Chapter 138 Finale: Eternal Daylight
After seventeen years of blood and fire, he finally built her an eternal throne. In this wedding, witnessed by all of Southeast Asia, eternal daylight and starlight merged perfectly.
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"Sun" - Taro Iwashiro (From Glimmer to Eternity)
The morning light of the Golden Triangle pierces the mist, and lily of the valley and roses weave into an endless sea of flowers. In the middle of the flower field, the specially preserved sunflower field sways with dazzling golden color under the brilliant sunshine of Southeast Asia.
Today is the wedding of Southeast Asian tyrant Mo Xiaohan and his wife Ruan Xingchen.
Outside the manor, the army stood in awe, silently proclaiming the master's absolute power. Inside the manor, Southeast Asian celebrities gathered, and no one dared to neglect them.
A flock of helicopters flew across the clear sky, scattering rose petals mixed with gold foil, dyeing the sky and the earth with luxurious romance.
"The bride is coming." The whisper spread like ripples, and everyone's eyes were cast towards the end of the flower path.
Ruan Xingchen wore a priceless antique lace wedding dress with a skirt several meters long, which was carefully held by eight flower girls.
The veil was crafted by craftsmen in a century-old French workshop, which took thousands of hours to create. The star and sunflower patterns embroidered with diamonds on it sparkle in the sunlight.
She held a bridal bouquet of lily of the valley and sunflowers, and held her son in her arms. The little guy was wearing the same super mini dress as his father today, with a small bow tie. His bright black eyes looked around curiously, and his chubby little hands tightly grasped a lily of the valley.
Mo Xiaohan stood before a field of sunflowers, dressed in a tailored black tuxedo. The scar on his left eyelid didn't diminish his godlike beauty, only adding to his legendary aura of peace after enduring the flames of war. His usually icy eyes now reflected only the figures of his wife and children, a tenderness that trembled in his heart.
When Ruan Xingchen approached, Mo Xiaohan reached out and took his son from her arms, while his other hand tightly grasped hers. The moment their fingertips touched, the "Starlight" men's ring on his ring finger and the "Eternal Day" women's ring on her hand complemented each other beautifully.
"We have waited for this day together for too long." He whispered, his eyes sweeping over his wife and children, his voice hoarse with excitement.
In the audience, Su Lixia's eyes were slightly red, and she excitedly grasped Savika's hand beside her: "Senior sister, you are so beautiful today..."
"Look at how nervous Mr. Mo is." Savika leaned forward slightly and said to Su Lixia in a voice that only the two of them could hear, with a hint of teasing at the corner of her mouth.
Su Lixia couldn't help but laugh. She nudged him gently with her elbow and said, "Mr. Mo, this is too important."
The wedding march was played live by the world's top orchestra, but in their ears, all they could hear was each other's heartbeat.
"Mo Xiaohan, are you willing to marry Ruan Xingchen as your wife? No matter good times or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, love her and cherish her until the end of your life?"
In front of the manor's chapel, the priest asked solemnly.
"I do." Mo Xiaohan's answer was resounding, like a declaration to the world.
"Ruan Xingchen, are you willing to..."
"I do." Ruan Xingchen answered before the priest finished speaking. There was no "till death do us part" because they had already transcended life and death.
She raised her eyes and looked into his deep eyes, her smile brighter than the sunshine. He leaned over and kissed her deeply.
The baby was sandwiched between his parents, with his eyes wide open. He looked at his parents approaching and suddenly started giggling. The clear childish voice added endless warmth and vitality to this solemn and holy moment.
At the conclusion of the ceremony, thousands of white doves and lily of the valley petals soared into the sky, and melodious bells rang out from across the estate. In the distance, a private fleet blew its whistles, as if all of Southeast Asia were celebrating this wedding.
As night falls, the lights come on.
The grand dinner was held on the waterside platform. Mo Xiaohan held his drowsy son in one hand and danced gracefully with Ruan Xingchen in the other.
The little guy lay on his father's shoulder, his eyes closed peacefully. Ruan Xingchen gently placed his hand on his son's back, and he and Mo Xiaohan smiled at each other.
"I have gone through seventeen years of blood and rain to reach you. You are my eternal day, which can illuminate all the long nights." He tightened his arms and locked her tightly in his arms.
"You are my starlight." Her eyes sparkled with tears as she smiled and continued their fate: "Before every dawn when I can't see you, you guide me and never fall."
Fireworks exploded in the night sky, outlining patterns of sunflowers and stars, illuminating this closely-knit family.
From the despair of the slums, to redemption at the auction house, and now to perfection, the road was paved with thorns and blood. He crowned her, turning the place that was once the most unbearable to look back on into the most magnificent kingdom given to her.
And she, the first and last light in his dark life, was rightfully engraved next to his surname forever, and together they ascended the supreme throne cast with flesh, blood and deep affection.
——Here, eternal daylight and starlight blend perfectly.
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