The groom had already arrived, and the female elders came to Jiang Xuelin's boudoir one after another.
The bride, sitting on the bed, wore a bright red wedding dress that was as vibrant as fire. The weather was hot, and the dress was made of light and breathable material. There was a layer of crimson gauze on the outside, and the collar and waist were adorned with small and rare red pearls. The patterns embroidered with gold thread were not conspicuous, but they would unfold with her movements. This wedding dress alone was extremely precious.
The materials used and the pearls adorning them were all tribute items, extremely rare even in the royal court.
With a bridal veil covering her head, others couldn't see her face underneath. Only the swaying tassels of the veil revealed that the bride's emotions were anything but calm.
How could it possibly be peaceful!
But with so many people around, Jiang Xuelin couldn't possibly ask the question.
Others assumed that Jiang Xuelin was just shy and nervous. After all, no matter how generous she usually appeared, she was still an unmarried girl, and it was only natural that she would be nervous on her wedding day.
However, Jiang Xuelin's actual state at this time was different from what everyone expected.
Unfortunately, with everyone watching, she had no choice but to accept the change. The groom, Fu Hanlai, who had come to fetch the bride, finally entered the mansion.
Looking at Fu Hanlai, who was dressed in a red robe, Marquis Jing'an felt that he was very different from the man he had seen before. If he hadn't known beforehand that Fu Hanlai had run away from the wedding, he would have believed that Fu Hanlai was looking forward to the marriage with great anticipation.
However……
Whenever he thought of what the mute nanny had said about watching him leave the Prince Ping's residence to elope, the Marquis of Jing'an could no longer maintain the smile on his face.
Children are all debts!
Whether it's his son or the heir of Prince Ping, it's all a debt owed from a past life.
"Father-in-law, your son-in-law has come to fetch you!" Having successfully escaped the difficulties posed by Jiang Xuelin's two nephews and one elder brother, Fu Hanlai stood beaming before Marquis Jing'an.
—Quick! Tell me quickly that there's no bride for me to pick up!
"Um."
The other guests only felt that the atmosphere between the prospective father-in-law and son-in-law was a bit strange, but in the end they just assumed that it was because the Marquis of Jing'an was reluctant to part with the daughter he had raised since childhood, which was why he had such complicated feelings, and they didn't think too much about it.
Fu Hanlai was completely bewildered until the three poems urging him to get married were finished, and Jiang Xuetao carried her younger sister out of her boudoir.
I was genuinely dumbfounded.
Jiang Xuelin's face, hidden under the veil, also showed a look of bewilderment.
No, that's not right.
What happened?
Hearing from outside that the wedding poems had already begun, Jiang Xuelin was in a daze, somewhat confused, and then she couldn't think about it any longer.
The poem urging Jiang Xuelin to get into the bridal sedan chair brought the entire boudoir to a climax. Jiang Xuetao, who was the one who was escorting Jiang Xuelin to the bridal sedan chair today, naturally came over.
Seeing his younger sister sitting there waiting in her finest attire, Jiang Xuetao felt extremely conflicted. He walked over, hoisted her onto his back, and carried his only precious sister out.
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"Lin'er."
"Um."
“If that guy Fu Hanlai bullies you, don’t be afraid. The entire Jing’an Marquis’s mansion is your support. You don’t need to be afraid of him.” These words had been said countless times since the day of their engagement, but now, carrying his younger sister on his back, Jiang Xuetao couldn’t help but say them again.
Jiang Xuelin: "..."
So what exactly happened?!
Didn't Fu Hanlai run away from his wedding?
Why is the marriage still going ahead as planned? Could it be that the Prince Ping's mansion really sent a convincing imposter?
The road wasn't far, and in no time, Jiang Xuetao carried the person to the bridal sedan chair. There were people all around, and Jiang Xuelin didn't know whether Jiang Xuetao knew about Fu Hanlai's elopement or not, so she didn't have a chance to ask.
"The bride is getting into the bridal sedan chair!" The matchmaker next to the sedan chair called out with a smile, and then Jiang Xuelin was stuffed into the sedan chair that had been prepared in advance.
The curtain of the bridal sedan chair was quickly lowered and then lifted again. Jiang Xuelin saw a bright red apple being stuffed into her hand and heard a laughing voice in her ear.
"The bride should take this carefully; may she have a peaceful and prosperous future!"
Jiang Xuelin: "..."
no!
etc!
Hello!
Having successfully placed the person into the bridal sedan chair, Lady Jing'an's eyes instantly reddened as she watched all this, her reluctance growing stronger. However, when she caught a glimpse of Fu Hanlai's equally bewildered expression out of the corner of her eye, that reluctance dissipated once more.
No, this isn't over yet!
At least we'll be able to relax completely once they're in the bridal chamber. This is just the beginning; the most important wedding ceremony is yet to come!
Lady Jing'an never imagined that one day her daughter's marriage would cause her such anxiety. Knowing that the Prince of Ping had run away from the wedding, she took a special look to confirm that the person in front of her was indeed Fu Hanlai. She guessed that he was probably like Jiang Xuelin, having been found and brought back halfway through his escape.
Fortunately, although both of them encountered problems, they did not miss the auspicious time.
Before today, she never imagined that the day would be so chaotic.
Surrounded by several relatives and friends, Fu Hanlai remounted his horse and, looking completely bewildered, followed instructions to walk at the very front of the procession. It wasn't until the wedding procession began to depart that he snapped out of his daze.
Wait a minute!
Didn't they say Jiang Xuelin ran away from her wedding? Then who is the "bride" sitting in the sedan chair behind them? The Jing'an Marquis's Mansion doesn't dare to rely on the fact that the bride is wearing a veil and sitting in a sedan chair, so no one can see her face clearly. So they used someone else to impersonate Jiang Xuelin and marry into the Pingwang Mansion.
It's impossible for someone to have that kind of guts, right?
Who is inside?
Realizing that something was wrong, Fu Hanlai, who had been ordered around all day and whose mind was in a daze, couldn't help but turn around and look at the location of the bridal sedan chair.
He rode his horse at the very front of the procession, followed by his male attendants and several friends. Behind them was a lively procession with gongs, drums, and trumpets. Only after that came the eight-bearer sedan chair carrying the bride.
Despite the crowd, Fu Hanlai could vaguely see the bridal sedan chair being carried by the bearers, and he couldn't help but wonder.
—Is that girl Jiang Xuelin inside?
That's impossible, isn't it?
The procession had only just left the Jing'an Marquis's residence when a crowd of onlookers gathered around. Naturally, some people saw Fu Hanlai looking back at the bridal sedan chair from his horse, and immediately some busybodies burst into laughter.
"Look! The groom is so eager to see the bride!"
Fu Hanlai: "..."
He recognized the voice; it was that of a familiar playboy.
Am I just too eager to see what the bride looks like?
I'm trying to find out if this bride is really that girl Jiang Xuelin!
You guys don't know anything!
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