The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 265 - 266. Wedding (Part 1)

Chapter 265: 266. Wedding (Part 1)

Three days before the wedding, Shen Qinglan moved back to the Shen family home. Although it’s said that the bride and groom shouldn’t meet three days before the wedding, Fu Hengyi would always show up in Shen Qinglan’s room on time every evening. Seeing Fu Hengyi climb in through the window once again, Shen Qinglan was somewhat speechless.

"Can’t you use the front door?" Her family turned a blind eye to it, yet he still insisted on climbing through the window as if addicted.

Fu Hengyi gave a slight smile, "This height is nothing to me."

Shen Qinglan was speechless; of course, this height was no trouble for Fu Hengyi.

Fu Hengyi lay beside Shen Qinglan, placing his hand on her stomach, his eyes gentle, "Was the baby well-behaved today?"

"Yes, very well-behaved," Shen Qinglan spoke tenderly. Except for being a bit fussy on the first day, making her feel nauseous all day, the baby was really well-behaved, almost making her feel as if she wasn’t pregnant at all. Oh, there was a difference though; she felt much sleepier now.

Fu Hengyi held Shen Qinglan in his arms and asked softly, "The wedding is the day after tomorrow. Are you nervous?"

Shen Qinglan looked at Fu Hengyi, "Are you very nervous?"

Fu Hengyi nodded and said frankly, "Yes, I’m quite nervous."

Shen Qinglan found it amusing that Fu Hengyi could be nervous too. Seeing his wife’s teasing gaze, Fu Hengyi chuckled, "I’m just a normal person about to marry the woman I love. Isn’t it normal to be nervous?"

"Very normal, completely normal," Shen Qinglan said seriously, making Fu Hengyi even more speechless as he watched her. Shaking his head helplessly, he said, "There are many things to do tomorrow, let’s sleep early."

Shen Qinglan nestled in Fu Hengyi’s arms and quickly closed her eyes. Actually, if Fu Hengyi didn’t come at night, she couldn’t sleep at all.

The next day, when Shen Qinglan got up, there were people waiting for her in the living room—the makeup artist and stylist for the wedding. They specifically came today to do a makeup trial for Shen Qinglan.

"Miss Shen, what skincare products do you usually use? Your skin maintenance is really good," the makeup artist remarked while applying makeup to Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan’s eyes softened, the usual iciness receding, "I generally don’t use skincare products." Her skin was naturally resilient.

"Miss Shen is truly fortunate," the makeup artist said with a smile. Due to Shen Qinglan’s pregnancy, her makeup was very light, and even the products used had been meticulously selected by Chu Yunrong and Fu Jingting to avoid any negative impact on her body.

"All done, Miss Shen, are you satisfied?" the makeup artist asked after finishing the makeup.

Looking in the mirror, Shen Qinglan nodded, "It’s very good like this. Thank you."

"If you have no objections, then we’ll apply the makeup like this tomorrow." The makeup artist and stylist had seen Shen Qinglan’s wedding dress, so today’s makeup matched tomorrow’s outfit.

"Alright."

Fu Hengyi came in, and Shen Qinglan looked at him, "How is it?"

Fu Hengyi nodded affirmatively, "My wife is beautiful, she looks good in any style."

With other people around, this man didn’t consider his words at all. Shen Qinglan secretly glared at him. Fu Hengyi’s eyes twinkled with a smile, gently looking back at her. The makeup artist and stylist covered their mouths and giggled—this young couple really had a great relationship.

Since Shen Qinglan had good skin and a strong foundation, her makeup trial was completed very quickly, but they didn’t leave. They were waiting for Yu Xiaoxuan and Fang Tong.

Yu Xiaoxuan and Fang Tong were going to be bridesmaids at Shen Qinglan’s wedding tomorrow. They had enthusiastically signed up for the roles as soon as they found out Shen Qinglan was having a traditional Chinese wedding.

Yu Xiaoxuan and Fang Tong both took a break from their jobs, and today they had agreed to visit the Shen estate to see Shen Qinglan and to try on their makeup. When they found out that Shen Qinglan was pregnant, Yu Xiaoxuan looked at Shen Qinglan’s stomach and marveled, "Qinglan, do you really have a little baby inside there?"

Shen Qinglan nodded with a smile, "Yes, it has been twenty-one days already." Shen Qinglan gently touched her stomach, her gaze soft and tender.

"I never imagined Qinglan would be the first among us to get married and even have a child. It’s quite amazing when I think about it," Yu Xiaoxuan sighed.

Fang Tong nodded in agreement, "Qinglan, when your child is born, I want to be the godmother."

"Hey, Fang Tong, that’s not fair, you stole my line." Yu Xiaoxuan glared at her and turned to Shen Qinglan, "Qinglan, I want to be a godmother too. I’ll be the main godmother, and Fang Tong can be the backup."

"On what basis?" Fang Tong asked.

"Because I’m three months older than you," Yu Xiaoxuan declared proudly.

Fang Tong rolled her eyes at Yu Xiaoxuan, not saying a word, but for Yu Xiaoxuan, it didn’t have any effect. She turned back to Shen Qinglan excitedly. "Is the little baby inside your belly a boy or a girl? I need to prepare a gift."

Shen Qinglan was speechless, "It’s only three weeks along, how can you tell anything?"

Fang Tong chuckled, "Yu Xiaoxuan, did you return all your biology knowledge to the teacher?"

Yu Xiaoxuan sheepishly smiled, "Well, I just got too excited and forgot." Her eyes remained fixed on Shen Qinglan’s lower belly, her curiosity undiminished, "Qinglan, can I touch it?"

Seeing the longing in her eyes, Shen Qinglan nodded. Yu Xiaoxuan carefully placed her hand on Shen Qinglan’s belly, "Hmm, it feels no different from before. Does it start showing after three months?" At least Yu Xiaoxuan hadn’t completely forgotten her biology lessons.

Shen Qinglan nodded, "Yes, it’s still early. The doctor said that from the fourth or fifth month when the baby starts to move, we can start communicating with the child."

Yu Xiaoxuan’s eyes twinkled, "Your child with Mr. Fu will definitely be beautiful. It would be great if it were twins, especially boy-girl twins—I can just imagine how wonderful that would be."

Shen Qinglan laughed; twins were rare, and boy-girl twins even rarer.

Yu Xiaoxuan withdrew her hand and sat next to Shen Qinglan, her eyes sparkling. She loved children and especially loved Qinglan’s child.

"Qinglan, now that you’re pregnant, you absolutely must not drink alcohol at the wedding banquet tomorrow. Leave the drinking to me and Fang Tong, we’ll help you drink," Yu Xiaoxuan declared, patting her chest.

Fang Tong added, "Right, we’ll handle it for you tomorrow." She looked at Yu Xiaoxuan, "Just make sure you take a hangover pill before the banquet, I wouldn’t want you to ruin Qinglan’s perfect wedding."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaoxuan glared at Fang Tong, "I won’t mess up." But she knew Fang Tong was looking out for her and didn’t say anything more.

"Xiao Xuan, how are things going with Han Yi?" Shen Qinglan asked. She had wanted to ask a few days ago, but had been busy with other things, and since Yu Xiaoxuan had also been busy working, they hadn’t been in touch.

Fang Tong had only learned about the problems between Yu Xiaoxuan and Han Yi after returning to the country. Now that Shen Qinglan brought it up, she also looked towards Yu Xiaoxuan.

The smile on Yu Xiaoxuan’s face faded, "What can be going on between us? We are fine." Although she hadn’t seen Han Yi in several days, she kept up with the news from the Han family. From the recorded conversation, she knew that Xia Fei had framed Han Yi to stop her from marrying him, and she realized she had misunderstood Han Yi and had already calmed down.

But then, Yu Xiaoxuan seemed to think of something, and her expression became slightly gloomy.

"Xiao Xuan, some things you may not understand momentarily, but you shouldn’t dwell on them excessively. No one can wait for someone else forever," Qinglan said softly.

Yu Xiaoxuan’s expression turned dim as she spoke in a low voice, "Qinglan, I just... I just feel that I’m not worthy of being with Han Yi, not because of our family backgrounds or personalities, but because I don’t trust him enough. I don’t love him the way he loves me—I don’t trust him wholeheartedly."

Fang Tong felt a pang of sympathy for Yu Xiaoxuan and put an arm around her shoulder, "Xiao Xuan."

With a gentle sigh, Shen Qinglan said, "Han Yi has always thought that you don’t trust him and is still angry about it, but he doesn’t realize that you now feel inferior, feeling that you don’t deserve him." "Yu Xiaoxuan, happiness is in your own hands, life is what you make of it, and only the foot knows if the shoe fits. If you think you are not worthy of Han Yi or don’t trust him enough, then in the days to come, just love him wholeheartedly and give him all your trust."

Yu Xiaoxuan looked at Shen Qinglan, "Qinglan, can I really do it?"

Shen Qinglan smiled, "The Yu Xiaoxuan I know has never been someone lacking in confidence."

Yu Xiaoxuan was silent for a moment and then slowly smiled, "Yeah, you’re right, Qinglan. I can do it."

Because of some issues with the sizes of Fang Tong and Yu Xiaoxuan’s dresses, they had been taken for alterations a few days ago and hadn’t been delivered back yet, so they were waiting to try them on.

"Qinglan, I also want to have a traditional Chinese wedding in the future," Yu Xiaoxuan said, looking at her dress with envy.

"The Fu family has really gone all out this time, even the bridesmaid dresses are so exquisite," Fang Tong remarked, examining the finely made bridesmaid dress she was wearing. She and Yu Xiaoxuan were appearing as Qinglan’s maids, but the dresses Fu Hengyi had prepared for them were even more exquisite than the usual wedding dresses found in bridal shops.

Actually, had the Shen and Fu families known that Qinglan was pregnant, they wouldn’t have planned a traditional Chinese wedding since the bride’s dress in such weddings is quite heavy, and they were worried about Qinglan coping. Even after finding out about Qinglan’s pregnancy, both old masters had considered changing it to a Western-style wedding, but they stuck with the Chinese wedding due to not being able to prepare a new wedding dress in time.

After finishing the makeup trial for Fang Tong and Yu Xiaoxuan, the makeup artist and stylist left; they would return again the next day.

Knowing that pregnant women tend to get sleepy, Yu Xiaoxuan and Fang Tong saw the tired look on Qinglan’s face and soon left as well.

Just as Fang Tong stepped out of the estate, she saw Li Bomming, "What are you doing here?"

Li Bomming smiled slightly, "I just called your uncle and aunt, and knowing you were here, I came to pick you up."

Seeing Li Bomming, Yu Xiaoxuan gave Fang Tong a meaningful look and left with a cheerful smile.

Due to Fang Tong’s resistance, Fu Fanghua had given up on the idea of pairing Fang Tong with Li Bomming and even repeatedly expressed regret to Fang Chengzhi about not being able to have Li Bomming as a son-in-law.

Later, after Fang Tong broke up with Ding Minghui and seemed heartbroken, Fu Fanghua didn’t dare bring up the topic with Fang Tong, afraid that it might backfire. Surprisingly, without their interference, Fang Tong and Li Bomming started contacting each other more.

Fang Tong was now studying abroad and seldom came home, but Li Bomming visited Fang Tong’s parents at the Fang family home frequently. This won Fu Fanghua and Fang Chengzhi’s approval of Li Bomming.

Fang Tong was aware of Li Bomming’s kindness to her parents. Having been separated from Ding Minghui for quite some time, she had reflected on many things. Li Bomming’s consistent kindness wasn’t lost on her; it was impossible for her not to be moved at all.

While this sense of gratitude wasn’t enough for her to fall for Li Bomming, she was willing to give them both a chance and allowed him to get close to her.

"Tongtong, is this your dress for tomorrow?" Li Bomming asked, looking at the box Fang Tong was holding.

Fang Tong nodded, "Yes, I suddenly realized today that traditional Chinese wedding attire is also very beautiful."

"Do you like the traditional style?" Li Bomming asked.

Fang Tong thought for a moment and nodded, "I’ve only seen it on TV before, but seeing Qinglan’s wedding dress today made me realize that Chinese weddings are better than Western ones."

Li Bo Ming took a mental note.

"By the way, you’ll also attend Qinglan’s wedding, right?" Fang Tong asked.

Li Bo Ming nodded, "Yes, I’ve received an invitation, and I will definitely attend. Shall we go together?"

Fang Tong shook her head, "I will go directly to the Shen Family and leave with Qinglan. You can go with my parents."

"That works too; I’m not very familiar with the Shen Family and the Fu Family, so I’ll feel more at ease with your uncle and aunt around."

Hearing this, Fang Tong smiled, "Are you still shy?"

"Being around familiar people always gives a sense of familiarity."

That was indeed true. Now Fang Tong had realized that her interactions with Li Bo Ming were more casual than before. They chatted all the way and soon arrived home.

When the two reached the Fang Family residence, Fu Fanghua had already prepared dinner and was waiting for them.

"Mom, where’s dad?" Fang Tong didn’t see Fang Chengzhi and asked.

"He’s in the study," Fu Fanghua replied.

Fang Tong went to call Fang Chengzhi for dinner, and Li Bo Ming naturally stayed to dine at the Fang Family home.

***********

At an estate abroad.

Allen sat in the study, his face grim. Xu Nuo knelt on the ground, a newspaper thrown in front of her. The headline was stark: the news of Andre being injured and hospitalized was rumors, and Andre had appeared to debunk them.

"Is this what you meant by ’will definitely complete the mission’? Xu Nuo, do you think I’m a fool to be trifled with?" A storm seemed to be brewing on Allen’s face, causing Xu Nuo’s body to involuntarily tremble.

"I made a mistake this time." She hadn’t expected Andre to conspire with the doctor to deceive her.

"Xu Nuo, I don’t need useless people around me," Allen said coldly.

Xu Nuo suddenly looked up at Allen, "Master, please don’t send me away. I can do anything for you; I know you don’t want Shen Qinglan to marry Fu Hengyi. I can sabotage the wedding and prevent them from getting married."

Allen sneered. It wasn’t that he underestimated Xu Nuo; how could he not know the capabilities of the person he had trained himself? When compared to Andre and the others, Xu Nuo indeed was far behind.

Andre and his group were among the most outstanding ones Allen had taught. This wasn’t just talk; otherwise, even with his determination, those few alone couldn’t have destroyed the base.

"I don’t want to see you right now. Get out," Allen said coldly.

Xu Nuo looked saddened, wanted to plead for another chance, but Allen had already turned away, refusing to look at her. Eventually, Xu Nuo left.

Allen bowed his head, his gaze complex, pondering unknown thoughts.

***********

Jin Enxi leaned back in her chair, holding a tablet in her hand, scrolling through Weibo for a while before looking at Andre and asking, "Andre, is it really appropriate to announce now that your injury was a hoax?"

Andre, who was holding a military knife and carefully wiping it, replied, "Whether I announce it now or not, as long as Allen doesn’t threaten An with this matter, he will be suspicious. He never intended to let An’s wedding go smoothly. We might as well appear in full view and confront him face-to-face; it’s better than constantly guarding against his backstabbing."

"I’ve never been able to understand Allen," Jin Enxi started, "Others might not know our identities, but he was our instructor and knew us best. If he were to disclose our identities, considering how many people we’ve offended in the past, surely someone would come after us for revenge. He wouldn’t even need to act, we could be finished. But all this time, he has kept silent. Why is that?" Jin Enxi said, puzzled by this question that had long haunted her.

Cissily rolled her eyes, "What’s there to not understand? Allen is such a proud man. Would he let people know that someone he trained himself was his undoing? Besides, if he wants to teach someone a lesson, he would surely do it himself."

At this, Cissily laughed, taking delight in the misfortune of others, "So I guess when we go back this time, Xu Nuo that dead woman will definitely not have a good time."

Thinking about this, Jin Enxi also laughed in a somewhat mean-spirited manner, "It would be best if Allen locked her up in the Beast Cage."

Cissily shivered, "Enxi, you’re getting more and more ruthless."

Jin Enxi smiled sweetly, "Are you saying you don’t think the same?" with a face that said "don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking."

Indeed, Cissily had disliked the sight of Xu Nuo for a long time; she was not like Allen, that dead pervert with a strange fetish of personally teaching people lessons. As long as she could see Xu Nuo unfortunate, it made her very happy.

"Actually, it’s good that Allen knows," Andre said, "No matter what, we must attend An’s wedding."

This statement was met with agreement from both Jin Enxi and Cissily. If they had to miss Shen Qinglan’s wedding because of avoiding Allen, the loss would be too great for them.

*************

Today was Shen Qinglan and Fu Hengyi’s wedding. Early in the morning, Shen Qinglan had gotten up. When she went downstairs, Chu Yunrong was also up, sitting on the sofa organizing a small box. Seeing Shen Qinglan, she couldn’t help saying, "Qinglan, why don’t you sleep a bit longer?"

Shen Qinglan shook her head, "I couldn’t sleep, so I got up." In fact, she had been awake since five in the morning, unsure if it was due to excitement or because Fu Hengyi wasn’t by her side last night, but she had woken up very early.

Chu Yunrong understood Shen Qinglan’s feelings and smiled, "If you can’t sleep, come and talk to Mom for a while."

Shen Qinglan hummed in agreement and sat down beside Chu Yunrong. Chu Yunrong reached out to touch Shen Qinglan’s long hair, looking at her daughter with a loving gaze, "I can’t believe you’re getting married so suddenly. Mom doesn’t have much to give you, but here’s the dowry that I’ve prepared for you over the years. Keep it."

With that, Chu Yunrong handed the small box she had been organizing to Shen Qinglan. Shen Qinglan took it, opened it, and glanced inside. There were several neatly arranged jewelry boxes. Without opening each one, it was clear that they were of great value, and on top was a bank card.

"The PIN is your birthday. Mom knows you don’t lack money, but this is a token of my heart," Chu Yunrong added quickly.

"Thank you, Mom," Shen Qinglan didn’t refuse and set the box aside. Looking at Chu Yunrong’s reluctant gaze, she smiled slightly, "The Shen family and the Fu family are so close, just a ten-minute walk apart, Mom, you don’t need to be sad."

Chu Yunrong wasn’t sad but reluctant; she felt she owed her daughter too much and was not yet ready to let her go. Patting her hand, she said, "Mom is not sad, Mom is happy. Hengyi is a good man, I am very reassured to entrust you to him. But since Hengyi is a soldier, he will definitely be often away from home. You, as his wife, need to be understanding. However, if you are wronged, don’t bear it; come back and tell Mom."

Shen Qinglan grinned, "Mom, don’t worry, Fu Hengyi and I have been married for a year; we are just holding the wedding ceremony now."

Chu Yunrong sighed softly, "It’s not the same. Before, you were just registered, and Mom’s feelings weren’t as strong. Now, you are really getting married."

After the wedding reception, Shen Qinglan would truly become a daughter-in-law of the Fu family, which meant something very different to Chu Yunrong.

Mother and daughter were talking when Old Sir Shen came downstairs. Seeing Shen Qinglan, a clear sense of reluctance reflected in his eyes. He sighed softly, comforting himself that his granddaughter had grown up and it was time for her to marry. Moreover, she was marrying the junior he was most satisfied with. Soon, his great-grandson would also arrive. With this thought, Old Sir Shen felt slightly relieved.

"Is everything ready?" the old man asked. Shen Qinglan nodded, indicating that her side was all set.

The wedding was scheduled for the evening, but the styling and makeup required a lot of time. Therefore, after breakfast, the makeup artist and stylist arrived just as Shen Qinglan was changing her clothes.

"Qinglan, your wedding gown is truly beautiful," Fang Tong gently brushed her hand over the exquisite embroidery and softly exclaimed. The wedding gown was literally embroidered stitch by stitch by a master embroiderer, and every stitch and pattern was intricate.

Yu Xiaoxuan also commented, "Qinglan, the cost of just your wedding gown is even more expensive than some that are meticulously made over half a year."

The wedding gown, which took half a year to complete, featured gold and silver threads that were genuinely made of gold and silver; the staggering cost was no exaggeration.

The stylist was styling Shen Qinglan’s hair, twisting all her hair up without any accessories, as those were to be personally placed by Chu Yunrong. On the dressing table beside her, jewelry was neatly arranged. These jewels were also specially designed and crafted by Fu Hengyi, stunning and atmospheric, akin to works of art.

Fang Tong and the others were amazed when they first saw them.

A bride’s makeup, no matter how simple, is still complex. By the time Shen Qinglan’s session ended, several hours had passed.

"Qinglan, you are so beautiful." Wen Xiyao came in just as Shen Qinglan’s makeup was completed. Seeing Shen Qinglan like this, even Wen Xiyao, a woman herself, couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

"Qinglan, are you ready? Fu Hengyi has already arrived," said Wen Xiyao. Yu Xiaoxuan, Fang Tong, and Pei Yinong had already gone down to stop Fu Hengyi.

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Fu Family.

Early in the morning, Fu Hengyi woke up and went downstairs after having breakfast. Fu Jingtong brought over the wedding attire.

For this wedding, the Shen Family and Fu Family had invited a special etiquette instructor to explain and teach the wedding etiquette, and both old gentlemen even practiced for a long time.

Fu Jingtong helped Fu Hengyi into his wedding attire.

"Watching you get married, your aunt’s heart actually feels a bit reluctant," Fu Jingtong said while straightening his collar, her tone was reluctant, but her eyes were filled with joy.

Fu Hengyi gave a slight smile, "Aunt should be happy."

"Yes, aunt is very happy."

Fu Jingtong picked up a crown next to her, and Fu Hengyi bent down to match Fu Jingtong’s height.

Normally, these tasks would be undertaken by Fu Hengyi’s parents, but since he lost them at a young age, Fu Jingtong took on the role.

After dressing in his wedding attire, Old Sir Fu handed Fu Hengyi a cup of wine, "After marriage, you won’t be alone anymore. You are going to be a husband and soon a father. You must manage your own home well and treat Qinglan well."

Fu Hengyi nodded seriously, looking into the old man’s eyes which were filled with satisfaction and spoke softly, "Grandfather, rest assured."

Old Sir Fu then took out a pair of wooden wild geese that Fu Hengyi had commissioned specifically for the wedding. After the Fu Family was prepared, Fu Hengyi, along with Jiang Chenxi, Han Yi, Gu Yang, and Gu Kai, headed toward the Shen Family home carrying the pair of wooden wild geese.

The grand doors of the Shen Family were tightly closed. Gu Yang stepped forward to knock, "The groom has come to fetch the bride."

Fang Tong’s voice came from inside, "You can open the door, but bring the red envelopes first."

Gu Yang and Han Yi exchanged glances, Han Yi holding several red envelopes in his hand, he spoke, "The red envelopes are ready, how can we give them if you don’t open the door?"

"Slip them through the crack of the door," said Pei Yinong.

Gu Yang, who had intended to rush in as soon as the door opened to hand over the red envelopes, gritted his teeth upon hearing this.

Gu Yang crouched down and slipped the red envelopes through the crack of the door, Fang Tong picked them up, held them in her hand, and felt their thickness, then couldn’t help but laugh.

"Mr. Fu is indeed generous," said Yu Xiaoxuan, her eyes crinkling with smiles.

"Since the red envelopes are given, you can open the door now," said Gu Yang.

"What’s the rush? It’s only just begun. Mr. Fu, Qinglan is the treasure of the Shen family, you can’t marry her so easily. In ancient times, to welcome a bride, one had to compose a bridal hastening poem. We won’t ask you to compose one, just recite one," came the cheerful voice of Yu Xiaoxuan from inside, as she had just learned about this ancient wedding custom the night before.

Gu Yang looked bewildered and turned towards Fu Hengyi, who appeared slightly distressed—the bridal hastening poem was really not his forte. Everyone’s eyes turned towards Jiang Chenxi, the people’s teacher, who surely must know.

Calmly, Jiang Chenxi took out some paper and quickly wrote down a hastening poem, handing it to Fu Hengyi. Fu Hengyi took it, glanced at it, and recited:

"Princess Yuanyan is noble, marrying into the family of Marquis Wu. The heavenly mother prepares the makeup powder, the devoted brother gifts the flowers. Hurry, spread the hundred-child quilt, restrain, the seven-fragrance carriage. May I ask if the makeup is ready yet, as the eastern sky shows dawn’s early light."

Yu Xiaoxuan and Fang Tong exchanged glances, looked toward Pei Yinong and asked, "Can they pass now?"

Pei Yinong’s eyes brimmed with laughter, she nodded, but as Yu Xiaoxuan was about to open the door, Pei stopped her and called out to those outside, "The poem is satisfactory, but the red envelopes aren’t thick enough."

Upon hearing this, Han Yi immediately understood, pushed the red envelopes he was holding through the crack in the door, "Is it enough now?"

The tightly closed main gate opened, Yu Xiaoxuan, Fang Tong, and Pei Yinong, all dressed in Hanfu, smiled as they watched them.

Fu Hengyi, carrying a pair of wooden wild geese, walked in front, entered the house, Shen Qian and Chu Yunrong were already sitting in the living room.

Fu Hengyi offered the wooden wild geese to Jiang Chenxi, knelt before Shen Qian and Chu Yunrong, kowtowed, then handed the wooden wild geese to the couple, and spoke softly, "Dad, Mom, thank you for marrying Qinglan to me."

Shen Qian looked at Fu Hengyi, his expression serious and earnest, "From now on, Qinglan is in your hands, take good care of her, I won’t say much more. If you mistreat her, the Shen family will always welcome her back home."

Fu Hengyi nodded earnestly, "Dad, Mom, rest assured."

Naturally, Shen Qian and Chu Yunrong felt reassured.

Fu Hengyi offered tea, Chu Yunrong finished her tea, then went upstairs. In the room, Shen Qinglan sat on the bed, decked in a vibrant red bridal gown that made her cheeks appear exceptionally delicate.

Wen Xiyao was by her side, chatting with her. Chu Yunrong came in, took the jewelry box from the table, and started placing the hairpins and the headdress one by one on Shen Qinglan, finally setting an openwork phoenix crown on her head. Tears glistened in her eyes.

Shen Qinglan looked at Chu Yunrong without speaking, her hands clasped together, hidden in her sleeves, her palms slightly sweaty. Chu Yunrong, seeing her daughter’s nervous demeanor, felt her own reluctance fade a little and lightly laughed, "Hengyi is already waiting for you downstairs."

Hearing this, Shen Qinglan did not relax but became even more nervous, "Mom, will I be okay today?" She had not slept well the night before, worried about looking unwell.

Wen Xiyao burst into laughter, "Qinglan, I didn’t expect you to be nervous too."

Shen Qinglan glanced at her and spoke lightly, "When it’s your turn to get married, don’t be nervous."

Wen Xiyao just smiled silently, she was sure she would not be nervous.

Footsteps came from outside the door, Shen Qinglan seemed to hear her own heart pounding like a drum, a pair of black boots appeared before her, followed by a deep magnetic voice, "Qinglan."

Shen Qinglan looked up and met Fu Hengyi’s eyes. Her nervous mood calmed down the moment their eyes met, she smiled slightly, and placed her hand into the large palm before her.

Fu Hengyi swept Shen Qinglan into his arms and walked out of the room.

Reaching downstairs, he set Shen Qinglan on the ground. Shen Junyu looked at his sister in her splendid attire, his expression complex. He stepped forward, looked at Shen Qinglan, and said with a tender and indulging smile, "Lanlan, I wish you happiness."

Qinglan also looked at her brother, smiling gently and serenely, "Yes, brother, you too must find happiness."

"The auspicious time is almost upon us, we should set off now," said Jiang Chenxi.

Shen Junyu squatted in front of Shen Qinglan, "Lanlan, get on, brother will take you to your wedding today."

Shen Qinglan looked at the broad shoulders before her and leaned on them, Shen Junyu stood up, securely carrying Shen Qinglan on his back, even playfully bouncing her as he said, "Lanlan, you are too light. Remember to eat more later, even if you get a bit plump, it’s fine. If Fu Hengyi dares to complain, your brother will beat him up for you."

Hearing this, Shen Qinglan felt a pang of emotion, she hugged Shen Junyu’s neck tightly and nodded vigorously, "Okay, I’ll definitely eat lots."

Shen Junyu walked slowly, wishing this path would never end so he could carry his sister for a long, long distance, keeping her safe behind him. But no matter how slowly he walked, the road inevitably came to an end.

Seeing the big red bridal sedan parked outside the gate, Shen Junyu chuckled lightly, "Lanlan, Brother suddenly doesn’t want to marry you off to Fu Hengyi."

Fu Hengyi, walking beside him, darkened his face upon hearing this. Shen Qian directly slapped his son on the shoulder, "Today is your sister’s joyful day, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Chu Yunrong chuckled at her husband. If you could hide the tears in your eyes a bit, your words would be more convincing. She initially thought she was the one most reluctant to part with her daughter, but it turned out her husband felt it even stronger. Just now, when Shen Junyu carried Shen Qinglan out of the house, she had seen Shen Qian secretly wiping away tears with his back turned to everyone.

Shen Junyu set Shen Qinglan down and helped her into the sedan. This bridal sedan was also something Fu Hengyi had prepared early, spending a lot of effort on it.

Carrying the sedan were Meng Liang, Qian Fei, Zhang Wei, and a few others Shen Qinglan had not met before, in total eight men.

The sedan set off from the compound and would walk all the way to the hotel, the entire journey was about half an hour.

There was no loud music or drumming. Fu Hengyi, riding a tall horse, led at the front, followed by Shen Qinglan’s bridal sedan. On each side of the sedan walked Yu Xiaoxuan and Fang Tong, followed by a procession of people who had come to escort the bride, including some of Fu Hengyi’s soldier friends and some friends or classmates of Shen Junyu or Shen Qinglan’s, all volunteering for the event.

The long procession, the unique wedding, instantly drew everyone’s attention. The wedding of Shen Qinglan and Fu Hengyi had already been a focal point in Beijing. Early in the morning, numerous media reporters were waiting outside, ready to cover this grand wedding occasion.

Sitting inside the sedan, Shen Qinglan could not see the scene outside, but she could hear passersby commenting on the wedding, and moreover, Yu Xiaoxuan kept reporting to her the splendid happenings in real time.

"Qinglan, I see someone live streaming with their phone, you’re going to be trending again," Yu Xiaoxuan excitedly said, "and there are many media reporters too."

Sitting in the sedan, upon hearing Yu Xiaoxuan’s words, Shen Qinglan’s lips curved into a beautiful arc, she was willing to let everyone witness her happiness.