Chapter 225 On the eve of the wedding, no one could keep the rules.
Half an hour later.
Su Ruan was counting sheep when there was a knock on the glass door of the balcony.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she ran barefoot over to pull back the curtains.
Under the moonlight, Yan Tingnan stood tall and straight on the balcony, dressed in a simple white shirt and black trousers.
Why are you here?
Su Ruan quickly opened the glass door, her voice trembling with surprise.
The balcony door was half-closed, and the night breeze carried the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms in.
"Didn't we say we couldn't meet?"
Yan Tingnan stepped in and stood in front of her, his body carrying the slight coolness of the night breeze, but his gaze was burning hot.
"Rules are inanimate."
He lifted her up with one hand, like he was holding a child.
Su Ruan wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her back against the glass door.
"I am alive."
As Su Ruan was held in his arms, the inexplicable emptiness she had felt all night was instantly filled.
"miss you."
She buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice.
Yan Tingnan chuckled softly, his deep voice booming in the night.
"Know."
That's why I came.
He loosened his grip on her slightly, lowered his head, and carefully examined her by the moonlight.
"I miss you as well."
His lips pressed down, the kiss both fierce and restrained.
Su Ruan felt breathless from the kisses, so she wrapped her legs around his waist even tighter and protested in a muffled voice.
"Teacher Yan, isn't this against the rules?"
He bit her lower lip, his breath hot.
"Calculate."
"Then what should we do?"
Punish me.
Yan Tingnan helped her toward the large bed in the room.
"My punishment is to serve the bride well tonight."
He pulled her into the duvet and slowly untied her robe.
Su Ruan bit his earlobe.
"The wedding ceremony is tomorrow, and you're sneaking around tonight? Is Teacher Yan in such a hurry?"
"urgent."
Yan Tingnan bent down and began to unbutton his shirt.
"They're so eager to rehearse their wedding night tomorrow."
The moonlight hid behind the clouds, and osmanthus blossoms covered the balcony.
Su Ruan's fingertips gripped the bedsheet tightly, the sound of which was more fragmented than moonlight.
"You need to get up early tomorrow, so try to behave yourself."
"I'll try to finish within an hour."
On the eve of the wedding, no one could keep the rules.
1:07 AM.
Yan Tingnan kept his word.
Yan Tingnan was still concerned about her having to wear the phoenix crown tomorrow.
The rehearsal was done in a timely manner; once the excitement was over, the person was washed clean and put back into bed.
"Go to sleep."
Su Ruan tugged at his clothes, her eyelashes drooping with sleep.
Are you really leaving?
Her voice still carried a soft, lingering quality, like a hook.
Yan Tingnan paused in buttoning his shirt, then leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"Um."
"If you stay any longer, you really won't be able to get up tomorrow."
"Leave something to look forward to, so that tomorrow in the bridal chamber you can rightfully unwrap my gift."
Su Ruan's ears burned, and she kicked his shin.
"Get out of here!"
Yan Tingnan chuckled softly, stole another kiss on her lips, and then straightened up.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
He turned and walked towards the balcony, his tall figure blending into the moonlight.
Su Ruan hugged the blanket, inhaling the last vestiges of peace, and fell into a deep sleep.
At 4:30 a.m., Su Ruan was dragged out of bed by Huo Siyue.
The makeup team filed in, and the bedroom instantly turned into a battlefield.
The wedding ceremony in the Ming Dynasty was complicated, with makeup and hair being the most important part.
Huo Siyue, Song Shengsheng, and Lin Yiyao arrived early and busied themselves around her.
Su Ruan sat in front of the mirror, letting herself be manipulated, her eyelids still drooping.
Huo Siyue jumped around excitedly, even more so than the person involved.
"Teacher! Your eyelashes must be curled to the sky! Your blush must be sweeter than your first love!"
Song Shengsheng calmly directed the operation, holding the process sheet.
Lin Yiyao brought in a glass of warm milk and handed it to Su Ruan.
"Make a dab first."
Su Ruan took the gift and was about to drink it when a staff member knocked on the door and came in with a gift box.
“Miss Su, a gentleman just delivered this to you, saying it's a wedding gift for your wedding.”
He said he would leave after dropping you off and wished you a happy marriage.
The gift box was small, simple and elegant, and unsigned.
Su Ruan's heart stirred for no apparent reason.
She put down the milk and opened the carton.
Inside the box were not ordinary items, but a pair of crystal-clear glass cups, with intricate lotus scroll patterns carved on their bodies.
There was a folded card underneath.
May you always shine, and be happy and carefree.
The handwriting is clear and vigorous, characteristic of Shen Yu's style.
Su Ruan was slightly taken aback, then understood.
Who is it? Who is it?
Huo Siyue curiously peeked out.
Su Ruan put away the note, smiled, and picked up a glass cup to examine it closely in the light.
“A friend of mine has good taste; this cup is beautiful.”
Song Shengsheng raised an eyebrow, smiled knowingly, but didn't say anything.
Lin Yiyao gently echoed.
"The meaning is very good. The lotus leaves symbolize a loving couple and the birth of many children."
Huo Siyue was immediately swayed: "Yes, yes, yes! A good omen!"
Su Ruan carefully placed the cup back into the box, picked up her phone, and found Shen Yu's WeChat.
After a moment's consideration, I sent a message.
[Shen Yu, I received the gift. It's very beautiful. Thank you.]
I wish you all the best.
On the side corridor, Shen Yu leaned against a pillar, looking at the message that popped up on his phone screen.
He typed a few words, then deleted them.
Type it again, then delete it again.
In the end, he didn't reply with a single word.
He looked up and gazed in the direction of the bride's dressing room. Through the crowds and noise, he could almost see her in her wedding dress.
He's coming; just watch him from afar.
He personally delivered this blessing, which can be considered a complete fulfillment of his wishes.
It felt like my heart was being strangled by a thin thread; not fatal, but a persistent, sharp pain.
He lowered his head and gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Ultimately, we were a step too late, or rather, we were never on the same starting line.
He opened the chat window, long-pressed, and selected "Delete Contact".
The moment I pressed the confirm button, it felt like something was completely ripped out of my heart.
It's empty now, and quiet now.
Keeping their contact information is like keeping a number you'll never dare to dial.
Seeing her happy makes me regret that this happiness has nothing to do with him.
Every time I see her updates, it feels like being slowly tortured to death.
He wasn't so carefree as to be her lifelong confidant.
So, it's better to delete it.
It's better to cut ties cleanly than to keep pulling at the problem and creating unnecessary trouble for yourself.
He glanced one last time in the direction of the bride's dressing room, then turned and left.
Goodbye, Ruanruan.
My girl, may you always keep smiling like this.
The lounge was bathed in the soft light of dawn.
Su Ruan wore a pure gold and kingfisher feather phoenix crown, with a beaded curtain hanging down, which made her eyebrows and eyes look like a painting.
She wore a bright red brocade robe with gold-embroidered sleeves, layered and intricate, exuding a vibrant and grand aura.
"Wow, this outfit alone could buy an apartment in the Second Ring Road, right?"
Song Shengsheng looked down at the process sheet, circled around Su Ruan, and clicked her tongue in amazement.
Lin Yiyao adjusted the jade pendants around Su Ruan's waist and sighed softly.
"So soft and beautiful."
"Sister-in-law! You're so beautiful! You're going to seduce my brother!"
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, adorned with jewels and with spring in her eyes, Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat.
I'm really going to marry him.
There was a knock on the door, and a staff member peeked out.
"The groom has arrived at the gate with his entourage!"
Huo Siyue peeked through the window and immediately started shouting.
"They're here! They're here! My brother and his whole groomsmen are coming!"
Song Shengsheng instantly entered battle mode.
"Sisters! Grab your weapons! Hold the line!"
She gave calm instructions.
"As planned, let him know that it's not easy to get married."
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