Chapter 22 The Fragrance of the Acacia Wine Fades Away
The wedding procession stopped at the entrance of the villa, but a group of young people, laughing and joking, escorted the groom in. The laughter of the men and women was like a fire, instantly turning the tranquil villa into a boiling hot place.
Tushe'er went to the door and excitedly exclaimed, "Miss, they're here!"
"Um."
Shang Ruyi hurriedly raised her fan to shield her face.
Her initial low spirits were swept away, and she nervously gripped the fan handle, listening to the sounds outside.
She didn't bring many people with her, and her most capable servant, Tushe'er, had to stay in the room with her the whole time, so the maids blocking the door outside were no match for her and were almost scattered by the wedding procession.
Fortunately, someone was still laughing and shouting, "The bride is still getting ready. Why don't you go and urge her?"
The implication is that she wants the groom to urge her to get ready for the wedding.
Those outside understood and hurriedly called for someone to bring over pens, ink, and paper. Shang Ruyi pricked up her ears, as if she could hear the rustling sound of pens being written.
A moment later, the shouts of the young men came from outside: "The poem urging you to get ready is finished. Please, bride, have a look."
The crowd laughed and knocked on the door. Tu She'er hurried over, opened the door a crack, took a piece of paper, and handed it to Shang Ruyi. Looking down, she saw four lines of poetry on it—
The ninefold heavenly palace opened in succession, as jade horses and golden chariots rode through the clouds.
The fragrance of the acacia blossoms fades away with the passing of a cup of wine; the adorned maiden descends from the Jade Terrace.
The handwriting is obviously somewhat hasty, as if it was done in a hurry, but the strokes are steady and the sharpness between the strokes is revealed, showing a kind of martial arts man's arrogance and confidence.
Shang Ruyi's face flushed slightly.
No girl is indifferent to her appearance. Shang Ruyi knew that she was not bad-looking, but compared to Yuwen Ye's outstanding handsomeness, she was indeed inferior as a bride.
Unexpectedly, his poem urging her to get ready for marriage described her as an angel.
Tushe'er, standing to the side, couldn't help but chuckle, "That's what they call—beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
Shang Ruyi said, "Keep your voice down."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a young man outside shouted, "Isn't the fairy going to descend to earth yet?"
Everyone burst into laughter again.
Shang Ruyi slowly stood up, and Tu She'er hurriedly helped her out.
As soon as the door opened, everyone outside fell silent.
At this time, it was getting late, and the setting sun shone brightly, making the bride's wedding dress look radiant and dazzling, and her cheeks glowed like fire, and her smile was as beautiful as a flower.
Everyone exclaimed, "The bride is out!"
Shang Ruyi looked up and saw several young men from noble families standing in front of her to welcome the bride. They were all dressed in fine clothes and were dashing. Standing in the very center was Yuwen Ye, dressed in red.
Even through the fan, his tall and straight figure was recognizable. Especially when standing among a group of noble young men, he did not blend into the crowd; on the contrary, he appeared even taller, more handsome, and elegant.
Shang Ruyi's face flushed again.
At this moment, Tusheer whispered, "Why isn't the son-in-law smiling?"
Shang Ruyi was taken aback.
The next moment, Tushe'er whispered in her ear with a smile, "I know, he must feel embarrassed just like you, Miss."
When Shang Ruyi looked up at Yuwen Ye, his eyes flickered slightly.
The moment he saw Shang Ruyi step out of the room, a light flashed in his bright eyes, and then the corners of his lips curled up slightly, forming a smile-like arc.
The people around had already started shouting—
"A fairy has descended to earth!"
"The Green Maiden has descended from the Jade Terrace, quickly bring her home!"
At this moment, Yuwen Ye slowly walked up to her and extended a hand to her.
At this moment, the world seemed to fall silent.
The laughter and noise of the people around her seemed to fade into the distance all at once. Shang Ruyi only looked at the hand extended in front of her, and then, she heard his deep voice in her ear—
Let's go.
Shang Ruyi blushed and placed her hand in his.
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