The bride wore a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, with gold and silver threads interwoven to form a lifelike phoenix, while peonies bloomed in full glory, complementing her stunning beauty.
She swayed gracefully with each step, like a fairy, perfectly embodying the elegance and gentleness of a traditional Chinese bride. Behind her, a group of bridesmaids carefully helped to hold her long phoenix robe, creating a breathtaking scene.
As they reached the doorway, Liu Xiaoling promptly handed over a red umbrella, which Liu Feng steadily accepted and held up for the bride. Under the red umbrella, the two walked side by side, the wedding carpet spread out, reflecting their happy figures.
At this moment, the official's loud voice rang out in the courtyard as he sang: "A red umbrella protects the beauty, a red silk ribbon binds deep affection. Ahead, a hundred flowers bloom on the road, behind, phoenixes sing auspicious songs."
The guests echoed their sentiments, their voices resounding throughout the courtyard.
The newlyweds stopped in their tracks, only to find the grand sedan chair, carried by eight men, already waiting patiently. The chair was entirely vermilion, with carved beams and painted rafters, its roof inlaid with jewels, and red tassels hanging from its sides, swaying gently in the wind, giving it an exceptionally solemn and magnificent appearance.
After helping the bride into the bridal sedan chair, Liu Feng turned around and nimbly mounted the white horse. The white horse had a snow-white coat and a lithe figure, which complemented the groom's temperament perfectly.
"Good fortune is approaching, the phoenix and the dragon sing in harmony, lift the sedan chair!" With this command, the eight-bearer sedan chair was slowly lifted. The curtain was lowered, golden bells jingled, and red silk fluttered.
Accompanied by the sounds of suona horns, gongs, drums, and fireworks, the bridal sedan chair slowly moved along the red carpet. Both sides were lined with blooming roses, their fragrance filling the air and adding a touch of romance to this joyous occasion.
Along the way, neighbors and villagers gathered around to watch, some scattering flowers as blessings, some setting off firecrackers, and children chasing after the sedan chair, their laughter echoing.
The procession began with a lion dance to welcome the bride, followed by auspicious lions bringing blessings, and drums and gongs clearing the way; behind them, a procession of floats stretched for miles, and the entire country road was enveloped in a festive atmosphere.
The wedding attendants distributed cigarettes and candies along the way, their shouts rising and falling: "My young master is getting married! Congratulations to my young master and young mistress on their wedding!"
Meanwhile, multiple cameras were constantly capturing every happy moment of the newlyweds. Several reporters also followed the group, recording this moment.
The bridesmaids in the car were thrilled. Miao Shiqi couldn't help but take out her phone and send a message to Xiao Mei: "Xiao Mei, Jingya's wedding was so amazing. You'll really regret not coming. It's the most beautiful Chinese wedding I've ever seen!"
Xiaomei replied, "What era are we living in? Who still holds a traditional Chinese wedding? It's so outdated. I'm attending a friend's wedding right now, and the bride's wedding dress is gorgeous. I'm not going to talk to you anymore."
Miao Shiqi shook her head helplessly, sent Xiao Mei a few photos of the wedding scene, and then put down her phone.
She glanced at the luxurious interior of the car, then looked out at the lively scene, and a thought couldn't help but come to mind: "Every bride must dream of a bridal sedan chair, right? To ride in a grand sedan chair carried by eight men and have a magnificent wedding!"
Just as the group reached a fork in the road, a sudden commotion arose ahead.
Several figures leaped out from the roadside and blocked the way.
"Groom, hold on a moment! Today you are marrying a beautiful bride. How can you not leave some gifts when you pass through our territory?" A man dressed in black stood at the front of the procession, holding a red ribbon. He looked serious and exuded an imposing aura.
Several burly young men behind him, wielding wooden sticks, stared menacingly at the crowd.
Upon seeing this, Liu Fei and Lin Hao stepped forward first and asked sternly, "Who dares to stop the wedding here?"
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