The warrior is always the one who saves the princess from danger; he is both the knight who protects her and the prince who accompanies her throughout her life.
The two men seemed to be competing in this childish arm wrestling style, but it was also a way for An Huai to test the depth of Yi Chenli's strength.
Clearly, Yi Chenli's strength has passed the test.
An Hui took a step forward and handed his younger sister to Yi Chenli.
Before leaving, An Huishou whispered in An Yuan'er's ear, "My silly little sister, I hope you will live a peaceful, joyful, and happy life. Remember to come home and visit our father often. After you get married, he will miss you every day."
The simplest and most unpretentious words express the truest feelings.
An Yuan'er sniffed and choked up, saying, "It's clearly you who keeps talking about me, but you insist on saying it's Father. Brother, it's not shameful at all to admit that you miss Yuan'er and can't bear to part with her."
An looked away haughtily, refusing to admit it.
But he said fiercely to Yi Chenli, "If you ever dare to treat my sister badly in the future, I will never let you off the hook."
Yi Chenli endured An Huishou's anger, only smiling as he said, "That day will never come."
The bride was carried onto the bridal sedan chair. An Yuan'er looked out through the crack in the chair but couldn't see her father seeing her off.
She sighed, guessing that her father was probably heartbroken to part with his daughter and was hiding somewhere crying.
Just as An Yuan'er had expected, in the inner room of the An residence, An Chaoli had taken good care of the guests. At the auspicious time, he should have accompanied An Huishou to send his daughter off to the bridal sedan chair, but the old father was reluctant to part with her and hid in the inner room, refusing to come out.
Aunt Yun accompanied An Chaoli, saying, "Master, you don't need to hold back. If you want to cry, just cry. It's not shameful to cry when your daughter gets married."
An Chaoli recalled, "Yuan'er was just a tiny little thing back then. When she was little, she always loved having me carry her to the market, always so playful and energetic. Yuan'er was my precious baby, and now my darling is leaving home... I..."
An Chaoli couldn't continue speaking.
No matter how old An Yuan'er was, in An Chaoli's heart, Yuan'er would always be a little girl. No matter how outstanding her son-in-law was, he was still a bad man who had taken away his daughter. The old father lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, and no one could see his true emotions.
Aunt Yun was a very gentle woman who also understood etiquette. She sighed softly, "If the master doesn't go out soon, the bridal sedan chair will be far away, and the master will regret it in the future."
These words of regret struck a chord deep within An Chaoli. He staggered to his feet and rushed towards the door.
The bridal sedan chair was moving forward, and An Chaoli, disregarding everything else, shouted, "Xiao Yuan'er, Xiao Yuan'er..."
An Yuan'er heard her father calling from inside the bridal sedan chair and was about to rush out when Guo Guo stopped her: "Miss, a bride cannot turn back on her way home."
An Yuan'er finally let the tears that had been welling up in her eyes fall. She really couldn't bear to part with her father, nor could she bear to part with her brother.
It is a joyous occasion for a girl to grow up and get married, but leaving home and being separated from the place where she was born and raised is not a pleasant feeling at all.
An Chaoli chased after the bridal sedan chair: "Yuan'er, you must be well. Father, be well too. Stay safe and sound."
When you finally arrive, all the words I could say can be summed up in one simple sentence: "Peace be with you."
An Yuan'er responded from inside the bridal sedan chair, "Yuan'er understands. Father does too."
Finally, amidst a shower of red ribbons and joyous cheers, An Chaoli watched the bridal sedan chair gradually disappear into the distance.
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