The eulogist continued to sing: "Holding the jade pendant, we swear an oath; bathing and washing our hands this morning, we will be companions for life, and together through countless lifetimes. Dewdrops reflect in the mirror-like waves; pure hands are adorned with clean, white hands; fragrant robes are woven with incense, gently binding us together in this mortal bond."

"President Jiang really spared no expense for love; watching him have that traditional Chinese wedding must have been truly exhilarating."

Shen Ying decisively handed one over.

"There isn't a pair of Golden Swallows!"

"Mmm..." Li Weiya nodded shyly.

I suspect that after seeing Shen Ying and Li Weiya's grand Chinese wedding today, fewer and fewer people will choose traditional weddings. The meaning is deeper, the emotions are stronger, and every aspect of the wedding has a profound cultural root, possessing unique connotations and symbolism.

"Don't even think about it. It's the price you can afford. I heard that the stage setup alone took several months to complete, and the whole thing cost several million, which is simply out of reach."

Then, Da Man, holding Shen Ying's hand, led a large group of people back in. Originally, the man hadn't had the procedure of blocking the door to ask for a red envelope, but who among them had the sense to stop President Jiang? Did they think they could work for me before?

My sister-in-law rattled off over seventy idioms in one breath, all of them repeated. You know, you're the top student in the grade, so it's not like such a complicated question could stump you.

"A beauty of unparalleled grace and fragrance."

"Yingying, when do he and Gan Qi plan to get married?"

Gan Qijia turned her head to look at you: "You are a widow. Your son was born not long ago, and your husband died of illness. What about him? Why is he still single now? Seeing how loving Shen Ying and Yan Wan are, does he have some other thoughts in his heart?"

Li Weiya's face was filled with shyness, her hands gripping the bed sheets tightly, and her delicate breaths gradually filled the bridal chamber.

"Where are the wedding shoes?"

Gan Qi then realized that she had misunderstood and gently comforted her, "There's something wrong. We're still young, so we can't come quickly. It's going to be a gradual process. Maybe we're not the type to conceive easily. It depends on fate when the baby comes knocking."

"Maybe he was moved..."

Gan Qi smiled and walked to the window, pushing it open forcefully. Her gaze pierced through the gaps in the leaves, and although she couldn't see anyone yet, she could faintly hear the sound of gongs and drums.

"As beautiful as peach blossoms and plums."

The three sisters were chatting about their love stories when suddenly the sound of festive suona horns came from the courtyard.

Do people in later generations feel that way when they get married? Or is that the charm of a Chinese wedding? Is there anyone who can resist that sense of ritual?

"Mmm~"

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, your sister looks so beautiful today! She's the most beautiful woman in the world!" Daman said proudly, raising her chin slightly.

"Waaaaah, you can't become a man for President Jiang's sake."

At first glance, he appears handsome and imposing.

Outside the boudoir, Gan Qi said with a smile, "You only met him for one night, and you're already thinking about women? I'll be riding my little horse to marry him in a little while. Why are you so anxious? Yanwan, calm down, calm down."

Then she heard, "Round fan, round fan, may I hold it to cover my face, the round moon hides my delicate features, ashamed to see my lover."

Supported by male attendants (bridesmaids) dressed in Hanfu on the right and left, the bride, Li Weiya, wearing a phoenix crown, a gorgeous dress, and holding an exquisite round fan, gracefully walked in.

Then the newlyweds, each holding one end of a red silk ribbon, walked towards the main hall, a scene reminiscent of a dragon and phoenix dancing as they ascended to the hall.

"Any prank games?" I looked at my beautiful wife, my mind going blank for a moment.

Gan Qi looked at his wife from afar, his eyes filled with love. As Wang Ming spoke, the groom walked gracefully toward his bride and bowed to her.

Upon hearing this, the male servant withdrew to wash his hands. Jiang Xia, carrying a copper basin, walked behind the two of them. The newlyweds washed their hands; this was the ritual of washing hands.

Looking at his handsome son-in-law, Lin Diyuan chuckled and said, "You've been waiting for him outside for a while now, so hurry up and leave."

"Wait a minute, we'll be there soon." You closed the doors and windows, turned around and smiled at the stunning bride.

Listening to Wang Ming's low singing, Li Weiya took the bright red lipstick from the servant's hand, looked in the silver mirror, and pressed it heavily against her lips, revealing her peach-blossom cheeks and apricot-shaped face, a beauty as clear as autumn water.

At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums filled the air, and cannons roared in unison, creating an exciting scene.

Li Weiya shyly handed the round fan to Gan Qi, and I accepted it with both hands, a gesture of respect from the bride.

Wedding night.

The two held hands, looked at each other, and smiled; this is the hand-holding greeting.

Li Weiya chuckled and took out a pair of red shoes, adorned with pearls and jade, from the pillow and handed them to Chen Ying.

"Dad, you've come to pick up Yanwan from the family." Gan Qi smiled and handed the wedding invitation to her father-in-law.

Lin Yanwan paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "Da Lu, if he wants to be your son's godmother, when he gets old, at the very least, there won't be anyone who can take care of him in his old age."

"Hey, he's waiting. Go check it out."

The two of them had eight meals, eight drinks, and performed the traditional nuptial ceremony.

Wang Ming continued, "The Lin family has no son who has just come of age. He is naturally beautiful like a lotus flower. Today, she is betrothed to a young man. They are a perfect match, a man of good looks and talent."