Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 477

Chapter 477: Wedding day

The Imperial Palace stood as a beacon of authority and magnificence, its spires reaching beyond the stratosphere, shimmering under the light of distant nebulae.

On this day, however, the grand halls and soaring archways were cloaked in hues of crimson, transforming the palace into a tapestry of red. It was a spectacle that spoke of celebration, tradition, and power.

The main entrance was an awe-inspiring display. The towering doors, forged from rare starsteel, had been adorned with intricate latticework of scarlet silk, embroidered with golden celestial motifs. Above them, a massive arch glowed faintly, its edges lined with iridescent energy threads pulsating in shades of crimson and gold.

Rows of imperial guards flanked the entrance, their gleaming armour enhanced with red accents for the occasion. They stood like sentinels of a bygone era, their presence lending an air of solemnity to the vibrant celebrations.

Inside the palace, the corridors were alive with activity, every detail meticulously attended to by a small army of staff. They moved swiftly, their uniforms marked with subtle red highlights, ensuring every corner of the palace reflected the gravity and beauty of the union being celebrated.

The walls shimmered with cascading banners of deep scarlet, their fabric so finely spun it seemed to ripple like liquid fire. Each banner bore the imperial crest, framed by depictions of interstellar constellations. _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

The central hall itself was the heart of the festivities. A circular ceiling gave way to a transparent dome, revealing the vastness of space overhead. Streams of red light danced across the dome, choreographed to mimic the birth of stars.

In the centre of the hall stood an elevated platform draped in shimmering red, awaiting the couple who would unite under the watchful gaze of the cosmos.

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The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the tranquil pool, where Xiang Yu had just completed his deep cleansing routine.

Water clung to his skin, droplets cascading down his sculpted torso, glistening like tiny jewels in the soft light. He stepped onto the stone patio, each movement fluid and graceful.

The steward rushed over, his heart apparent in the crease of his brow. He held a luxurious silk gown, the fabric shimmering like moonlight on water.

The old man resembled a worried father, hands trembling slightly as he extended the gown toward Xiang Yu. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice tinged with both concern and love.

Xiang Yu’s lips curled into a gentle smile, the warmth in his eyes radiating pure determination. "Yes, I am sure," he replied firmly, the conviction in his voice ringing clear as a bell.

The steward’s gaze deepened, searching Xiang Yu’s face for any signs of doubt. "If he is forcing you, you can tell me. We can find a solution." His insistence bore the weight of years spent watching over the young prince, a guardian’s heart brimming with the desire to protect.

Xiang Yu patted the old man’s shoulder, a gesture wrought with affection. "I love him," he confessed, each word a tender promise. "I want to spend the rest of my life with him."