Chapter 79 Marriage
The second wife's wails were so deafening that they soon attracted the third wife who lived in the next yard.
Jiang Songyan and his wife peeked in. When they saw Jiang Ruyi's appearance, they gasped and were shocked.
"Second brother...Second sister-in-law...What happened to Ruyi?"
Jiang Songyan spoke hesitantly, unable to calm down.
Jiang Baizhou came back to his senses and looked at Jiang Songyan's dazed expression, which felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw.
He grabbed Jiang Songyan's arm, his voice trembling:
"Third brother, third brother, please think of a solution quickly. Ruyi...what should we do with her like this?
Next month, next month is the wedding date with the Anping Marquis's family!"
"Don't worry, second brother. Let me think of a solution first."
Jiang Songyan's brows were furrowed, and his triangular eyes flashed with shrewd calculation and a hint of imperceptible gloating.
Last night I was jealous of my second brother for having such good fortune to marry into the family of the Earl of Anping, but today this happened.
He twisted the sparse beard on his chin and walked around Jiang Ruyi, who was crying so hard that she was about to die, twice, his cloudy eyes rolling around.
Suddenly, he slapped his thigh, leaned closer to Jiang Baizhou, and said in a low voice, "Second brother and sister-in-law, please stop crying. Can crying bring your hair back? There are ways to deal with this right now."
The crying stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at Jiang Songyan with trembling eyes.
Jiang Songyan approached Jiang Baizhou and whispered, "Although this hair won't grow back for a while, you can borrow it."
Mrs. Jiang was bewildered. "Borrow? Third brother, what do you mean by borrow?"
Jiang Songyan's eyes flashed, and his gaze swept over the maids standing in the room, who were also trembling with fear.
"There are so many maids in the mansion, don't they all have ready-made hair? Pick out a few with thick black hair and cut their hair.
Find the best craftsman to make a bun, and make it look just like the real thing. Then put it on Ruyi's head, cover it with a veil, and wait for the wedding night. Who can tell in the dark? "
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into an eerie silence.
Jiang Ruyi stopped crying. There was confusion in her red and swollen eyes at first, and then a twisted light of hope suddenly burst out, as if she was grasping at the last straw.
She looked up at the maids intently, her eyes like a hungry wolf seeing food.
The maids standing by turned pale in an instant, covered their hair in horror, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and their eyes were filled with despair.
One month later.
The sound of suona was deafening, and the red confetti from firecrackers covered the long street from Jiang's house to Xun's house.
In the attic, Jiang Qingning stood by the railing, watching coldly as the sedan chair disappeared around the corner.
There was no expression on her face, only a hint of cold mockery flashed deep in her eyes.
"Miss."
Zi Su came up behind her silently and whispered, "Over at the Xun Mansion... Bai Qingyi is really busy."
"According to our spies in the Bo Mansion, Bai Qingyi fainted several times in front of the old lady last night. She kept saying that she had lost her innocence and was too ashamed to live in such a miserable state. She also hinted that Miss Ruyi was using despicable means."
"The old lady is furious, and the uncle's face is also very ugly. The waters are already muddy before the new lady even enters the house."
Jiang Qingning's lips curled slightly: "Very good, let them fight to the death first."
She turned around and stopped looking at the noisy wedding procession. "Our target is Lin Heng. Are you all ready?"
"Don't worry, miss, everything will be safe." Zi Su said solemnly.
The Anping Marquis's Mansion was decorated with lanterns and red silks hung high.
The noise of suona, gongs and drums shook the sky, guests were like clouds, and laughter was loud.
The servants, dressed in brand new blue robes, shuttled back and forth carrying golden plates and jade cups, showing everywhere how solemn the Earl's Mansion treated this wedding.
The groom, Xun Chen, wore a brand new crimson Qilin robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a Liang crown on his head.
His posture was still upright, his face still handsome, but there was no trace of joy in his deep eyes. Instead, there was only bottomless disgust and the humiliation of being forcibly tied up.
Jiang Ruyi, covered with a big red veil, was supported by the matchmaker and carefully came out of the sedan chair.
Xun Chen stretched out his hand and took the red silk that was holding the bride according to etiquette. His fingertips were so cold that there was no trace of warmth.
At the other end of the red silk, Jiang Ruyi's face beneath the veil was filled with uncontrollable pride.
The sedan chair landed, and they kicked the door, shot arrows, and jumped over the fire basin...
The complicated rituals were carried out step by step amid the matchmaker's high-pitched chanting.
Xun Chen's jaw was tense, and the curve of his mouth was cold and hard.
"Bow to Heaven and Earth!"
"Bow to your parents twice!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other—!"
"The ceremony is over! Send her to the bridal chamber!"
Jiang Ruyi was carefully supported by the matchmaker. On her head was a gorgeous pearl crown specially made for today, inlaid with huge pearls. It was so heavy that it almost bent her slender neck.
Layer upon layer of red-gold tassels hung down, forming an impenetrable curtain that covered her entire head tightly.
She felt the probing, curious, and even contemptuous gazes coming from all directions, which felt like thorns in her back.
He had to walk even more cautiously, fearing that one wrong move would make him a complete laughing stock in the capital, bringing disgrace to Xun Chen and the entire Anping Marquis's Mansion.
In sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle of the main hall is a secluded courtyard on the west side of the back house.
The doors and windows here are tightly closed, and the curtains are drawn, blocking out most of the festive music from the outside world, but blocking out the noise that penetrates into the ears.
Bai Qingyi was wearing a moon-white dress that was so plain that it was dazzling. Her long hair was loose and untied, making her face look as pale as a ghost.
Her eye sockets were sunken and her lips were bitten by herself. The blood beads that seeped out looked particularly hideous on her pale skin. Her carefully applied makeup had long been smudged by tears.
"Send her to the bridal chamber!"
The high-pitched and piercing sound outside was like the final death knell, shattering the last bit of Bai Qingyi's sanity.
Like a completely enraged female beast, she suddenly stood up from the cold ground and rushed to the dressing table. The bronze mirror reflected a face that was completely distorted by extreme jealousy and hatred.
Pale, resentful, with a fire of destruction burning in his eyes.
"Bridal chamber? Wedding candles in the bridal chamber..."
Bai Qingyi murmured to herself, her voice hoarse and broken, "Jiang Ruyi, you bitch, what right do you have to walk into my cousin's bridal chamber? It should have been mine, it's mine!"
"Back then, Jiang Qingning didn't send off the bride or attend the wedding ceremony, but she still walked into my cousin's heart and came to his side."
"Now, Jiang Qingning's sister can also become my cousin's second wife. Why do all the people with the surname Jiang have to be against me? God, you are not fair!"
Bai Qingyi suddenly knocked over all the jewelry and clothes that Xun Chen had sent to her early in the morning on the table.
Things shattered to pieces on the ground, and the two maids quickly knelt on the ground, fearing that they would be caught and offended by her.
Red candles were burning brightly in the new house, illuminating the room with a dazzling red.
Before the bridesmaid and the maids could even start singing, they were scared away by a look from Xun Chen, leaving behind this couple who now seemed destined to be apart in spirit.
Jiang Ruyi's neck was sore from the heavy pearl crown, and the air under the veil was stuffy. She felt Xun Chen's arrival and twisted her fingers nervously.
The red candle crackled, and the next second, the veil on her head was suddenly lifted off.
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