The remaining assets of the Li family, it is unknown where the Eastern Depot found a descendant of the Li family, made him obediently go through a process, and after receiving a small bribe, returned them intact to Xia Yixin's hands.
In this dynasty, women had no right to inherit their husbands' property, even though Xia Yixin had bought and managed it herself.
All of this became her pretense, and the emperor added some as well. This resulted in Xia Yixin's wedding day being a grand affair, with ten miles of red bridal procession and countless boxes of gifts that practically dazzled the eyes of the people of the capital.
Of course, in addition to that, Xia Yixin also took the opportunity to talk to Xia Mingyu. Unexpectedly, without her having to explain, Xia Mingyu seemed to understand very well. "Mother, I understand. This is an expedient measure for you, just like me staying by the little emperor's side. We are both doing this for the long-term peaceful unification of Beiwu and Yushang."
"..." This left Xia Yixin, who had prepared a whole host of explanations, feeling somewhat frustrated.
Whether or not he had received Xia Mingyu's explanation in advance, Xia Jingfeng, although somewhat disapproving of her "sacrifice herself" in his letter, was helpless.
He only said that he would die once the deed was done.
Xia Jingfeng has already led his army on their way and will arrive in the capital in another week. After the peace treaty is signed this time, Beiwu and Yushang will be able to maintain peace for at least another ten years.
On the day of the wedding.
It was so popular that the streets were deserted.
The clamor of the common people, the sighs of the literati, and the gasps of surprise over the dowry made the entire capital city more lively than a festival.
Because Yuelai Tower was right across from the East Factory, the wedding procession picked her up, went out of the west gate, circled around, and then came back from the east gate.
The second time she sat in a sedan chair with a red veil over her head, Xia Yixin's feelings were complicated. She never expected that, by a twist of fate, she would marry the same person both times.
However, as of now, she is the only one who knows the truth.
After thinking it over for so long, she decided to keep her true identity hidden for now. She didn't know if he would still believe her if she told him her real identity. Besides, her happiness level was already so high that he could leave at any time. She felt that using this "relatively unfamiliar" identity might hurt him less.
As the bridal sedan chair landed, Xia Yixin unconsciously clenched the handkerchief in her hand, listening to the auspicious words from the matchmaker outside and the chatter of the people outside. However, today the topic of discussion was no longer her but Qi Yu.
"Living like a widow," "eunuch," "So pitiful"
Words like "etc." kept popping up, and although she was mentally prepared, she couldn't help but sigh softly.
Suddenly, a gasp rang out from outside, followed by a deathly silence.
As Xia Yixin was still in surprise, the wedding curtain was lifted, and it seemed the matchmaker was carrying the new bride into the house. But through the gap in the veil, she saw a handsome man's hand.
The same bright red wedding attire.
He took her hand and, amidst the gasps of the people outside, carried her out of the sedan chair.
This is the first time ever!
The onlookers seemed to have their necks grabbed by something, and only after watching Cao Anmin (Qi Yu) take the person inside did they gasp in amazement.
After her initial shock, Xia Yixin leaned on his back and looked at the man's cold profile that she occasionally glimpsed from under his red veil. She suddenly realized why the people had been so shocked that they couldn't make a sound.
Today, the Chief Supervisor is not wearing a mask.
The onlookers were astonished to find that the Grand Eunuch was just as rumored: handsome, with a face like jade, a dashing appearance, and a cold and aloof demeanor. He was even more handsome than the rumors suggested, as if he were a god descended to earth.
Xia Yixin felt as if her previously empty heart had been filled, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on his arms.
Qi Yu did this because he had overheard the discussions among the city's residents. Although she was shrouded in mystery, for some reason, her slight concern seemed to ignite a tiny spark in his darkness. Even though it was very faint, it gave him a sense of finding something in his loneliness.
He knew he couldn't give her anything else, so he would give her the greatest honor of being the wife of a high-ranking official.
Cao De was also present today, sitting in the first seat. He received the newlyweds' kneeling obeisance, and his eyes welled up with tears.
Qi Yu thought the old man was just happy, but little did he know that Cao De, one of the only two who knew the truth, was not only happy but also a little wistful, as the two of them had come together again after all this time.
Moreover, a special guest arrived at the banquet that evening.
It was the nine-year-old boy named "Mingyu" whom Cao De had previously introduced. After seeing Cao Anmin's (Qi Yu's) appearance tonight, everyone became very secretive.
Qi Yu was a beat slow to realize why he thought the face looked "familiar".
Because this boy looked 70% like him!
Moreover, there seemed to be the shadow of someone else between his brows, but he knew better than anyone else that this was impossible.
He and Xia Yixin had no marital relationship ten years ago, and the child's age is also incorrect, so the only explanation for everything is—coincidence.
That night, besides him, nine-year-old Mingyu was the focus of the entire event. He discovered that Mingyu was not only knowledgeable but also unfathomably skilled in martial arts. At such a young age, his internal strength was already unfathomable.
Qi Yu tentatively inquired about his background, but unfortunately, the seemingly innocent boy turned out to be a ruthless scoundrel who ended up getting Qi Yu drunk.
Perhaps it was because he saw a woman's figure in the boy, and today seemed like a replay of the past, but the woman he loved was no longer there.
The festive red hues filling the room gave him an excuse to get drunk. Qi Yu drank himself into a stupor.
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