Chapter 100 Preparing for the Wedding
Wei Rong put Yangyang down, carefully avoided the boxes beside him, and walked over.
The red in the box made his pupils shrink slightly.
"I asked my master to buy this for me. I found the best tailor shop and asked the owner to use the best fabrics and embroidery threads. Maybe I was in a hurry, so I'll buy a better set later."
Wei Rong kept his eyes on the wedding dress in the box. Such warm colors, like the people around him, almost melted his whole body.
Yun Fu carefully took out the men's wedding suit.
"Try it on first to see if it fits. If it doesn't, alter it."
But the size Yunfu gave should be accurate, after all, she measured it herself.
Wei Rong looked at the wedding dress stuffed into his hands. It was so light, yet so heavy, so heavy that he needed to use both hands to hold it.
When Yun Fu saw Wei Rong in a red wedding dress appear in front of her, her eyes widened in an instant.
She had never seen Wei Rong wearing a red robe.
The clothes I usually wear are either very light or very dark.
Coupled with his face that looked like a banished immortal, he seemed cold and detached.
And now, wearing a red wedding dress, she doesn't look out of place at all. Instead, it makes her face more gorgeous and beautiful beyond words.
This kind of beauty knows no gender.
Wei Rong carefully turned around in front of Afu, showing off the clothes he was wearing.
"Afu, does it look good?"
Yun Fu stared at the man blankly, and felt her nose itchy.
He reacted quickly, covered his nose and turned around.
Wei Rong saw the girl's actions, his heart tightened, and he walked forward, "What's wrong?"
Yun Fu covered her nose and felt her nose getting hot as she looked at the face that suddenly came up to her.
The nosebleed finally came out.
When Wei Rong saw the girl bleeding from her nose, he quickly found a clean handkerchief and helped her hold it in place.
Yun Fu tilted her head back and closed her eyes.
What to do? Wei Rong is as beautiful as a red coral.
It is even more beautiful than the red coral in his own collection.
Yun Fu's face flushed red, and she stretched out her hand to block the man's face. "Move aside a little, let me slow down."
Wei Rong looked at the girl's peach-pink cheeks and ears, and his throat felt itchy, making him want to take a bite.
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The couple's wedding date was set for the sixth day of August, a date Yun Fu had chosen after looking through the almanac.
That is half a month later.
This day is neither long nor short.
The two of them now live in separate courtyards. Yun Fu read in a book that men and women who are about to get married cannot see each other.
Wei Rong felt a little painful about this.
Especially in recent days, Afu has been staying indoors. At night, Wei Rong quietly came to Afu's bamboo house, looked at the lighted house, and fell into deep thought.
What is Afu doing?
Wei Rong tiptoed lightly and quickly jumped onto the big tree next to the bamboo building.
Through the wooden window, Wei Rong saw a girl embroidering something.
The girl held a red brocade handkerchief in her hand, and was embroidering it carefully with needle and thread.
The movements were a little clumsy, but very serious.
Wei Rong recognized that it was a veil used for a wedding.
Yun Fu looked at the tight stitches on the veil and sighed heavily. Although the stitches were dense, the embroidery looked weird.
It turns out that sewing wounds and embroidery cannot be confused.
Yangyang jumped onto the table and rubbed the back of her hand with his head, as if to comfort her.
Yun Fu picked up Yangyang and rubbed her hard. She felt all her fatigue disappear and continued to struggle with the needle and thread in her hand.
A gust of wind blew, lifting the hair on the girl's cheeks. Yun Fu raised her head and looked out the window, only to see the perfect moonlight.
I wonder if Wei Rong is asleep now?
Wei Rong hid in the shadow of the tree, with veins bulging on the back of his hands.
If the pain in the first half of his life was just for the chance to meet Afu, Wei Rong thought, he would be happy with it.
The moon was at its highest point in the sky, and Yun Fu was so sleepy that she buried her head on the table.
In a trance, she smelled that familiar scent, but she was too sleepy to even open her eyelids.
Yangyang was not surprised to see the person suddenly appear in the room, because it had faintly smelled his scent just now.
I just don't know why it is squatting on the tree. Does it like sleeping on the tree like it does?
Yangyang watched the man carry Ah Fu to the bed, pull up the quilt, walk over and rub her head against the corner of his clothes.
Just as he opened his mouth to meow twice, his mouth was pinched by a big hand.
The man made a gesture to it to keep quiet, and Yangyang wagged its tail to show that it understood.
Wei Rong looked at Afu who was sleeping soundly on the bed with tenderness in his eyes. He sat in her previous position and picked up the needle and thread.
The man who was holding a needle and thread for the first time had steady hands. Perhaps it was because he had killed many people with one sword, so holding a needle was not a problem for him.
The pattern on the veil is drawn with charcoal, and you can just embroider it along the lines.
Wei Rong followed suit, embroidering slowly, stitch by stitch.
The candlelight and the moonlight outside the window complemented each other, stretching the man's shadow on the wall.
Yangyang stretched lazily. She spent the first half of the night with Ah Fu and the second half with this man.
Yangyang felt that she was really having a hard time.
Wei Rong's hands were pierced by the needles, and thinking of how Afu had embroidered just now, he stood up and carefully pulled the girl's hands out of the quilt.
After a careful examination under candlelight, I was relieved to confirm that there were no needle wounds.
She sat back at the table and continued embroidering.
The wax from the candle has accumulated, and the shadow on the wall is constantly rippling.
The night grew darker, but the thin figure remained.
Yun Fu had no dreams that night.
When she heard the sound of birds singing, Yun Fu opened her eyes quietly.
Beside the pillow, Yangyang was sleeping soundly, with no intention of waking up.
In the past, Yangyang would start meowing before dawn.
This morning was strange. She woke up, but Yangyang was still sleeping soundly.
Could it be that I stayed up too late embroidering the veil last night, and Yangyang also stayed up too late?
Huh? Yun Fu suddenly remembered that she had fallen asleep while embroidering last night. Shouldn't she have been sprawled on the table? Why was she in bed?
I got out of bed and went to the table, and saw that she had embroidered a lot more flowers after the ones she had embroidered last night.
Yun Fu picked up the veil and looked at it carefully. It was indeed embroidered with a lot of things.
The stitches are meticulous and the embroidery is even better than hers.
Yun Fu immediately thought of Wei Rong. Apart from him, no one else could come into the bamboo building quietly.
I originally wanted to embroider it secretly as a surprise for Wei Rong, but I didn’t expect that this man also secretly embroidered so much.
There was a rustling sound coming from downstairs of the bamboo building. Yun Fu went downstairs. The sound came from the kitchen.
When I walked over, I saw the man with his wide sleeves rolled up, a gray apron around his waist, and stirring something in a casserole with his hands.
A handsome cook indeed.
Seeing this scene, Yun Fu suddenly felt that days like this would be pretty good in the future.
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