June 6th, sunny, flowers bloom all over the city.
On this day, the entire capital city of Jiangdong was adorned with red lanterns, and the streets were given a fresh new look.
Commander Ye, who had just returned from the snow-capped mountains, stood in the banquet hall of the Ye family's old mansion, which could accommodate a thousand people, and said to his adjutant Zhang standing behind him with tears in his eyes:
"I knew my Han'er wouldn't really abandon me."
Upon hearing this, Zhang's adjutant's lips twitched involuntarily.
If his memory serves him right, it seems that his Commander Ye sent seven telegrams before finally getting a chance to return.
It was because of what he said:
"Han'er, I'll go back and host your wedding banquet, and help you deal with all the guests, so that no one can disturb your time together."
"With me stationed in Jiangdong, you two can go on your honeymoon without having to worry about military affairs."
"Furthermore, I will never interfere in your affairs again; I will listen to you."
"If I make another stupid mistake, I'll just retire to the snowy mountains."
In the end, Zhang Lieutenant chose to remain silent, not interrupting Commander Ye's "self-deception."
He stood straight to the side, serving as the only listener for Commander Ye.
It was still 7 a.m., and the wedding ceremony was to be held at 9 a.m.
His commander, fearing he would miss the deadline, dressed in full uniform early in the morning and stood guard in the banquet hall.
His eyes filled with tears, and he slowly drifted into a memory, his tone no longer as cheerful as before.
"After waiting for more than 20 years, my son is finally getting married."
"Sheryl, if you were still alive, you would be smiling happily today."
"I kept my promise. When Han'er grows up, wait for me for a few more years, and I will come to find you."
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As the sun rose higher, the Ye family's old house gradually became lively.
On this day, the heads of all the prominent families in the country dressed in their finest attire to attend the wedding banquet of the young marshal of Jiangdong.
The servants, dressed neatly and cleanly, worked together in an orderly fashion, serving dishes and wine to the crowd.
When the auspicious hour arrived, the bride, dressed in a bright red wedding gown and covered with a red veil, walked hand in hand with the exceptionally handsome young master of the Ye family.
He held her tightly around the waist and followed her steps, walking along the red carpet onto the platform.
At this moment, the young ladies from noble families who had never seen Ye Minghan's face were filled with infatuation.
They never expected that the infamous Young Marshal Ye would be so handsome!
Moreover, judging from the way he paced to accommodate his newlywed wife in his arms, one could tell that he was a very gentle and considerate person.
How could you miss out on such a wonderful man?
How can this be!
They immediately inquired about Ye Shao's situation from their father and brother, and stated that they were willing to become his concubines.
When the heads of the various families learned of this, they wished they could sew their mouths shut, secretly regretting that they shouldn't have brought their daughters (sisters) here to cause trouble.
The news of the Ye family's last selection of concubines has spread like wildfire throughout the country.
Those with a modicum of sense have already figured out how those twenty prominent families disappeared from the business world.
They didn't want their century-old family business to be completely destroyed, like those short-sighted families who wanted to climb the social ladder.
They had no desire to follow in the footsteps of those twenty aristocratic families.
Hua Qingyan, still wearing her red veil, was unaware that her Hanhan had once again attracted the attention of many daughters from prominent families.
She was quietly leaning against him to rest.
At five o'clock in the morning, several matchmakers were outside the courtyard waking her up.
She was grumpy when she woke up, so she impatiently pulled the blanket up to cover her head and pretended not to hear.
It wasn't until she sensed Han Han's icy aura that she remembered she was getting married to him today!
She immediately threw back the covers, grabbed Young Master Ye who was about to get out of bed to grab a gun and kill someone, and said urgently:
"Hanhan, today is our big day. It's not auspicious to see blood."
She knew he was angry because the people outside the yard had disturbed her sleep, and that's why he couldn't suppress his anger and wanted to deal with them.
Fortunately, she remembered that this was a special day, otherwise she was afraid that her wedding day would turn into a murder scene.
Then, still half asleep, she ran to the balcony and said to the matchmaker below:
"Don't disturb Young Master Ye's sleep. Come back at eight o'clock."
As soon as the words "Young Master Ye" were uttered, they immediately covered their mouths and fled.
She was able to take another nap in his arms.
According to local custom, the engaged couple should not meet or share a bed for the three days leading up to their wedding.
But how could Ye Minghan possibly agree?
It's impossible!
Therefore, she and he still spent every day and night together.
General Ye, who had just returned from the snow mountain, didn't interfere at all. He let his Han'er do whatever she wanted, just don't let her go to the snow mountain again.
The scenery there was beautiful, but there were hardly any people around.
Even though he's getting older, he still prefers places with lots of people.
Now he has a clear understanding of the current situation. No matter who he is talking about, he must never say a bad word about Hua Qingyan.
After realizing this, he always walked around his son's private yard, afraid that he might spoil his son's precious child again and upset him.
The servants of the Ye family now have a clear understanding of the status of the three masters of the Ye family.
In the Ye family, the young mistress's words are like imperial edicts.
No one can disobey, let alone offend.
If the young mistress is angered, Young Master Ye will handle it immediately without her having to lift a finger.
Although they rarely saw the young mistress, let alone her face, seeing how much Young Master Ye doted on and protected her, they could imagine that she must be an absolutely beautiful woman.
Take this wedding banquet for example. Young Master Ye collected all sorts of rare and precious treasures, carrying them into the courtyard box by box, as well as priceless silks and satins.
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