He craved power more than love

The wedding banquet was in full swing, the grand hall of the Hua mansion buzzing with life.

A sea of crimson drapes cascaded from the high ceilings, embroidered with golden patterns that shimmered under the soft glow of candlelight.

Every surface was adorned with exquisite red and gold lanterns, filling the air with a warm, festive radiance.

The scent of rare incense mingled with the aroma of roasted duck, sweet rice wine, and exotic fruits, creating a tantalizing atmosphere fit for an imperial celebration.

Hua Ling sat beside her mother, Chen Li, a satisfied smile curling her lips.

Her makeup was flawless, her lips painted a deep crimson to match the embroidered silk of her wedding dress.

The golden phoenix hairpin perched atop her head gleamed as it caught the candlelight.

But despite her perfect image, the heat of the crowded hall was making her makeup smudge at the edges.