Chapter 61 Unworthy? She's not worthy of him dying.

Chapter Sixty-One: Unworthy? She's not worthy of him dying.

November 16th is an auspicious day for marriage. Today is the wedding day of the Jiang family of the Yongning Marquis's Mansion and the Wang family of the Great General of the Escort Banner.

Since this morning, guests have been arriving one after another at the main gate of the Prince's Mansion. Fortunately, the Jiang family had already made arrangements, so the scene was not chaotic.

Otherwise, how could these roughnecks in the General's Mansion possibly handle the interpersonal relationships and affairs of the people in the capital?

Considering that Wang Xi is pregnant and cannot overexert herself, today's wedding agenda is kept as simple as possible, with fewer cumbersome rules.

General Wang had raised this daughter since she was a child, and they had basically never been separated. Now, looking at his daughter in her bright red wedding dress below him, he felt a sense of accomplishment, like a daughter growing up.

He couldn't help but worry about his daughter getting married and entering a completely different world. He also felt a pang of sadness and loneliness when he thought about how he would be all alone in the mansion after his daughter's marriage.

His eyes welled up with tears, but many of his comrades from the battlefield had come today. If they saw him cry, they might laugh at him later. General Wang pinched his arm hard and forced back the tears.

“Xi’er, now that you are married, you are an adult. When you get to the Marquis’s mansion, you must not be as willful as you are at home.”

"You must be a good wife, dutiful to your parents-in-law, and a good wife and mother. Your father won't be able to be with you as often in the future, so you must take good care of yourself, understand?"

“If the Marquis’s mansion treats you badly, just tell your father. I will risk my old life and my career to seek justice for you. So don’t be afraid. I’m here for you. I will always be your support.”

General Wang usually showed concern for Wang Xi, but he was always somewhat rigid and rarely showed such tenderness and genuine feelings.

These words made Wang Xi feel like her heart was being pickled in a jar of sauerkraut, and she couldn't hold back her tears.

"Father...Father, I understand. Your daughter will definitely listen to you."

"The Marquis's residence and the Prince's residence are not far apart. Your daughter will come back to visit you often, sob..."

Seeing the bride crying so hard, the matchmaker became anxious: "Bride, today is a joyous day, it's not good to cry too much."

Upon hearing this, General Wang quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said to Wang Xi, "Yes, yes, today is a joyous day, we should be happy. Don't cry. If you miss your father, come back and visit him more often."

Wang Xi nodded, her voice choked with emotion.

Watching this scene from the side, Shen Tang couldn't help but think of her own marriage, for her father had never been present in either of her two lifetimes.

Although she was already utterly disappointed in her father, and although it was her own intention not to tell him about her wedding date, at this moment, she still felt a surge of envy for Wang Xi and an inexplicable sadness.

Suddenly, a deafening firecracker rang out outside, accompanied by the laughter and chatter of the crowd—the wedding procession had arrived.

The matchmaker quickly tidied up the bride's makeup, put the veil back on, and helped the bride back to the bedroom.

The Jiang family was a prominent and influential family, and the Meng family and others who came with him to welcome the bride were all scions of influential families in the capital.

The Wang family members naturally didn't dare to make things difficult for them, and after a token gesture, they let them in.

The hall was lively for a while. The newlyweds served tea to General Wang, bid him farewell, and boarded the bridal sedan chair to go to the Jiang family.

Taking advantage of a break, Meng Huaiyan came to Shen Tang's side and, seeing that she looked a little listless, asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Tang shook her head: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Meng Huaiyan took out a pastry from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand: "I noticed you haven't eaten much today, are you hungry? Have some pastries to tide you over."

"I'll be helping Jiang Congyu with the wedding arrangements later, so I won't be able to stay with you. After the banquet tonight, don't leave yet; wait for me to go home together."

Shen Tang was indeed a little hungry, so she didn't refuse. When she heard him tell her to wait for him, she obediently nodded.

Seeing how obedient she was, Meng Huaiyan's heart softened. He looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, quickly kissed Shen Tang on the lips.

Shen Tang was surprised by his boldness in public and glared at him angrily.

Having successfully stolen her scent, Meng Huaiyan couldn't help but smile. He reached out and patted her head, saying, "I'm leaving," before hurriedly turning and leaving.

After Wang Xi got into the bridal sedan chair, her initial low and sad mood completely vanished upon hearing the discussions of the people along the street.

"Not long ago, the Shen family's ancestral grave was emitting auspicious smoke, and she married into the Meng family. Now it's the Wang family's turn to be so lucky as to marry into the Marquis's mansion. These two 'foolish' duo are truly cunning."

"Exactly, I really don't understand what the Meng and Jiang families are thinking. They're marrying women who are less than respectable. Or is it that the combination of genius and idiot is popular in the capital lately?"

"That's right. It's true that Miss Shen is pretty, but Miss Wang, while she's somewhat attractive, isn't exactly stunning. Besides, she's also quite rude, like a tomboy. I don't know what this young marquis is thinking."

"Oh dear, they look so mismatched. Could it be that the Wang family has something on the Jiang family? That young marquis is so pitiful, sigh..."

Sitting in the bridal sedan chair, Wang Xi listened to their back-and-forth chatter. She was almost tearing the handkerchief in her hand to shreds. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, she would have gotten up and slapped them all until they couldn't tell which way was which.

Not worthy enough? She, Wang Xi, is more than worthy of him.

If it weren't for the coercion and threats from the Jiang family, Wang Xizhen would never have dared to look at Jiang Congyu again in this life, the next life, or the life after that.

Wang Xi glared fiercely at Jiang Congyu, who was sitting on the horse in front of her, with eyes as sharp as knives. If eyes had a physical form, Jiang Congyu would probably be riddled with holes by now.

Jiang Congyu was very happy today. He sat on his horse, grinning from ear to ear, and waved to the people on both sides of the road.

When the common people saw the young marquis laughing like that, they said, "It seems that the young marquis has been driven crazy by that tomboy from the Wang family. He's actually laughing so happily."

Wang Xi: "........."

Wang Xi was so angry she almost laughed. So it was all her fault no matter what.

Enraged, she threw a punch at Jiang Congyu from a distance and muttered, "You damned peacock."