Chapter 1072 - 1074: Coronation Grand Wedding (1)
At the second hour of Yin Time, within the Prince’s Mansion.
Nangong Yi had already risen and was changing clothes with the help of several eunuchs. He put on his middle clothes and trousers, then a thin layer of Luo brocade, followed by dark clothes and crimson skirt-like trousers, and finally his robe. The collar and sleeves of his clothes carried a long-lasting and strong aroma, which momentarily bewildered him.
Today was the fifteenth of August, the day of his ascension to the throne and also the day he would marry the little girl. The former, he had schemed for over twenty years, yet he felt no joy at this moment, whereas the latter, who had unintentionally barged into his life, filled him with immense joy as if he had been reborn!
Such a strange feeling made him feel at a loss but also secretly delighted. It was quite extraordinary!
He raised his arms to allow the eunuchs to dress him in the outermost ceremonial robe, aligning the edges, tying the inner deep clothing’s waistband, then smoothing out the creases in his clothes, and finally wrapping around the Fuyun pattern embroidered ceremonial belt. All of this was carried out in silence, with only the rustling sound of the fabric being heard.
The eunuch who served him was personally selected by the Empress Dowager, his name was Yang Mingyong, a trusted confidant of hers, and very loyal to Nangong Yi. He performed all services for Nangong Yi without delegating to others, no matter how tiring or complex, he would complete it single-handedly.
He held the Tongtian Crown above Nangong Yi’s head, then adorned him with multicolored ribbons, yellow ivory bone ornaments, white feathers, blue and red silk edges, five colored decorations, four hundred crowns... He also presented a seven-foot-long Emperor’s Sword.
He muttered, "Today is Your Highness’ ascension to the throne and the day of the grand wedding. Her Majesty has instructed to pay close attention to everything and not let any mistakes occur..."
While muttering, he knelt at Nangong Yi’s feet and put on thick sandals for his bare feet.
Getting dressed in the full ceremonial attire – robe, crown, belt, sword, bands, skirt, swathes, sandals, pendants, and ornaments – took half an hour.
And Yang Mingyong had been muttering for half an hour too.