New Year's Eve has arrived, and with the sound of firecrackers, the entire capital city is immersed in liveliness and celebration.
Xie Yizhi got up early in the morning, changed into a bright red wedding dress, and rode a tall, chestnut horse.
He usually wears black, which makes him appear calm and aloof, with a dignified air, like jade shining brightly.
Today, his fiery red attire only accentuated his spirited demeanor, making him appear even more handsome and dashing.
Everyone in Prince Yi's mansion was dressed in brand-new clothes, and everyone's face was beaming with joy, overflowing with happiness as they welcomed their new mistress.
Mo Feng and Mo Yang could hardly contain their excitement, bustling around busily, as if they themselves were getting married.
The happiest person was Xie Zhichen. He got up today without being urged and changed his clothes himself. He had been eagerly waiting in the mansion. After today, he would have a bride to marry.
Xie Yizhi sat on his tall, chestnut horse, gripping the reins tightly. His upright figure looked even more dashing in the morning light.
He gazed intently toward the direction of General Weiyuan's mansion, a smile playing on his lips.
Accompanying him was a grand wedding procession. Red ribbons fluttered, drums and music resounded, and the entire street was enveloped in a festive atmosphere.
The roadside was already lined with onlookers, all craning their necks to catch a glimpse of Prince Yi's wedding procession.
When everyone saw Xie Yi, dressed in a bright red wedding gown and radiant with joy, they couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
This usually aloof Prince Yi actually smiled.
In the past, his brows always conveyed a sense of aloofness, as if keeping strangers at bay. But today, his smile was as gentle as a spring breeze, so tender that it was hard to believe.
The people were amazed, realizing that this ruthless and valiant war god of the Great Qi could also show a smile as warm as the spring sun.
As dawn broke, Jiang Luoluo was dragged out of bed by Dingdang and was now sitting in front of the dressing table, letting the maids do her makeup.
Xiao Yunwei was afraid that Jiang Luoluo would feel uneasy, so she stayed in her room last night, and the two sisters chatted for half the night.
Jiang Luoluo finally fell asleep after Xiao Yunwei urged her repeatedly. This morning, Xiao Yunwei also got up early and was now busy with Dingdang, creating a tense yet lively atmosphere in the room.
Her wedding dress was fiery red, which made Jiang Luoluo's skin appear even whiter and more radiant. Her slender waist was cinched by a belt, making her look even more beautiful, like a hibiscus flower.
The woman in the mirror has exquisite features and is breathtakingly beautiful.
Dingdang and Xiao Yunwei watched intently, and Xiao Yunwei couldn't help but exclaim, "Luo Luo, I used to hate King Zhou, but now I understand him and want to become King Zhou."
"If I were a man, I would definitely marry a beautiful woman like you!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Luoluo couldn't help but chuckle, her eyes crinkling as she teased, "Then Sister Yunwei could take in a few more young men, one today, one tomorrow, a fresh one every day, wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yunwei couldn't help but recall that gentle, refined, and composed figure.
She couldn't help but shiver and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "Then forget it, I can't handle even one."
As the two sisters were joking around, the wife of the Minister of Works arrived with a large number of maids to add to Jiang Luoluo's makeup. Gold, silver, pearls, jade, silk, and satin were displayed one by one on a red lacquered tray, making the room shine.
Before long, Lu Baimei arrived with a group of maids, carrying boxes of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, pearls and jade, and presented the dowry with a beaming smile.
Jiang Luoluo glanced at her, a faint smile playing on her lips. Sure enough, Jiang Yuelan had walked the path she had paved for her, avenging Jiang Yunjiao for Yao Shiyu's treachery.
As for Jiang Yunjiao, she is currently far away in Jiaozhou and has already found her ideal husband. She is extremely grateful to Jiang Luoluo. If Jiang Luoluo had not stood up for her back then, she probably would not have such a stable and happy home.
At this moment, Xiao Lingchuan strode into the Weiyuan General's Mansion, with a lavish array of gifts bestowed by the palace behind him.
He came with gifts from the Emperor and Empress Dowager Du, but in reality, he wanted to witness the happiest moment of his life for the sister he had adopted.
After chatting for a while, a voice outside announced that the auspicious time had arrived.
Xiao Yunwei hurriedly picked up the red veil and gently placed it on Jiang Luoluo's head, while Jiang Gan strode over.
Looking at his younger sister, who had grown into such a beautiful young woman, he felt a sense of pride, but also a touch of reluctance. After all, she had grown up and was about to get married.
He took a deep breath, bent down, and steadily carried Jiang Luoluo on his back, stepping out of the courtyard gate.
In the courtyard, Xie Yizhi had already dismounted impatiently, his eyes fixed intently on Jiang Luoluo.
Seeing Jiang Gan carrying someone out, he almost instinctively went forward to help him.
Xiao Lingchuan reacted quickly, stopping him with a chuckle and saying, "She has an older brother; it's impolite for you to step forward."
Xie Yi was taken aback, then coughed lightly and returned to his original position.
But his gaze never left the red-clad figure, as if afraid that Jiang Luoluo would disappear if he wasn't careful.
Xiao Lingchuan found it amusing. The dignified Prince Yi, fearless on the battlefield, was now thrown into disarray by a marriage. It truly proved the saying that even heroes cannot resist the charms of a beautiful woman.
The wedding procession was grand and magnificent, with drums and music playing in unison. The area in front of the General Weiyuan's mansion was already crowded with people.
Mo Feng and Mo Yang carried large bags of candy, melon seeds, and peanuts, scattering them towards the crowd, symbolizing good fortune and abundant blessings.
The onlookers shared in the joy and discussed it enthusiastically.
"Oh my, Miss Jiang's dowry is truly generous!"
"It's not just generous, it's a ten-mile-long red bridal procession, a truly magnificent wedding!"
"Look at His Highness Prince Yi, he can't stop smiling!"
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