'The two shadows will always be together, and we will never be apart even when we grow old'
Pei Che pointed to the sky and swore to compete with him in spearmanship. Along with the noisy cheers at the door, it reached Jiang Shiyuan's ears.
Jiang Shiyuan lowered his head, but couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
Humph, it seems that she still doesn't know Master Pei well enough, so she's worrying in vain.
Just as Hongdou came to "broadcast", the third prince arrived. Before entering the room, he took off his cold armor and wore a dark red single garment, which was very suitable for today's scene.
After being delayed outside for a while, the auspicious time arrived.
Xie Jinghuai didn't say much. After simply bowing to Concubine Jiang, he came to Jiang Shiyuan and knelt down in front of her.
"Come up, I will marry you off."
Jiang Shiyuan's eyes suddenly turned red again. Concubine Jiang lowered her red veil and said, "Go, don't miss the auspicious time."
Xie Jinghuai stood up steadily, and Jiang Shiyuan lay on his back, as if he had returned to his childhood.
She had a running race with Jiang Xingzhuo, she lost, and then her cousin carried her on his back and won.
"Brother, am I heavy?" Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but ask the same question as when he was a child.
Xie Jinghuai smiled and gave the same answer as before: "Not heavy at all, at most the weight of a basket of tangerines."
He used to say that his brother had to walk steadily, otherwise if he fell, his tangerines would roll to the ground and be picked up by someone. What if?
In the blink of an eye, it was really picked up by someone.
Xie Jinghuai said, and suddenly stopped: "Yuan'er, Master Pei is twenty years old, isn't he a little old?"
Jiang Shiyuan suddenly felt something was wrong, and tears welled up in her eyes but she held them back. When it comes to being competitive, her brother is better than her.
Otherwise, Xiao wouldn't have carried her on his back and raced with Jiang Xingzhuo ten times in a row just because she lost a running race, until Jiang Xingzhuo was exhausted and Xiao didn't dare to compete with her in running anymore.
"Brother, Master Pei is only two years older than you. If you say that, Xiaoyou won't be able to find a wife on his own."
Xie Jinghuai laughed in front of him, "Look how nervous you are. You really can't keep a big sister."
Jiang Shiyuan closed his little mouth and stopped talking.
Xie Jinghuai smiled, then changed the subject and talked about an old story: "Years ago, I happened to pass through Shuzhou and met Master Pei. He asked me about you."
Jiang Shiyuan was stunned. "What did he say?"
Xie Jinghuai said: "He didn't say anything, he just asked me, have you grown taller? Do you still have toothaches? Do you still like to hang out after school and don't want to go home?"
"I know he was your husband and took good care of you. I said, you've grown a lot taller, and now that you've given up sugar, you've become a quiet girl."
"He listened and seemed a little worried, muttering, 'Then she is not doing well.'"
He was in a hurry back then, and didn't understand Pei Che's expression, nor did he understand his "not good", let alone the meaning of Pei Che riding across half of Shuzhou to ask such insignificant questions.
Now, he seems to understand a little.
Because the love is deep, the care is strong.
Jiang Shiyuan pursed her lips. Why was her cousin like this? She had already held back her tears, but now they were about to come out again.
"What happened when he came to see my brother?" Jiang Shiyuan asked softly from under the red veil with tears in her eyes.
Xie Jinghuai recalled and said truthfully: "When I saw him, my brother was shocked."
"Pei Shilang's name is well-known. I thought he was dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, full of vigor and vitality. But when I saw him, he was so depressed and dead. He didn't look like a child of destiny at all. He looked more like a prisoner and a trapped beast."
It's nothing like today when I'm in high spirits, with the bright moon and breeze.
Jiang Shiyuan's tears finally rolled down her eyes. She suppressed her sobs and said with some dissatisfaction: "Brother, can you please walk faster? I'm going to miss the auspicious time to go out."
Why is this wedding so complicated? I want to see him earlier.
"You are so heartless. I rushed back here after running my legs off, but I didn't see you shed a single tear. Just telling you how old you are makes you so hurt."
Xie Jinghuai laughed twice and quickened his pace.
"The bride goes out——"
"The bride is getting into the sedan chair—"
Xie Jinghuai carried Jiang Shiyuan out of the general's mansion and put her on the bridal sedan.
The curtain of the sedan chair fell, and Xie Jinghuai turned to look at the man who came out of the door. Even though he couldn't see his face through the veil, his eyes still followed Pei Che.
"I told her about what happened when you came to me. She felt sorry for you and shed tears."
Pei Che looked at the gently floating sedan chair, his eyes gentle as if to melt everything.
"The auspicious time has arrived - the sedan chair is ready -"
The wedding procession picked up the bride, and the dowry was moved out of the general's mansion like water. The already huge procession occupied several more streets, and was placed from the gate of the general's mansion to a distance of ten miles away.
The event was unprecedented and attracted the attention of people from all over the city.
Jiang Shiyuan sat in the bridal sedan with a veil covering her head, so her vision was limited. She felt that the journey was longer than usual, but she heard blessings coming one after another along the way, and her depressed mood suddenly became excited amid the noise, joy and blessings.
When the sedan chair landed, the excitement turned into great nervousness.
Well, at the moment the sedan chair landed, a familiar hand reached out to her.
The joints are distinct and the palms are facing upwards.
Jiang Shiyuan suddenly felt at ease, and she put her hand in his palm calmly. The man held her hand very steadily and led her out of the sedan chair steadily.
Jiang Shiyuan stood beside him. He couldn't see his face, but he could hear his voice.
"If the suffering of the past few years is the price of marrying you today, then it's all worth it," he said.
Jiang Shiyuan tugged at his hand and whimpered from under her veil: "Don't talk, my makeup is going to be ruined."
Pei Che smiled gently and held her hand tightly again: "Let's go, Pei Xiaoren."
Pei Che held her hand, stepped over the fire basin, passed the saddle, and went from the gate to the wedding hall. The ground was covered with a red carpet, and flowers were everywhere. Although Jiang Shiyuan could not see, she could smell the fragrance of various flowers.
Sweet osmanthus, elegant orchid, pure chrysanthemum, fragrant hibiscus...
Has he collected all the flowers in the city after collecting all the Dongzhu and sugar cakes in the city?
She couldn't see again.
He couldn't smell it.
But he still collected them.
"And since you like dogwood, go to the Taifu Mansion." As if knowing what she was thinking, the man beside her said again.
Jiang Shiyuan pinched his hand and told him not to talk. Was he really going to make her cry and ruin her makeup?
The two walked slowly to the wedding hall.
Although it was a temporary postponement, the house was still packed with guests. From civil and military officials in the court to relatives and children, everyone was smiling and looking forward to witnessing this grand event.
Mr. Meng volunteered to be the witness. After all, the two of them met at Luming Academy, and Pei Che was invited by him. It was most appropriate for him to be the witness.
Mr. Meng is indeed a native of a village. His voice is high and loud. He just sings:
"Bow to Heaven and Earth——"
"Bow to your parents twice—"
"My wife bows to me——"
Jiang Shiyuan and Pei Che first bowed to heaven and earth, then to their parents, and finally stepped back tacitly, bowing to each other under the gaze of everyone.
"The ceremony is over, send her to the bridal chamber—"
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