SFS Chapter 466 The Crown Prince's Wedding
Chapter 466 The Crown Prince's Wedding
In March 1981, the Privy Council approved the Crown Prince's wedding.
On July 29, 1981, the Prince of Wales held his wedding, which was declared a national holiday so that the entire nation could watch the wedding live.
Early in the morning, surrounded by her styling team, Fu Ziyan changed into a light blue evening gown and a matching hat, completing her elegant and ladylike look. She then gracefully descended the stairs.
Unlike her usual lively and flamboyant style or elegant and dignified attire for formal occasions, Fu Ziyan's outfit today leans towards the gentle and graceful beauty of the East in order to avoid overshadowing the main character.
It possesses a refined and elegant charm, and is gentle and graceful.
The sound of the maid's footsteps and greetings startled Fu Qiyuan, who was looking down at documents in the living room. He looked up and met Titi's waving gesture.
Fu Ziyan smiled gently and called to him, "Dad, let's go."
Fu Qiyuan closed the documents, handed them to his assistant, stood up and walked towards his daughter. His demeanor was elegant and gentle, and his gaze towards his daughter was particularly tender: "The kitchen has prepared your favorite snacks. Would you like some more, Titi?"
Fu Qiyuan frowned at the thought that Titi had only eaten a few bites of breakfast.
"No, I just ate chocolate, that's enough to keep me energized." Fu Ziyan smiled and hugged her father's arm, pleading softly, "Besides, I'm wearing a fitted dress, I won't look pretty if I eat too much."
Fu Qiyuan sighed helplessly, lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "This is a one-time exception, and there will be no next time."
Nothing should affect Titi's health, and the practice of dieting in pursuit of beauty must be stopped.
"Okay, okay, I won't do it again. I'm not stupid~"
If it weren't for the fact that the wedding attendees today were all nobles, celebrities, and dignitaries from various countries, and she didn't want to be outdone in terms of dress and demeanor at such an occasion, Fu Ziyan wouldn't have gone on a diet.
Even young ladies have their image to maintain!
Fink stepped forward and interrupted, "Sir, the vehicle is ready."
The young lady, who was concerned about her image, immediately grabbed her father's arm and went out to get into the car.
The Crown Prince's wedding is a matter of great importance to the royal family's image, and the route to St. Paul's Cathedral was strictly controlled. Along the way, the cheering and jubilation of the crowds was palpable.
The vehicle stopped not far from the VIP entrance on the side of St. Paul's Cathedral, and the bodyguard got out to open the door.
Fu Qiyuan stepped forward first, turned around slightly, leaned to the side, and reached out his hand with graceful bearing.
"Dad." A slender, fair hand appeared along with the voice, resting on Fu Qiyuan's palm. The next instant, an elegant figure in light blue and a tall, upright figure stood side by side.
Fu Ziyan gently placed her hand on her father's arm and walked along the red carpet toward the side door, her steps unhurried and her temperament exactly the same.
The cool morning light slowly spilled onto the VIP entrance at the side door. On both sides of the arched doorway supported by Doric pilasters, soldiers wearing bearskin hats and scarlet guardsman uniforms stood like sculptures along the silver-gray Portland stone exterior wall.
At the entrance, a royal protocol officer, dressed in a full morning suit and wearing a royal coat of arms, gave Fu Qiyuan and his daughter a gentlemanly and polite smile: "Good morning, sir and madam, welcome to St. Paul's Cathedral."
Fu Qiyuan nodded and smiled, handing over the heavy-looking royal invitation. His fluent London accent was deep and magnetic: "Good morning."
The concierge handed back the invitations, his smile deepening: "Mr. Fu, Ms. Fu, thank you both for coming from afar. The ceremony is about to begin. Please follow the attendants inside. We wish you a pleasant ceremony."
at the same time.
Princess Spencer, supported by her father, boarded a glass carriage and rode through the streets of London amidst cheers and blessings from the crowds, escorted by the Royal Horse Guards, towards St. Paul's Cathedral. Under the watchful eyes of the cheering crowd, she alighted from the carriage, took her father's hand, and stepped onto the long red carpet.
As the eleven o'clock bells of St. Paul's Cathedral rang solemnly, Ms. Spencer stepped through the massive oak doors and into the cathedral.
Fu Ziyan and her father were positioned on the side of the central aisle, a prime spot for watching the ceremony.
As Ms. Spencer stepped into the church, all the guests turned to look at her, just like everyone else.
Wearing the Spencer family crown, an ivory taffeta wedding dress, and a veil covering her face, Ms. Spencer held a cascading white and green bouquet. With a smile on her lips, she walked steadily towards the stage amidst the magnificent and sacred sounds of the organ and the rich scent of perfume.
A nearly eight-meter-long train stretched out behind her, each step accompanied by the rustling of the train and the sparkling of jewels.
As the Crown Princess approached, the Crown Prince, who had arrived at the altar ahead of time, turned slightly, looked at his newlywed wife, and smiled.
Beneath the altar, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the newlyweds stood side by side.
The Archbishop of Canterbury stepped forward to officiate the wedding, his voice solemn and clear: "Charles Philip Arthur George, do you take Diana Francis Spencer to be your wife, and promise to love her, comfort her, respect her, and protect her, in sickness and in health, in riches and in poverty, until the end of your life?"
"I do." The crown prince said calmly, his voice clear and steady, before reciting the lengthy oath.
Perhaps the vow was too long, or perhaps he was nervous about his wedding, he mispronounced "my worldly property" as "my goods".
The Crown Prince wasn't the only one who made a mistake due to nervousness; the Crown Princess did too.
“I do,” a clear, pure voice rang out from the stage, “I, Diana Francis Spencer, take you, Philip Charles Arthur George, to be my husband…”
The Crown Princess was so nervous that she reversed the order of the Crown Prince's name.
The vows were long and most people couldn't remember them, but the names of the newlyweds would never be forgotten. The audience exchanged glances and smiled kindly at each other.
The Crown Princess paused, calmly overlooking the minor slip, and continued the ceremony: "For my husband. From this day forward..."
Fu Ziyan, sitting in the audience, did not smile. She looked up and watched the ceremony with even greater seriousness than when the Crown Prince recited the oath earlier.
She recalled that Princess Diana was the first royal to break with royal tradition by not promising to "obey" her husband, and thirty years later, her son Prince William also avoided the expression of "obedience" at his wedding.
"I will love you, cherish you, and be faithful to you forever, until the end of time."
Having witnessed the iconic scene firsthand, Fu Ziyan smiled.
After taking the oath, the Crown Prince placed the ring on the slender finger of his wife beside him.
The archbishop addressed all the guests, his voice deep and solemn, seemingly imbued with an ancient ritual and magic: "If anyone knows that they cannot be legally united, speak out now, or remain silent forever."
The whole audience was silent.
A few seconds later, the archbishop began to recite a hymn of blessing.
The entire room was filled with joy and celebration for the newlyweds.
Only Fu Ziyan, recalling news she had seen in her past life, knew that this was not a happy marriage. The princess, who had won the people's praise and love, died young after the divorce, while the crown prince happily remarried his beloved.
She sighed inwardly as she watched the newlyweds turn around, bow to the Queen, and walk hand in hand out of the church, bathed in the blessings of their guests.
Standing atop the steps, they waved to the cheering crowd, making their first public appearance as a couple to the world.
As the carriage traveled further and further away, air force planes drew an artificial rainbow over London.
"Wow~~~" The citizens who had gathered on the street cheered with delight.
Meanwhile, Fu Ziyan and her father, accompanied by attendants, went to Buckingham Palace for a luncheon reception.