Chapter 87 Before the bronze mirror, the woman's reflection was pink...
Before the bronze mirror, the woman's delicate face was reflected. A large peony crown inlaid with rubies shone brightly on her full, dark hair. On either side, a pair of red phoenixes held pink pearls in their beaded ornaments. The pearls, as big as eyeballs, hung just in front of her forehead but did not obscure her eyebrows or eyes. Her headdress was radiant and bright, but it could not take away the delicate and tender face that wore it.
Wei Yin was pampered growing up, and her figure was not thin, but rather plump and shapely like white jade. The young woman dressed her in a wedding dress, which was also embroidered with dark red peonies, which looked like a hidden pattern and were adorned with rubies. At first glance, it didn't seem like much, but when it was illuminated by candlelight, it shone brightly.
The clothes and jewelry were all carefully arranged by Wei's father, while Lu Hun's groom's suit, although exquisite, was obviously not as specially made as hers.
The young woman smiled and said, "When I delivered the wedding dress, Young Master Lu handled it very carefully, as if he was afraid of damaging it."
Wei Yin couldn't help but smile. When the time was almost up, the young woman lifted the veil from the side and placed it on Wei Yin's head. She then took a very long piece of red silk and stuffed it into Wei Yin's hand, whispering, "When Young Master Lu comes to fetch you later, have him hold this and lead you to the front hall for the wedding ceremony."
Wei Yin nodded and wrapped the red silk around her wrist.
A commotion broke out outside the door. The ghosts pushed Lu Hun into the bridal chamber. The door was ajar, only slightly ajar. The young woman peeked out from the doorway, then quickly returned to help Wei Yin up. Through the door, she instructed Lu Hun outside, "Groom, you must grab the silk ribbons on the bride's body before you can take her away."
After speaking, he gestured to Wei Yin.
Wei Yin forcefully threw the red silk in her hand out through the hidden door. Lu Hun tried to catch it, but was pushed away by the ghosts watching the commotion.
He was completely baffled for a long time.
Finally, the ghosts stopped causing trouble, but Wei Yin was in a playful mood and deliberately threw the red silk ribbon at the boy's face, grazing his body. Just as the boy was about to reach out and grab it, she suddenly pulled the ribbon back.
Lu Hun was dressed in a groom's robe today. The color of his robe was slightly darker than Wei Yin's, with a hint of darkness, like blood. He had removed his usual handkerchief and replaced it with a crown. The crown was a gold crown, and like Wei Yin's, it was adorned with rubies. His face was usually very pale, but today, for his wedding, he had specially applied some light-colored lip rouge, which made him look a little healthier. The ruby and gold crown made his face look like jade, and he was gradually transforming from a boy into a mature man.
But that was just an illusion when he was still. Just by grabbing a red ribbon, his eyelids were mocked by the laughter of the ghosts and couldn't help but turn red.
The young woman teased him, "Groom, you can't even catch a piece of silk, can you? You won't be able to take your bride with you then."
The boy had a good temper and wasn't annoyed. He pursed his lips, stared at the red silk, and tried to catch it seriously.
He got serious. Before Wei Yin could embarrass him, he rushed over and grabbed the silk tightly in his hand. Wei Yin tried to snatch it away, but he held it so tightly that he couldn't move at all.
"Sister, stop playing, it's getting late," he said with a shy smile.
Wei Yin then stopped, letting him hold one end of the red silk while she held the other. They went out of the room. Because her head was covered with a veil, it was not easy for her to walk, so Lu Hun slowed down and followed closely beside her.
Wei Yin didn't stop walking; she deliberately pulled the silk towards herself, sometimes tightening it to pull Lu Hun closer, and sometimes loosening it to keep him away from her.
After finally reaching the hall, they found it simply decorated with wedding curtains by the ghosts. The parents were not seated on the high seat at the entrance; only a cup of tea was offered. After bowing to heaven and earth, since Wei's father and others were not present, they could only kowtow in the direction of the Wen family's old house as a token of their respect. After the couple bowed, there were no guests, so they did not need to accompany them. They simply offered water instead of wine to the young woman who was the officiant and to the ghosts. Then they were led directly into the bridal chamber. The ghosts then coaxed Lu Hun to remove Wei Yin's veil in front of them and let them drink a cup of wedding wine.
The night was too short, and the couple had to get married tonight. The young woman couldn't bear to waste their time, so she took the ghosts who were still watching the spectacle out of the room, leaving the newlyweds alone.
Inside the bridal chamber, a pair of phoenix candles burned with all their might, while Wei Yin and Lu Hun sat silently beside the bridal bed.
It was the young man's first time getting married. From morning until the ceremony was over, his face was flushed. He was so nervous that he didn't dare to look up at Wei Yin's face.
Wei Yin chuckled and got up, pulling at the red silk binding their hands as she retreated. Lu Hun was forced to let her pull it up, so he had to get up and retreat with her. Wei Yin only stopped when her back touched the dragon and phoenix candle.
The red silk was pulled all the way into her arms, and the boy only held a pitiful little bit in his hand. He still didn't dare to look up at her, who had pulled him to within a fist's distance.
Seeing the boy's appearance, Wei Yin found it even funnier. She turned around and walked towards the bed, and Lu Hun had no choice but to be pulled over by her.
The two arrived at the bedside.
The boy remained shy throughout.
Wei Yin finally had no choice but to say, "Lu Hun, what do you think a married couple should do on their wedding night?"
Lu Hun's face turned bright red, as if splashed with red paint.
Wei Yin said, "Lower the red curtain outside the bed."
Lu Hun immediately complied.
Inside the hazy, gold-flecked red gauze curtain, a man and a woman stood facing each other.
Wei Yin sighed, took off the red silk ribbon from her wrist, and then removed his. The red silk ribbon rustled and fell to the ground at their feet. Then, she took the boy's slender fingers and placed them on her sash, saying, "It's time for bed. Help your sister undress."
Lu Hun's hands trembled violently. He nodded and took off the bright red wedding dress that Wei Yin was wearing. Wei Yin encouraged him with her eyes to continue, and the young man finally mustered up his courage.
The funny thing is, the boy turned his head away and didn't dare to look.
Wei Yin smiled, not pressing him, but grabbing his stiff arm and starting to unbutton his clothes.
Once Lu Hun was under the covers, he buried himself deep inside, not daring to show his head at all. Wei Yin almost couldn't help but laugh out loud, but she forced herself to hold it in and followed him in. Lu Hun carefully and cautiously tried to lean against the corner of the wall, but Wei Yin didn't care.
She just smiled and ordered him, "Don't hide, come here and hug your sister."
Lu Hun hesitated for a moment, not daring to disobey her, and forced himself to turn around, his usually reserved eyes widening as he looked at her timidly.
The boy was always shy, and he was still shy at this moment. The next moment, Wei Yin let out a soft chuckle that sounded like a sigh, took the initiative to reach out and hook her arm around the boy's neck, and kissed the boy's lips.
Lu Hun paused, then immediately returned her kiss sweetly.
As he was engrossed in the kiss, the boy suddenly trembled. Startled, he arched his back, staring at her with wide eyes, and recoiled, stammering, "Sister, I... I'm not ready yet..."
"Come back." Wei Yin completely ignored his words.
Lu Hun glanced at her with a wronged look, then at her again, seemingly unwilling. He said softly, "I want to do it myself. I need to be prepared. Sister, you can't rush this."
Wei Yin looked at him helplessly, but in the end, she agreed.
Lu Hun's preparations were quite lengthy. He was fascinated by the delicate kisses, holding Wei Yin tightly and kissing her carefully. What he liked most was to entwine with her and make love, with a very long prelude, kissing her until her whole body was overflowing with desire.
I don't know how much time passed.
Finally, he whispered in her ear, "Sister, I'm ready."
As Lu Hun spoke, he kept glancing at Wei Yin's face. Her face was rosy, and although he had kissed her lips for a long time, they didn't turn white at all; instead, they appeared even redder. Wei Yin noticed his caution and smiled as she kissed his reddened earlobe. "Sister is fine. Don't be afraid. Do whatever you want."
Lu Hun carefully lowered his eyes, inserted his fingers into her palm, and then gently began.
However, the boy was still too uneasy. He seemed afraid of making her uncomfortable, so he would check her face and touch her head. Wei Yin felt even more uncomfortable and coaxed him with a smile, "Lu Hun, don't be afraid. You're making your sister feel even worse."
Unexpectedly, when it really came to that, Lu Hun was even more upset than her, and called her "sister" with a wronged expression.
"Silly boy." Wei Yin had no choice but to endure the pain and patiently kiss him. "Lu Hun, don't be nervous. It's just that you don't have experience and can't handle it all at once. Relax a little and don't be so tense."
Lu Hun managed a weak "oh," and it took him a long time to come to his senses before he slowly hugged her tightly. He rubbed his face against her shoulder, his voice carrying a deep sadness.
"Sister... after I disappear, will you still remember me?"
Wei Yin patiently replied, "Let's not talk about that now."
Lu Hun shook his head, stubbornly asking, "Sister, please remember me, okay?"
Wei Yin gave a perfunctory answer; she had no time to think about anything else at a time like this.
Lu Hun saw through her perfunctory attitude, lowered his head, and after a while, his eyes suddenly welled up with tears. His voice sounded extremely hoarse and desperate: "Sister, let's have a child, okay? A child who looks just like me. When you see him, you'll remember that there was once a person named Lu Hun."
Wei Yin noticed the boy's unease and smiled, "Alright, then Lu Hun will give your sister a child?"
The gloom in Lu Hun's heart instantly dissipated. He leaned close to Wei Yin's ear and whispered, "Sister, I'm so happy that you're willing to have my child. But I'm sorry, sister, I can't give you a child that's half-human and half-ghost, nor can I let my child burden you for the rest of your life. I'm already satisfied that we can become husband and wife tonight. Sister, please bear with me. I'm going to go all out. Tonight, I won't let you off the hook. I'll make sure you remember the pain I inflicted on you tonight, and never forget it for the rest of your life."
Just as the boy had said, he buried his head deep into the crook of her neck, and his hands were gripped by his two pairs of slender fingers with distinct knuckles. It was truly a mystery where someone so thin could get such brute strength.
Wei Yin was suddenly startled by the boy's appearance and wanted to say something to him, but it was obviously too late.
The boy's eyes changed, becoming so dark they seemed to suck her in. Although he kept calling out "Sister, Sister," his voice was completely broken and hoarse, and Wei Yin didn't even have a chance to say a word.
That night, Wei Yin finally turned this sixteen-year-old boy into a man.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com