wedding procession
Outside the door, there was a great commotion of gongs and drums.
Wen Ruo was still in the room when she heard Zhou Er's voice. Si Si ran up to her, her braids tied into a bun, adorned with red lantern hair ornaments, looking lively and cute.
After walking around for a while on Tuesday and examining it closely, he couldn't help but shake his head and click his tongue, "If I had known, I would have asked you to do my makeup for my wedding."
"What a beautiful and charming lady, adorned with jewels and precious stones!"
Wen Ruo curled the corners of her lips, "Just this once!"
She hugged Sisi, a hint of disgust showing between her brows. "Sun Xuerong is getting married today too, and she even invited Cao Xi along. Why do you think she did that?"
Wen Ruo sat quietly on the bed, her gaze fixed on Sisi's face. Perhaps because her baby tooth had fallen out, she had only managed to break the skin after chewing on the candy for a while, and her apple-like face was covered in drool. "Wipe it off for Sisi."
Zhou Xuanyan looked down and chuckled, "Little darling, is it delicious?"
Who will she marry?
"Besides the sickly second son who is panting with every step, the main unmarried member of the Dou family is Dou Chuan, a prodigy who has failed to live up to his potential. He is six years younger than her. I don't know what she is hiding. I only found out today. Anyway, it was Dou Chuan who went to fetch the bride."
"Dou Chuan is very bold, daring to steal the limelight from Qi Guanlan."
"Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. The Dou family probably wants to save face or divert attention with the wedding. The wedding procession is also quite spectacular."
"However, I thought Zhao Heng would side with Qi Guanlan, but Cao Xi actually sent him to block the door. The four of them are childhood sweethearts, which is quite ingenious."
Zhao Heng is blocking the door?
Having just offended someone not long ago, Wen Ruo silently felt a chill for Qi Guanlan, a hint of sympathy flickering in her usually calm eyes. "Qi Guanlan's cousin should be here, right?"
Tuesday: "You've started siding with outsiders too!"
"He has connections."
But it doesn't seem to be of much use.
The red envelopes were given out, and the poem urging him to get ready was recited. Zhao Heng, dressed in a silk round-necked robe, appeared gentle and refined, but he did not budge an inch and remained blocking the doorway.
Qi Guanlan clenched his fists tightly on both sides of his jade belt. "What do you want in return for letting me go?"
Cao Xi, why did you harm me!
He raised an eyebrow slightly, his smile carrying a deeper meaning. "Gentlemen, would you like to hear how Young Master Qi proposes?"
Everyone laughed and said, "Yes!"
It turns out that his real intention was not what he thought of.
Dream on!
"May you stay single for life!" Qi Guanlan muttered to himself. He glanced at Qi Mingshuo, then beckoned to him, "Come here, I'm only telling you this!"
The moment Zhao Heng moved, Qi Mingshuo immediately put his arm around his shoulder, saying, "Take the red envelope!"
Thank you!
Qi Guanlan finally entered the Wen family mansion.
Hong Shiliu was sitting in the main hall. Tao Yan had changed back into men's clothing and was vying for a seat with Mr. Yi. Congratulatory voices and Qi Guanlan's cheerful shouts reached their ears.
"Wen Ruo!"
Wen Ruo turned around and saw Qi Guanlan dressed in a bright red auspicious robe, with a golden crown and jade belt. He had a smile on his lips, his steps were light and agile, and his whole body was radiating joy.
I had previously arranged to shape his eyebrows, and today I deepened the color a bit. His thick eyebrows, like swords, flew into his temples, highlighting his handsome features and striking good looks. His face was radiant and dazzling, making him look like a captivating and alluring demon.
"Your son-in-law's looks are not a disgrace to our sect."
Tao Yanduan had the air of an old-fashioned patriarch. Hong Shiliu smiled and, for the first time, found his words agreeable. Wen Ruo nodded, "This face is excellent."
Mr. Yi was somewhat speechless. "Don't you two, master and disciple, know anything about subtlety?"
Wen Ruo smiled faintly, slowly stood up, bowed and said, "Thank you for your trouble, sworn brother."
With Qi Guanlan's help, she and Yang Shencheng became sworn siblings. She guessed that it was related to Yang Shencheng's deceased sister, so she did not refuse.
Yang Shen smiled and said, "It's nothing!"
Qi Guanlan took a long stride and scooped her up in his arms. Wen Ruo quickly hooked her arms around his neck, and gasps and cheers erupted from the side. She was both amused and annoyed, and couldn't help but chide him, "It's all thanks to you!"
"I don't care!"
"I want to carry myself!"
Qi Guanlan was about to leave with her in his arms when Wen Ruo was momentarily stunned by the handsome face so close to hers. His smile deepened. "Is she pretty?"
"nice."
Hong Shiliu suddenly slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "I haven't brought the round fan yet!"
The maid rushed over, looking anxious. "What do we do? It!"
Her lips turned pale with anxiety, and sweat beaded on her forehead. Unlucky words stuck in her throat, and she stammered without any clue what to say.
Hong Shiliu made a quick decision, "Go get the red veil!"
Hearing the commotion behind her, Wen Ruo turned around and saw that the fan in the maid's hand had a crack. Her heart sank slightly, but she could only comfort them, "It's fine if you don't take it! It's not like I'm ashamed to be seen!"
Wen Ruo tilted her head back and asked directly, "Am I pretty?"
"Absolutely gorgeous!" Qi Guanlan lowered his head slightly and sighed in a hoarse voice, "Ruoruo's skills are unparalleled. I am ashamed to admit that I am not as good as her."
Let's go!
Mr. Yi watched the two figures walk away, a sigh escaping his lips. "It's good to be in love."
Zhou Xuanyan pinched Sisi's cheek, "You have to find someone this good-looking in the future, okay?"
Sisi nodded as if she understood, and everyone burst into laughter.
Wen Ruo stepped out the door and looked at the street in front of her. The red bridal procession stretched for miles, and the vast crowds seemed to have no end in sight.
Looking back at the bridal sedan chair, a sudden sense of fear arose in my heart. My heart was beating faster and faster than usual, almost abnormally fast, as if I had sensed something unusual.
How could the round fan break?
When Wen Ruo remembered what Zhou Er had said, she hugged him even tighter, almost pressing her cheek against his.
She stared intently at Qi Guanlan. "The bridal sedan chair is too stuffy. The scenery is quite beautiful today. Why don't we ride horses through the streets together?"
Qi Guanlan's breathing gradually slowed down. He glanced at the red silk on Xiaobai's head, pondered for a moment, and nodded, saying, "Very well, we've been training for a thousand days to use it for one!"
He lifted Wen Ruo directly onto the horse's back, and then mounted himself. The bride was not veiled and did not ride in a sedan chair; this was unprecedented.
"Have you noticed? Aren't these two a little too good-looking?"
"Your appearance reflects your heart; perhaps you are happy."
"A handsome man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match!"
The two walked in the center of the honor guard. Wen Ruo looked around, pointing at the various gazes with surprise and great complexity.
She pretended to be calm, but her palms were already sweating profusely.
"Is it fear? Or nervousness?"
A strong chest pressed tightly against her back, the rapid pounding of hearts assaulting her ears. Their unease was all too clear. Wen Ru shook her head and softly replied, "Or rather, anticipation."
I hope nothing bad happens, and that even if we face difficulties in the future, we can work together and overcome them hand in hand.
"I'm really looking forward to it too."
Wen Ruo slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling the same body temperature and the same emotions as Qi Guanlan. Their chests rose and fell, gradually merging into one, as if they were born to be so compatible.
Thinking of this, I felt inexplicably calmed down.
The wedding procession gradually left the Wen residence.
As they walked along East Street, they bumped into the Dou family's wedding procession. Dou Chuan was at the front, and upon seeing the two people and the horse, he immediately stopped smiling and reached out to block the procession behind him.
"Make way!"
A small group of men suddenly appeared behind Zhao Heng. Seeing him stop, they directed their men to retreat to both sides until Qi Guanlan's group gradually disappeared into the street, and then they hurriedly left.
An invisible storm dissipated into thin air.
Dou Chuan suddenly dismounted and walked to Sun Xuerong's sedan chair. Sun Xuerong lifted her veil and said in a deep voice, "Why did you stop?"
"Sister-in-law, please don't worry."
Seeing the surrounding people discussing his sickly second brother, Dou Chuan straightened the sedan curtain for her and said in a low voice, "Wen Ruo is riding with Qi Guanlan and is not in the sedan at all!"
Sun Xuerong's face turned deathly pale instantly.
With a soft thud, a low sobbing sound slowly rose from inside the sedan chair. Dou Chuan ignored it, stood up abruptly, and shouted, "Lift the sedan chair!"
...
"The bride is here!"
"The auspicious time has arrived, please invite the newlyweds to enter!"
......
After everyone left, the sounds of toasting and exchanging pleasantries filled the air outside. Even the maids had been sent away by Qi Guanlan, leaving Wen Ruo alone in the room sitting by the bed. Only then did she truly breathe a sigh of relief. Getting married was such a tiring affair.
Wen Ruo didn't see any of the melon seeds, copper coins, gold walnuts, red dates, lotus seeds, longans, or peanuts scattered on the brocade quilt. It seems she really doesn't need to have a son early.
Wen Ruo paused again and again, and Qi Guanlan said that he had some good things in his cabinet that could help him pass the time.
The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and there was a constant gurgling sound under the window. Wen Ruo coughed, and someone pried open the door and window a crack. "Young Master asked me to bring you some food."
The dishes from Yun Jin Lou, along with the drinks and pastries from Leng Hua Lou, had a note pressed at the bottom of the plate, its expression lifelike, shouting:
Leave some for me!
Yes, I'm afraid his stomach is full of alcohol right now.
However, Mr. Yi has hangover remedies, I don't know if he took them or not.
Wen Ruo was overjoyed. She moistened her throat, finding the salty-sweet flavor appealing.
How long will the wedding banquet last?
The food will get cold if we don't come soon.
Wen Ruo flipped through the picture book, truly proving that her playboy nature was hard to change. She had given her a picture book on avoiding fire to cheer her up. Suddenly, there was a noise at the door. She put the book away under her pillow. "Not drunk?"
His steps were steady, without the slightest stumble.
"Three times drunk, three times sober!"
Qi Guanlan shook the wine pot in his hand and cursed, "Zhao Heng is a scoundrel, too jealous! Luckily I was prepared, how could I let him ruin my wedding night!"
He doesn't seem to be fully awake.
Wen Ruo held the jade box given to her by her master and realized that now was not a good time to speak. "Eat something to fill your stomach. I have something to tell you."
"My wife!"
Qi Guanlan suddenly rushed to the bedside, his cool breath carrying a hint of intoxication. His gaze was fixed on her face, and he chuckled softly, "My wife!"
Wen Ruo's fingers curled slightly at his call, and she subconsciously gripped the things under her hands, causing the brocade quilt beneath her to crumple into a ball.
He repeated it over and over, his breath growing increasingly hot. He touched the tip of his nose with his finger, slowly sliding it down to his lips, his eyes becoming fiercely aggressive. "Call me."
"Be deeply affectionate!"
After saying that, he stared at her expectantly. Wen Ruo couldn't help but laugh. His expression changed so quickly, from a wild wolf to a loyal dog in an instant.
She hesitated for a moment, and in that instant, his eyes welled up with tears, making him inexplicably endearing.
Wen Ruo suddenly felt a bit thirsty. She licked her lower lip. This scene seemed familiar. Qi Guanlan's coquettishness was unique, sudden and self-righteous, and he would not give up until he got a response.
"Give me a glass of wine!"
Qi Guanlan looked towards the bedside, picked it up, and suddenly drank it himself. Then he stood up, bent down, and pressed his lips directly to hers. After drinking it, he also tasted the appetizer.
"Want more?"
He was really good at flirting; he was truly gifted. After being robbed by him, her mouth was even drier. "One more bite!"
Qi Guanlan curled her lips and did it again.
This time, he only let go when Wen Ruo was a little out of breath. "Call me!"
I haven't forgotten!
Wen Ruo tilted her head, gently pecked him, and a smile slowly spread across her lips, "Husband?"
"Husband?"
Qi Guanlan's breath hitched. He gently traced her eyebrows and eyes with his fingers, then casually removed her hairpin and kissed her again. "And more."
"Guanlan?"
"Seek it?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than her lips were sealed again. The tender and lingering kiss that had just been was suddenly turned forceful. Wen Ruo tried to respond, but he swallowed her kisses whole.
"Shout again!"
"Seek it."
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