Despite the havoc that shook the palace within the early hours of morning, noon sundown did not come with so much peace. How could it, when the newly wedded couple stared at each other like cat and mouse, all ready to jump and hang the other at any given chance?
By the time the sun had fully set and the people were out celebrating the Festival of Colors, Feiyue walked toward her new home, a room she would now share with Ji Fengye. Inside, he sat on the bed, all dressed up and ready. It would be a taboo to leave without her, so the choice wasn't of his own.
"Hurry, I don't have all evening," Ji Fengye hissed.
Feiyue did not pay him much attention. She walked over to the wardrobe and picked out the white theme for the festival.
All brides had to be dressed in white like their husbands, and for the royal brides, they had golden chains around their waists, a symbol of wealth they brought to their husbands.
