The matchmaker's urging voice and the chaotic celebrations from the crowd brushed past An Yuan'er's ears, accompanied by her restless heartbeats.
An Yuan'er placed her hand on her heart, feeling her unusually rapid heartbeat.
Many people had made preparations for this day, and Yi Chenli's wedding procession had already arrived at the door, leaving her no room for willful delays.
An Yuan'er placed the red veil over her head, the red covering the girl's delicate and beautiful face. She parted her red lips slightly and said, "Let's go."
The matchmaker opened the door with great fanfare, saying a lot of auspicious words. Guoguo helped An Yuan'er hand the young lady's hand to the young master, and An Hui carried An Yuan'er out of the mansion.
The bride's feet cannot touch the ground; her brother carries her out of the house.
An Huaishou walked slowly, but each step was very steady. It was the best time of spring, and the peach blossoms were dancing in the wind, a beautiful sight.
A petal landed on An Huishou's hair, and An Yuan'er gently brushed it away: "Brother, is Yuan'er heavy?"
The heavy load and layers of clothing made An Yuan'er's load much heavier than before, but she thoughtfully supported herself so as not to tire her brother.
An Huai spoke with doting affection, and carried his younger sister even tighter on his back. As soon as he picked her up, he noticed that Yuan'er was ice-cold all over. The little girl must be nervous on such a joyous day.
An Huaishou comforted her, saying, "Silly sister, even if Yuan'er were dozens of pounds heavier, your brother could still carry her."
An Yuan'er pouted unhappily: "I've gotten so fat, Yuan'er is going to turn into a little pig."
An Hui quickly replied, "Even if she becomes a pig sister, she will still be her brother's good sister, and that will never change."
Blood relatives are those who, regardless of your beauty or ugliness, will say the most disdainful things to you, yet in their hearts, they always feel that their own daughter is the most adorable person in the world.
An Huaishou was also that kind of brother; though he joked, he was actually reluctant to let his younger sister get married.
But I can't disobey my sister's choices and opinions.
An Yuan'er's initial nervousness and unease gradually dissipated as she joked with her brother.
As An walked to the door, she glanced back and saw Yi Chenli, the former sixth prince, waiting there.
Yi Chenli nodded slightly and nodded to An Hui, showing proper courtesy.
Who would have thought that the once gloomy and aloof person would be associated with the kind and courteous prince of the Southern Kingdom standing before them?
He changed a lot because of his sister, or perhaps they changed each other, letting down their guard and pride for each other, and slowly becoming two people in love.
They stepped out of the small confines of Chenyang Palace. An Huaishou had witnessed everything that had happened.
An Huishou paused at the doorway and stopped.
An Yuan'er, her head covered by a red veil, couldn't see what was happening in front of her. She paused, stunned, and asked, "Brother?"
An Yuan'er noticed that her brother's aura had changed. She reached out one of her hands, which was behind her back, and clasped Yi Chenli's hand in mid-air.
The two men appeared outwardly calm, but they were secretly using their inner strength to compete, sparks flying as they clashed in a flash.
Then, in an instant, both sides simultaneously withdrew their strength.
An Hui headed back, adopting the air of an elder brother, and said seriously, "You passed the test. No man worse than me can marry my sister."
Faced with An Huishou's provocation, Yi Chenli was not angry and confidently said, "Of course. Yuan'er naturally deserves the best warrior in the world, and I am willing to be that warrior."
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