Chapter 001: She Got Married
"All of you, step back." The cold voice held no trace of joy. Dongfang Ningxin silently lamented, it seemed that this man was quite dissatisfied with the marriage. Such a detached tone fully revealed his displeasure
Accompanied by the sound of snow falling proudly, Dongfang Ningxin felt a sharp pain in her forehead. It was not just the Xi Pa; her full head of black hair was also forcefully pulled away, and the hairpins on her head fell to the ground. The force of it brought her down hard, causing her to kneel heavily. With her lowered gaze, she saw a pair of black leather boots belonging to a man.
As the sun sets in the west, the sky is adorned with brilliant fiery clouds, casting a red and splendid hue. The orange-red glow of the sunset spreads generously, illuminating every corner of the Snow Prince's residence in the Heavenly Radiance Dynasty, rendering this layered and seemingly endless estate magnificent and picturesque.
The hall is vast and empty, yet the suffocating silence adds a touch of melancholy. If it were not for the festive and exquisite, dreamlike decorations, an uninformed person might mistake this for a funeral
At this moment, the wedding chamber of Prince Xue was even redder and more beautiful than the outside
"Lift your head and look at this king." The cold voice drifted over the head of Dongfang Ningxin, dispelling her desire to stand up; she did not have that qualification
All men in the world love beauty, all men in the world love appearances. Not to mention the young Prince Xue Tian'ao, who holds power both within and outside the court. With his pride and nobility, how would he treat her? Would he turn her directly into a cold corpse? Or would he make her life worse than death... Sitting quietly in the new room, Dongfang Ningxin patiently awaited the arrival of the man who would determine her fate. If it were not for her mother's hopes, she would rather die weakly than marry into the house of the Prince Xue. The door creaked open, and steady, powerful footsteps entered from outside. Sitting quietly in the new room, Dongfang Ningxin patiently awaited the arrival of the man who would determine her fate. If it were not for her mother's hopes, she would rather die weakly than marry into the house of the Prince Xue. The door creaked open, and steady, powerful footsteps entered from outside.
Dongfang Ningxin's face ... was destroyed in a great fire, a nameless fire that claimed the life of Dongfang Ningxin's mother and also burned away her fate
Wow ... ...
The veil obscured her features, and no one could discern the expression of the woman beneath it at this moment. She sat quietly like a puppet, or rather, she was no different from a puppet, equally lacking autonomy, equally subject to manipulation... Dongfang Ningxin, the renowned daughter of a high-ranking official in the Tianyao Dynasty, a talented woman of her generation, was also the chosen candidate for empress by the late emperor of the Tianyao Dynasty. However... her fate was altered by a decree from the new emperor.
Dongfang Ningxin could only kneel in humiliation, bearing the title of princess yet being worse than a servant, with no right to rise... Without the cover of Xipa, Dongfang Ningxin could feel even more the coldness and sharpness in Xue Tian's arrogant tone. The rumors of that person being brutal and bloodthirsty, unruly and unrestrained, seem to hold true.
One decree, two marriages; in the Eastern Mansion, two daughters are married, one to the Emperor and the other to a King, one as a consort and the other as a concubine, which is an overwhelming honor. ... The entire Eastern Mansion is immersed in this immense joy, yet who knows the heartache behind this joy, her suffering, her embarrassment, her sorrow ... ... Dongfang Ningxin, the legitimate eldest daughter of the Dongfang Xiangfu, the future Empress of the Tianyao Kingdom appointed by the late Emperor, has become a concubine due to the disfigurement of half her face. To make matters worse, she is to marry a man who is incompatible with the Emperor. It is evident that what awaits her is not death but humiliation. The legitimate eldest daughter of the Dongfang Xiangfu, the future Empress of the Tianyao Kingdom appointed by the late Emperor, has become a concubine due to the disfigurement of half her face. To make matters worse, she is to marry a man who is incompatible with the Emperor. It is evident that what awaits her is not death but humiliation.
Ugly woman? What a sarcastic term, yet it is an undeniable fact. Suppressing the bitterness in her heart, Dongfang Ningxin could not see the proud expression of Xue Tian through the veil, but she could clearly hear the unhidden anger in his tone. It is understandable; does this anger need to be concealed from her, Dongfang Ningxin?
"Dongfang Ningxin, is it true that the ugly woman whom the Crown Prince does not want?" Xue Tian'ao, even on the day of the grand wedding, still wore a black robe, with a tall figure and handsome features, originally a remarkable young man of the world, yet those cold and emotionless black eyes turned him into a frigid and aloof man.
How much can a woman's beauty be worth? In the past, she did not know, for her mother only told her that talent and character are the most important things in this world, "A woman without talent is virtuous"—that is what men fear about strong women. However, after her beauty was completely destroyed, she finally understood the value of that face. Dressed in a bright red wedding gown, she sat in a swaying carriage, marrying far away from the imperial city to the Snow Prince's residence, a marriage imposed upon her like a child's play. One can imagine how unbearable her marriage would be and how the man who married her would treat her. No man in this world can accept a woman rejected by his own brother, especially when that woman is notoriously ugly. Sitting in the swaying carriage, she married far away from the imperial city to the Snow Prince's residence, a marriage imposed upon her like a child's play. One can imagine how unbearable her marriage would be and how the man who married her would treat her. No man in this world can accept a woman rejected by his own brother, especially when that woman is notoriously ugly.
"Eastern tranquility, very well, I shall see just how ugly a woman my royal brother intends to bestow upon me."
By the imperial decree, the Emperor summons and proclaims that the eldest daughter of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Ningxin, is gentle, virtuous, and possesses both talent and virtue. She is granted in marriage to Prince Xue Tian'ao of the Xue family. The second daughter, Dongfang Fanxin, is intelligent and wise, dignified and elegant, and is officially conferred the title of Empress of the Tianyao Kingdom.
Dressed in a bright red wedding gown, Dongfang Ningxin sat quietly in the bridal chamber of the Snow Prince's residence. Today was her wedding day, yet she felt no joy or anticipation; all that filled her was a deep sense of unease. This wedding was destined to be unwelcome, and as the bride, she was fated to be unloved. Moreover, her fate was also destined to evoke sympathy from others.
"Yes, Your Highness, I am Dongfang Ningxin." Her calm tone concealed a strong resilience; Dongfang Ningxin is a woman who appears gentle on the outside but is fierce within
The voices of the matchmaker and the maid in the room conveyed a sense of respect mixed with a hint of anxiety
The pain, a tingling pain in the scalp, so intense that it brings one to the brink of tears, yet the snow day arrogantly denies her the opportunity to express her pain
Dongfang Ningxin slowly raised her head, looking at the extraordinarily handsome man before her with calm eyes. His black hair flowed like a waterfall, his sword-like brows slanted elegantly, and his eyes shone like bright stars, yet they were so cold that they seemed capable of freezing the vast starry sky. He exuded an aura of sharpness from head to toe. Such a man is truly a dragon among men, and with just one glance, Dongfang Ningxin was captivated and could not look away. This man possessed the kind of allure that could drive any woman mad. Even if it was fraught with danger, even if it meant flying into the fire.