affection. You’ll get used to it.”

The noble lady glanced at the omega’s belly and asked with a smile, “How many months along? It’s much bigger than the last time I saw it.”

Qian Xun patted his wife’s belly. “The last time you saw was the second child. This is the third.”

Noble lady: “…”

Your way of showing public affection is also very hardcore.

At eight o’clock sharp, the main door of the auditorium opened.

The Royal Guard led the way, lining up on both sides of the red carpet.

Song Yu walked along the red carpet towards the high platform. Everyone stood up and saluted at the same time.

After a series of lengthy opening remarks, they followed Song Yu’s gaze and all looked at the main door.

A moment later, Rong Shi walked in slowly, dressed in a black military uniform.

Although there were thousands of people in the hall, Song Yu and Rong Shi only saw each other in their eyes.

Rong Shi walked to Song Yu. Just as his knee bent, he was held up by Song Yu.

“No need,” Song Yu helped him up.

But Rong Shi gently broke free and knelt on one knee.

In Song Yu’s astonished gaze, he chuckled lightly, “At this moment, you are my sovereign.”

Song Yu smiled helplessly, took the medal representing the Prince Consort, pinned it on him, and placed a kiss on his forehead.

“You are mine.”

Rong Shi chuckled, took his fingertips, and returned a kiss on the hand.

“I have always been yours.”

Chen Chen, Liu Hong, and the others saw that the ceremony was over and immediately led the applause.

The entire enfeoffment ceremony was live-streamed online, and the comments and bullet comments had already gone crazy—

“Ahhhhh, I’m crying. The rank of Prince Consort is higher than Queen!”

“A divine love! I can do it again!”

“I never thought the love between two alphas could be so sweet!”

“They look so good together, ahhhhhh.”

From the auditorium to the church, one had to cross the entire Pilgrimage Street.

Historically, after the ceremony, the King would take a ceremonial car along Pilgrimage Street, circle the Shengde District, and then return to the palace.

But today, they did the exact opposite.

Song Yu abandoned the ceremonial car and walked hand in hand with Rong Shi towards the church.

The road was blocked off by the Royal Guard on both sides, and behind them, a crowd of citizens had long since gathered.

They waved the national flag, wore Q-version stickers of Rong Shi and Song Yu on their bodies, and many people even wore mascot costumes of their Star Battle virtual avatars.

The two of them walked and looked, entering the church amidst the blessings of the crowd.

In the church’s reception hall, Song Zheng and Shen Sinian were helping their son entertain the guests.

After retiring, Song Zheng followed his wife everywhere, completely taking on the role of a personal assistant.

The matter of the experimental subjects was too involved, and they were afraid of missing something.

They wanted to go around and see, and also have a honeymoon that was decades late.

Song Zheng personally took the two elders of the Shen family to their seats in the viewing gallery. When he came back, he saw his wife chatting with the Rong couple.

Shen Sinian looked at Ji Ruo. “How has your health been these past two years?”

Ji Ruo smiled. “It’s slowly getting better.”

Five years ago, he no longer needed to hibernate regularly. At that time, Song Zheng appointed him as a special supervisory consultant to assist Rong Guang in handling the follow-up affairs of the experimental subjects.

Now he was also a Major.

“That’s good,” Shen Sinian chuckled lightly. “For old Rong to have a wife like you, I don’t know what kind of good fortune he accumulated in which lifetime.”

“Hey, if you’re going to praise, then praise. Why are you also putting me down?” Rong Guang was unhappy. He looked at Ji Ruo and said, “Don’t listen to him. I’m so outstanding, you’re not at a loss for marrying me.”

Ji Ruo shook his head helplessly and asked Shen Sinian, “I heard you’ve quit smoking recently?”

Shen Sinian had been smiling smugly, but at this question, his expression froze.

“Mm… I’m getting old, so…”

“Sinian,” Song Zheng walked over and held his waist. “Are you tired? Do you want to go and rest for a while?”

From the corner of his eye, he saw the Rong couple’s expressions gradually becoming subtle. Shen Sinian was so embarrassed he wanted to die.

“How can I be tired from just standing for a while?”

Song Zheng frowned. “But you’re just pregnant—”

Shen Sinian wanted to punch this big mouth to death.

“I’m a doctor myself.”

Rong Guang felt an inexplicable sense of victory and said with a smile, “Old Shen, how many months along are you?”

Seeing his partner’s shyness, Song Zheng patted his head, a look of happiness on his face. “Just two months. We’re planning to do in vitro cultivation. I don’t want him to be too tired.”

As they were talking, they saw Qian Fan and Qin Lin walking in from outside from a distance, bringing Ji Ming with them.

Both parties went to greet them.

“Teacher Qian, Uncle Qin,” Rong Guang greeted them one by one.

Qian Fan first greeted Song Zheng and Shen Sinian, then turned to Rong Guang. “You brat, you’re happy today, aren’t you?”

Rong Guang: “Of course, I’m so happy I’m about to cry.”

Ji Ming joined in the banter for a few sentences, then walked to Ji Ruo’s side and asked in a low voice, “A-Ruo, I’ll give you a check-up later.”

Ji Ruo nodded. “Thank you for your hard work.”

There were more and more guests in the reception hall. Song Zheng was afraid his wife would get tired, so he first took him to rest. The Qian couple and the Rong couple stayed behind to help them greet the guests.

Rong Guang held a wine glass and asked in a low voice, “Honey, did you know he was pregnant long ago?”

He didn’t even know that Shen Sinian had quit smoking. How could A-Ruo know?

“Mm, the faint tobacco smell on him was gone, and there was also a subtle difference in his body shape,” Ji Ruo’s voice was very faint.

Rong Guang looked at his wife and said nothing, but his mind was racing.

So was his wife trying to get back at him for him just now?

Too, too cute, boohoohoo—

His sleeve was tugged. Rong Guang came back to his senses and saw Ji Ruo’s eyes sparkling, looking at him with anticipation. “I also want—”

“No.”

Before he could finish, Rong Guang interrupted him.

Ji Ruo: “…”

—I just want to drink.

At 9:50, all the guests entered the ceremony hall and took their seats.

At 9:55, the Royal Guard lined up, the choir entered, and the Pope led a group of bishops to welcome the arrival of the newlyweds.

Outside the venue, Rong Shi and Song Yu changed into their ceremonial robes and walked up the church steps.

Mianmian and Cola, as flower children, followed on either side.

The ceremonial robes of a Prince Consort and a King were very different, but for this wedding, Song Yu had specially modified them, removing the cumbersome details and creating almost identical styles for the two of them. The only difference was that his was based on white, while Rong Shi’s was based on black.

“Are you nervous?” Rong Shi asked.

Song Yu sneered. “How could I be?”

Rong Shi: “I’m nervous.”

Song Yu: “…”

Rong Shi reached out his hand. “If you hold my hand, I won’t be nervous.”

Song Yu laughed out loud. “Okay, brother will hold your hand and walk you.”

At ten o’clock sharp, the ceremonial music began.

The two of them walked hand in hand into the ceremony hall, amidst the blessings of everyone.

They faced each other, listening to the Pope recite the wedding vows, and unforgettable scenes from their past and present lives flashed before their eyes.

This road, they had walked it for an incredibly long and difficult time.

But all the pain had borne sweet fruit at this moment.

When exchanging rings, Song Yu noticed that Rong Shi’s fingertips were trembling slightly.

When he said “I do,” Rong Shi saw the tears welling up in Song Yu’s eyes.

The two exchanged a long kiss.

Amidst the cheerful noise of the guests, Rong Shi held Song Yu, blocking everyone’s view.

“Don’t cry,” he comforted in a low voice. “If you cry, I’ll want to cry too.”

Song Yu’s eyes were red, and he couldn’t help but smile. “I’m just too happy.”

The King’s wedding banquet was to be held for three consecutive days.

At the evening banquet, Jin Dazhao rushed over with Qing Song and others.

Jin Dazhao raised his wine glass and downed it in one gulp. “The journey was too far, but at least we made it. I wish you an early birth of a noble son. I’m reserving one.”

Rong Shi was helpless. “Didn’t Mianmian already take you as his master? Isn’t that enough?”

Jin Dazhao: “Your father’s debt to me has been paid, but yours is still outstanding.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Most of those attending the evening banquet were powerful and influential people, or people who had a good relationship with Rong Shi and Song Yu. Being toasted was unavoidable.

Song Yu secretly counted the number of glasses Rong Shi drank.

When he counted to twenty, he blocked him.

Rong Shi would sleep very soundly after getting drunk, and wouldn’t be able to do anything important.

“Your Majesty, that’s a toast for our boss.” Liu Hong was a little dumbfounded when he saw Song Yu down a whole glass of red wine.

Song Yu: “Partners are one. Toasting him is the same as toasting me.”

He looked at the other eager old soldiers and filled another glass. “Who else wants to toast?”

The others looked at each other.

Someone thought that since it was a happy day, being a little bolder shouldn’t be a problem.

He raised his wine glass, but before he could speak, he received a sharp glance from Rong Shi.

“Who are you toasting?”

Everyone: “…”

Who the hell would dare to toast now? Wouldn’t we be skinned alive when we get back to the legion?

Seeing that it was past midnight, Song Yu lost his patience for socializing and gradually became irritable.

Everyone subtly sensed his mood and didn’t dare to get any closer.

After sending Shen Sinian back to rest, Song Zheng patted his son’s shoulder. “You two go back first. Your third uncle and I will handle things here.”

Song Yu: “Okay.”

Walking out the door, Rong Shi hooked Song Yu’s hand and said in a small voice, “Wife, I’m dizzy.”

Song Yu: “…”

Is he drunk again?

“Wait a little longer to be dizzy.” Song Yu pulled him and hurried towards the bedchamber.

Back at their residence, Song Yu dismissed everyone and took off Rong Shi’s coat himself.

The drunk Rong Shi was particularly obedient, raising his hand when told to raise his hand, and bending over when told to bend over.

The expensive ceremonial robe was casually thrown to the ground by Song Yu.

“You sit here first. The hot water isn’t ready yet.”

Rong Shi rubbed his sleepy eyes and nodded. “Thank you for your hard work.”

Song Yu: “…”

Wait, once he’s soaked in the hot water, won’t he just fall asleep?

What’s the point of taking a shower? Let’s just do it first!

Song Yu sat next to Rong Shi and whispered seductively, “You know I’ve worked hard. Shouldn’t you fulfill my wish tonight?”

Seeing him look over, Song Yu’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

After losing the first move, he had been stuck in the bottom position, never to return.

It was pleasurable, yes, but that didn’t conflict with his desire to top Rong Shi.

Just as Song Yu thought Rong Shi was about to nod, he saw him tilt his head slightly and say in a puzzled tone, “The check doesn’t seem to have been used up yet.”

Song Yu: “…”

Happiness, my ass, it’s all a lie.