"My wife, how can you think like that? I love you so much, how could I bear to hurt you?"

"I really didn't mean it, I'm sorry, my wife."

Leng Qingning buried her head even deeper, sobbing softly…

But inside, she was overjoyed.

"What were you doing just now?"

"I...I was just overwhelmed with pain and failed to notice for a moment. My wife, I'm sorry..." Cang Yuan said with a guilty voice.

Leng Qingning felt that it was about time, and rubbed her eyes hard with her hands hidden under her sleeves until they were red.

She slowly raised her head, her clear eyes sparkling with longing, her gaze filled with autumn water, making one unable to help but feel pity for her.

Her voice was soft and gentle as she said, "It's alright, A-Yuan, it's not your fault. I misunderstood you. You ignored me and left just now, and I was so worried. I was afraid you might do something rash, and I was in so much pain. I just wanted to explain things to you as quickly as possible, which is why I was so incoherent. I'm sorry, A-Yuan!"

Cang Yuan felt weak all over from Leng Qingning's delicate tone. "I...it was my fault, I almost hurt you."

"Then can you please stop being angry? A-Yuan, I can explain. You're the best, please listen to my explanation." She said, taking Cang Yuan's arm and shaking her little hand.

Cang Yuan lost all temper when Leng Qingning shook his little hand so affectionately.

"Okay, I'm not angry anymore."

Leng Qingning jumped into Cang Yuan's arms and hugged him tightly.

After some explanation and a close whisper, Cang Yuan put aside his resentment, forgave Leng Qingning, and reluctantly accepted Chi Yan as well.

However, he only forgave Leng Qingning, not Chi Yan. Accepting Chi Yan's joining and forgiving him are two different things.

Leng Qingning thought to herself: What am I going to do if my husband holds grudges just like me? Sigh, so troublesome…

For now, let's leave it at that. There's plenty of time. We can work things out later. Maybe they'll even become friends someday.

…

Having appeased the handsome man, Leng Qingning was in a very good mood as she headed to Tingfeng Pavilion, and couldn't help but hum a little tune.

Flowers bloom and fade, the sun rises and sets, true feelings are like smoke and waves; people only know loneliness, who cares about cause and effect? ​​Tides rise and fall, the moon waxes and wanes; the moon remains unseen, unspoken; too fragile to share with anyone…

"Ning'er, you sing so beautifully."

"Ayan? Why are you standing at the door? Are you waiting for me?" Leng Qingning skipped a step happily.

Chi Yan affectionately patted Leng Qingning's head. "Yes, have you coaxed her?"

"Yes, don't worry. A Yuan may seem cold, but he's warm-hearted. He's already accepted you. Don't go against him in the future."

Chi Yan didn't care whether Cang Yuan accepted her or not. But she did care about Leng Qing Ning.

He replied verbally, "Alright, I'll listen to whatever Ning'er says. I won't make things difficult for her."

He thought to himself: If he causes me trouble, that's another story.

Chi Yan led Leng Qingning into Tingfeng Pavilion, where the two chatted for over an hour, discussing when to set off for Cangqiong.

With Leng Qingning's wedding day approaching, she "shared the spoils" by appeasing Wen Yanche, Lin Xianzhi, and Lu Shiyi.

During this time, the Yellow Crane Tower restaurant remained extremely popular. Leng Qingning booked out her private room again, and every time they had a meal together, she would sit with her friends in a restaurant opposite the Yellow Crane Tower, chatting and laughing.

Upon its release, "The Legend of Niu Hulu Zhenzhen" caused a sensation, with people flocking to the streets. It is said that on the day of its release, all the men in Chang Le City poured into the streets, making the city so masculine that it seemed as if one had entered a land of men.

The next day, women flocked to the scene.

No wonder people love reading palace intrigue novels. Men and women alike are equally gossipy.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month

Wen Yanche and Leng Qingning get married!

At dawn, Leng Qingning, still half asleep, was pulled out of bed by several delicate hands without any pity.

Biluo: "Your Highness, today is your wedding day, your wedding day! Please wake up!"

Wash up, put on makeup, and draw your eyebrows.

Looking at the lovely woman in the mirror, her skin was like solidified cream, her eyebrows were like dark ink, her beauty surpassed that of a delicate flower, and her appearance was absolutely stunning.

Leng Qingning smiled sweetly. In both her past and present lives, she had finally achieved her wish to grow old and stay with her lover forever.

Upon exiting the room, the matchmaker was already waiting in the courtyard, smiling broadly and speaking auspicious words.

Outside Langya Mansion, gongs and drums resounded, and a procession of people dressed entirely in bright red carried betrothal gifts in red boxes, arranged in neat rows, stretching from Langya Mansion all the way to the east side of the street, seemingly without end.

Leng Qingning boarded the enormous, luxurious Phnom Penh carriage. Six horses rode side by side in front of the carriage, and the seats were spacious and comfortable. Red gauze curtains hung down, and from the outside, the person in the carriage looked as beautiful as a fairy descending to earth.

Leng Qingning wore a red flower pinned to her chest, adorned with pearls and jade in her hair, and dressed in a blue phoenix-patterned wedding gown. Her red wedding dress further accentuated her stunning beauty, making her an absolute beauty that could topple kingdoms.

"Hello, let's set off."

The joyful shouts of the wedding party members rang out, music filled the air, and the wedding procession became noisy. The grooms patted the horses' rumps, and the six precious horses set off towards the palace.

The streets were bustling with people, lined with crowds who had come to witness this grand wedding. Smiles filled the faces of the onlookers, and blessings flowed freely…

The wedding procession stopped at the entrance of Anning Palace, and Leng Qingning got out of the sedan chair with Biluo's help.

Wen Yanche, dressed in a bright red wedding robe embroidered with a golden phoenix, stood inside the gate of Anning Palace, surrounded by a group of palace servants in similar red robes, making him appear like a star surrounded by the moon.

Leng Qingning, guided by Xi Mei, slowly approached, step by step walking towards her husband.

Upon entering the palace gate, Xi Mei distributed red envelopes she had prepared in advance to the palace servants. The palace gatekeepers beamed with joy and consciously made way for her on both sides.

Standing outside the door, Leng Qingning's eyes were filled with affection, meeting Wen Yanche's gaze, which was equally fervent. They both smiled brightly at the same time.

Today, Wen Yanche is full of vigor, extremely handsome, elegant and unparalleled.

Leng Qingning accepted the big red flower from Lord Ximei and handed one end to Wen Yanche. The two walked out of the Anning Palace gate side by side.

After Xi Mei finished reciting the blessing, the two got into the wedding car hand in hand.

The wedding procession departed from Anning Palace, followed by tens of thousands of people. After the betrothal gifts were given, the dowry was added, making the procession even more magnificent.

After leaving Yue Palace, the procession circled Chang Le City, with the wedding procession stretching endlessly. The number of people carrying the betrothal gifts and dowry alone far exceeded the number of people crowding the two streets.

The entire city of Chang Le was bustling with people. As the wedding procession passed through various places, citizens picked up gold melon seeds, silver fragments, and copper coins scattered by the palace servants. It was a very lively scene.

Inside the car, Wen Yanche and Leng Qingning held hands tightly, their faces filled with happiness and sweetness.

Along the way, Leng Qingning was deeply moved, her nose tingled slightly, and she felt like crying.

She finally…

My wish has finally come true; I have finally tied the knot with my beloved.

This grand wedding belonged to Leng Qingning.

Through past and present lives, she has finally met her true love.

Wen Yanche noticed the unusual behavior of the person next to him immediately, and gently hugged her tightly, pulling her into his arms.

"Yan Che, I'm so happy."