Chapter 382 Yue'er, I'm Here to Marry You

Lan Xiyue hugged the soft quilt and rolled around on the bed, laughing like a fool: "Oh, system, you don't understand! This is my first time getting married, how can I not be nervous!"

System: "It's just a marriage, what's there to be nervous about?"

Lan Xiyue rolled her eyes. "Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand. What can a system like you understand?"

In this way, Lan Xiyue tossed and turned in bed for a long time, and finally fell into a deep sleep without knowing when.

Just as she fell asleep, she seemed to be awakened by a loud noise. She frowned unhappily, turned over, and wanted to continue to immerse herself in her sweet dream.

However, the sounds outside the house became clearer and clearer.

The old lady of the Protectorate Duke smiled kindly and called out softly, "Yueyue, get up quickly."

Lan Xiyue drowsily opened her eyes and looked out the window at the still pitch-black sky. She lazily stood up and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Grandma? It's not even daybreak yet. Why are you here so early?"

Qin covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "It's getting late, Yueyue. Today is your wedding day. You have to get up early and dress up. You can't sleep in anymore."

As Qin finished her words, a group of maids came in one after another, holding all kinds of jewelry and wedding dresses in their hands, and the whole room instantly became lively.

Lan Xiyue yawned, a hint of sleepiness revealed between her delicate brows. No way, it's just a wedding, why do we have to get up so early? It's not even daybreak yet.

The old lady looked at him kindly, "Why don't you go get your young lady up and get her dressed? Today is her big day, don't miss the auspicious time."

Lan Xiyue thought to herself, it’s so early, how could we miss the auspicious time?

Chuchun and Chuxia hurried forward and helped Lan Xiyue up.

Lan Xiyue kept her eyes slightly closed throughout the whole process, allowing them to help her change clothes and wash up.

After washing up, Lan Xiyue was helped to sit down in front of the dressing table.

The bronze mirror reflected her slightly haggard but still beautiful face, her head nodding as if she would fall down at any moment.

Seeing this, Chuchun couldn't help but laugh and said, "Miss, you are getting married today, why do you look like you haven't woken up yet?"

Lan Xiyue hummed a few times, her voice filled with helplessness: "I couldn't sleep last night. Look, I just fell asleep and you woke me up. How can I have energy?"

The old lady heard this and laughed, "So Yueyue was so excited that she couldn't sleep last night."

Lan Xiyue suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the old lady, "No, grandma."

Qin also covered her mouth and chuckled, "We all understand, Yueyue, no need to explain."

At this time, Yun Yiyi whispered beside her, "Cousin, happy wedding." Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it reached Lan Xiyue's ears clearly.

Lan Xiyue just said "hmm" lightly, without much emotion in her eyes.

When Yun Yiyi saw that she responded, a little joy surged in her heart. Finally, she didn't give her the cold shoulder. She knew that Lan Xiyue didn't like her, so she glanced at Qin and quietly retreated.

As time went by, it became more and more lively outside.

Many ladies and young ladies came to congratulate her. They walked into Lan Xiyue's room one by one and gave her the most sincere blessings.

Although Lan Xiyue was sleepy, she still forced herself to cheer up, squinting her eyes and responding to everyone's congratulations one by one.

The old lady looked at Lan Xiyue, her eyes filled with love and reluctance. She gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said in a choked voice, "Yueyue is so beautiful today, as if she walked out of a painting."

Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue turned her head slightly and looked at the old lady.

Qin echoed from the side, "Yes, Yueyue is truly a beauty today, she looks exactly like my younger sister when she was young."

Lan Xiyue wore an elaborate and gorgeous wedding gown. The jewelry on her head was dazzling, yet so heavy that she couldn't help but frown slightly. Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, the exquisite hairpins and filigree gold hairpins, she sighed inwardly, "Marriage in the ancients was truly a torture."

The old lady held a carved wooden comb in her hand, her eyes full of kindness and tenderness.

She gently combed Lan Xiyue's hair, and each stroke was accompanied by an auspicious message: "Combing your hair from head to toe will bring you wealth and prosperity! May my Yueyue live a prosperous, worry-free, and happy life after marriage."

"Comb your hair twice to keep it disease-free and worry-free!"

"Combing your hair three times brings you many children and a long life!"

"Comb it all the way to the end, and it will be level with your eyebrows again!"

"Comb your hair twice to the end, and fly together!"

"Comb it three times to the end, and we will be together forever!" The old lady's words were choked with sobs.

"It has a beginning and an end, and we will be rich and prosperous in this life!" When the last blessing fell, the old lady's eyes were already moist.

Lan Xiyue saw tears in the old lady's eyes through the bronze mirror.

At this moment, her previous dissatisfaction with Qin and the attitudes of everyone in the mansion seemed to have disappeared with the old lady's warmth and blessings.

Seeing this, Qin hurried forward to comfort her: "Mother, today is a happy occasion, you must be happy." There was a bit of coquettishness in her tone, which made the old lady burst into laughter.

The old lady wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and forced a smile, saying, "I'm happy. I'm very happy today. Yueyue is getting married soon. Time flies so fast."

"Go and see where the wedding procession is."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xia immediately ran out, leaving the room filled with laughter.

Lan Xiyue stroked her flat belly. Before dawn, she got up to dress. After all the hassles, hunger crept in. She looked at Chuchun who was busy beside her and said, "Chuchun, I'm a little hungry. Bring me something to eat."

Upon hearing this, Chuchun quickly waved her hands and said, "Miss, you can't eat now. If you mess up your makeup, you'll have to reapply it."

The old lady handed over a bright red apple, "Yueyue, take this..."

Lan Xiyue's eyes lit up. She took the apple and took a bite without waiting for the old lady to finish her words. The crisp sound echoed in the house.

Seeing this, the old lady cried out, "Ouch!" "Yueyue, this apple is not for you. Go and get another one."

Lan Xiyue blinked her bright eyes with an innocent look on her face: "If it's not for eating, then what is it for?" She continued to bite the apple bite by bite. Hunger made her not care about anything else.

Chuchun stamped his feet anxiously, turned around and hurriedly got a new apple.

The old lady snatched the apple from Lan Xiyue's hand and said, "All the lip balm has been used up. Come on, replenish it."

Chuchun came back with a new apple. The old lady took it and placed it in Lan Xiyue's hand, saying with a smile, "Yueyue, you can't eat this apple anymore. It represents peace and good fortune."

"oh!"

Chuchun had just finished applying lip balm to Lan Xiyue when Chuxia ran in breathlessly, shouting, "Here she comes, here she comes, the Prince Regent is here to pick her up in person!"

This shout set the entire Lan Mansion in an uproar.

Upon hearing this, Qin quickly picked up the veil and covered Lan Xiyue's head with it, hiding her beautiful face.

When Lan Xiyue heard the lively sound of music outside, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

She held the apple tightly in her hand, and suddenly her heart beat faster, feeling both nervous and excited.

After a while, Mo Liyuan strode in.

He was dressed in gorgeous wedding clothes. He walked up to Lan Xiyue and said softly, "Yue'er, I'm here to marry you."

Lan Xiyue seemed to be able to feel Mo Liyuan's burning gaze through the veil.