Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

Shedding his usual casual white robes, he donned a dark black wedding gown trimmed with red. The dragon patterns embroidered with gold thread shone brightly in the morning light, and a bright red silk sash was tied around his waist. The jade fan at his waist, with its landscape and starry sky design, accentuated his noble bearing and added a touch of festivity.

Her golden hair was tied up high, and she wore a crimson gold crown. A few strands of hair fell across her forehead and were gently stirred by the morning breeze.

He looked down at the dense crowd below, his expression calm and composed, without a trace of tension or elation, standing quietly, waiting for the auspicious hour to arrive.

"Your Majesty, the auspicious time is approaching."

Luo Xu quickly climbed the steps, bowed, and reported in a low voice.

Xu Yanli nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the end of the red carpet in the square.

The eight-bearer golden phoenix sedan chair was already fully prepared and ready to go. The sedan chair was painted vermilion and gold, with intricate and gorgeous phoenix patterns. The curtains hanging down were half-closed, making it impossible to see the inside.

The wedding procession started from the Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion, circled the city, and finally returned to the square.

The bridal sedan chair led the way, followed closely by a grand procession. Drums and gongs resounded, suonas blared, and festive music filled the entire Ming capital.

The streets were packed with onlookers, everyone standing on tiptoe to get a better look, and cheers echoed through the air. Some cheered loudly, while others were moved to tears, covering their mouths and quietly shedding sobs.

"It is His Majesty's wedding! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"The Carefree Prince! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empress!"

Cheers echoed from the streets to the alleys, from outside the city to inside the palace, and the entire Ming capital was in a frenzy.

The bridal sedan chair came to a steady stop in the center of the square. The curtain was gently lifted, and the matchmaker stepped forward, carefully helping the bride to walk out slowly.

Today, Ye Guyi wore a bright red phoenix-patterned wedding robe, the gold-threaded phoenix designs shimmering in the morning light. Her heavy phoenix crown adorned her head, the intricate gold ornaments and dangling beads swaying gently with her steps, producing a soft, melodious tinkling sound.

A bright red veil concealed her face, but her slender hands, clutching the red silk ribbon, trembled slightly, revealing the tension and trepidation in her heart.

The matchmaker helped her up, step by step, slowly ascending the wedding platform.

Xu Yanli stood on the high platform, watching the approaching figure in bright red. A faint smile finally appeared on his usually cold face.

The smile was gentle, neither ostentatious nor intense, yet it was like the breaking of ice in the cold winter, a gentle tenderness that had accumulated in the heart flowing slowly, impossible to hide.

Ye Guyi stopped and stood in front of him.

One end of the red silk was handed into Xu Yanli's palm, while the other end was tightly gripped by Ye Guyi.

A strand of red silk binds the two of them for the rest of their lives.

The matchmaker beside them called out loudly, her clear voice resounding throughout the hall: "First bow to Heaven and Earth!"

Chapter 215 Five Women Rob the Bride

The two turned side by side, facing the vast天地 (heaven and earth) and all the people, and bowed deeply.

In the square below, civil and military officials and countless ordinary people bowed in unison.

No one knelt in worship; they all followed the rules set in advance by Xu Yanli.

Xu Yanli had previously stated that he would implement reforms after everything was over; if it didn't work in one generation, then it would continue for several generations...

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The high chair in the center of the platform was empty.

The late Emperor Riyue has long since passed away, and Princess Xu Wangshu is also no longer alive, so there are no elders to whom we can receive your respects.

Just when everyone thought it was a blank, two phantom images suddenly slid down from the sky.

One wore a purple hood, revealing silver hair, while the other wore light blue clothes, with brown hair flowing in the wind.

A projection of the god of destruction and the goddess of life.

Due to the rules of the divine realm, they were unable to descend in their true forms, but they still chose to send down two divine thoughts.

Xu Yanli and Ye Guyi exchanged a smile and then bowed to the two god-kings.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than chaos erupted below the platform.

Without the cheers of the people or the booming of cannons, several distinct streams of soul power suddenly exploded from all directions of the square, sweeping straight toward the high platform.

Xu Yanli frowned and turned his head to look.

Five figures soared into the air with a strong gust of wind, their speed so fast that they were just afterimages. In the blink of an eye, they landed steadily on the wedding platform, standing on either side of him and Ye Guyi.

Gu Yuena stood at the front, her long silver-white hair fluttering in the morning breeze, her amethyst-like eyes holding unreadable emotions.

With her hands behind her back, she appeared calm and composed, not at all like someone who had come to cause trouble at a wedding, but rather like the mistress of her own territory.

Zhang Lexuan followed closely behind, the silver-white martial spirit phantom behind her not yet completely disappearing.

She looked at Xu Yanli with a half-smile on her lips, but her eyes held a serious expression, not at all like she was joking.

On the other side, Xiao Xiao landed gently, her petite figure accentuated by her pale yellow dress.

She clutched the Nine Phoenixes Flute tightly in her hand, her eyes reddened, her lips pressed tightly together, looking both angry and aggrieved, as if she were sulking, or as if she were waiting for Xu Yanli's reply.

When Meng Hongchen finally landed, the chill emanating from Zhu Qingbingchan enveloped her, and a thin layer of white frost instantly formed at her feet.

Her gaze first swept over Ye Guyi, who was covered by a red veil, before falling back on Xu Yanli. Her eyes were filled with mixed emotions, a bitterness, resentment, and a stubbornness that seemed determined to go all out.

The most unexpected of all is the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

This auspicious beast from the Star Dou Great Forest has now transformed into the appearance of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

With messy golden hair draped casually over his shoulders, a pair of fluffy golden animal ears standing upright on his head, wide-open golden eyes, and puffed-out cheeks, he looked exactly like a little lion with its fur standing on end.

"What are you all doing here..." Xu Yanli looked at the scene before him, his lips twitching violently, and said helplessly, "Have you come here to drink at a wedding?"

Who wants to drink at your wedding!

The three-eyed golden lion was the first to lose its temper, immediately bristling with fury. Its golden eyes widened in fury: "Xu Yanli! Why do you only marry her! I want to marry you too!"

Xu Yanli was speechless for a moment, unsure of how to respond.

Xiao Xiao's eyes reddened, her fingertips gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her voice choked with emotion: "Xu Yanli, I've waited for you for so many years, ever since Shrek... Can't you just turn around and look at me?"

Zhang Lexuan was the most composed of the group. She crossed her arms and leaned lazily against the red pillar of the wedding stage, her silver hair falling over her shoulders. Her tone was calm, but carried an unyielding stubbornness: "My family is long gone. I'm all alone in the world. If you don't want me either, I'll really be homeless."

This was said as if it were a huge mistake for Xu Yanli not to take her in.

Meng Hongchen remained silent, staring intently at Xu Yanli, her eyes reddening and her lips tightly pressed together, her stubbornness preventing her from bowing her head. But the layers of frost at her feet, which had repeatedly frozen and solidified, betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

From beginning to end, only Gu Yuena remained silent.

She stood quietly at the very front, her purple eyes as calm as a bottomless lake, but no one could see through the thoughts hidden beneath the surface.

The grand wedding ceremony was instantly turned into chaos.

Five women, five pairs of intense yet complex gazes, all locked onto Xu Yanli. Expectation, resentment, unwillingness, and stubbornness—a myriad of emotions intertwined, pressing down on their hearts.

The matchmaker standing nearby was so frightened that she shrank into a corner, not daring to breathe.

Luo Xu stood frozen on the steps, unsure whether to move forward or backward, his face filled with embarrassment and helplessness.

The civil and military officials and tens of thousands of people in the square all looked up at the high platform, dumbfounded. After a few seconds of silence, a burst of whispers suddenly erupted.

"My God...is this a public abduction of a bride?"

"Five girls in total! That's quite a show of force!"

"Your Majesty is... far too popular..."

No one dared to say the rest aloud, but everyone's face was filled with shock and gossip.

Xu Yanli stood still, holding the red silk ribbon tightly in her hand, the other end of which was connected to Ye Guyi, who was covering her head with a veil.

No one saw the bride's expression, but the hand gripping the red silk was noticeably tighter.

He took a deep breath, about to speak to help him out, when suddenly a lazy chuckle came.

The laughter wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present, playful and casual, a clear sign of someone enjoying the spectacle.

Everyone instinctively looked up at the same time.

The God of Destruction sat lazily in his chair, legs crossed, looking down at the farce below with a half-smile, relaxed and amused.

Beside him, the goddess of life, with her emerald hair swaying gently in the wind, possessed a gentle and graceful appearance, yet her eyes held a hint of helpless smile as she quietly gazed down.

"That's interesting."

The God of Destruction took a sip of divine wine, his gaze sweeping over Gu Yuena and the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, a knowing glint in his eyes before returning to Xu Yanli, his smile deepening: "Kid, you're quite the ladies' man."

Xu Yanli's lips twitched again. Before he could reply, the God of Destruction casually chimed in, his tone as casual as if he were chatting: "In my opinion, we should just take them all."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slender hand quietly reached out to his waist.

With two fingertips, she precisely pinched the soft flesh at her waist and gently twisted it.

The smile on the God of Destruction's face froze instantly. He gasped sharply, forcing back the painful groan that was rising in his throat.

A sharp, throbbing pain shot through his lower back, but he dared not move or even furrow his brow.

After all, he was the God of Destruction, and he still had some pride.

The Goddess of Life beside her still smiled gently, tilted her head slightly, and asked softly in a voice only the two of them could hear, "What nonsense are you talking about, Little Purple!"

Chapter 216 Angelic Godhood

The God of Destruction held the wine glass with unwavering steadiness, his face maintaining the languid composure of a god-king, except for a slight twitch of a vein on his forehead.

"It's nothing." He said calmly, trying to smooth things over. "I mean, the wedding was quite lively and respectable."

The Goddess of Life gently withdrew her hand, raised her eyes to look at Ye Guyi on the high platform, and her gentle eyes softened.

The God of Destruction secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the pain in his waist still spreading, and he was already silently planning how to coax his goddess when he got back.

Xu Yanli took in the entire scene from high above and couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his lips.

It turns out that the mighty and supreme God of Destruction is just an ordinary person who would admit defeat in front of his own wife.

As if sensing his smile, the God of Destruction glared at him, his eyes blunt: "You brat, what are you laughing at? You'll understand when you settle down and start a family."

Xu Yanli wisely withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Ye Guyi, who was standing quietly beside him.

Her hand, holding the red silk, was still trembling slightly.

At this moment, the gentle voice of the Goddess of Life slowly rang out, spreading in all directions.