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Without lifting the veil, Yang Yichen seemed to imagine her peach blossom-like face, smooth and radiant, her figure wrapped in bright red, exuding a shy allure that made one’s imagination run wild.
His throat tightened as he heard the sound of his own racing heartbeat.
Suddenly, he stepped forward and, to everyone's astonishment, picked up Liu Qingxi, who was sitting by the bed.
Liu Qingxi, her vision obscured by the veil, felt her heart leap in fright and almost gasped out loud, only to find herself enveloped in a warm embrace.
Yang Yichen's seemingly slender frame now displayed surprising strength as he effortlessly executed a classic princess carry, prompting Liu Qingxi to instinctively wrap her arms around his neck.
Then, amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he strode out confidently.
His steps were steady and powerful; each footfall on the ground produced a reassuring sound.
For Liu Qingxi, having lost both parents and with no one in her heart who could compare to those who had starved themselves just to ensure she and her brother had enough to eat, this moment was profound.
They worshipped at their parents' memorial tablets. Liu Qingyan stood beside them, watching the two in red complement each other beautifully.
“Father, Mother, don’t worry; my sister has found happiness.”
Liu Qingxi bowed three times toward the direction of the tablets. “Father, Mother, even if I am not your daughter, since I occupy this body, I will take good care of Yan and see him marry and have children.”
“I am also your woman; rest easy below~~~”
During her kneeling, Yang Yichen tightly held Liu Qingxi's hand. “Father, Mother, you can trust me with Qingxi; I will also take care of Yan. He is my own brother.”
Liu Qingxi and Liu Qingyan were both his responsibility; he would take care of them to the end.
Though there were no direct words of guidance from their parents, they all knew that Liu Laosan and the Yun Clan might be watching over them from an unknown place, smiling and blessing them.
Liu Laosi and Zhao, as elder relatives by blood, exchanged a few words before following the Matchmaker's instructions to bring the bride out.
Liu Qingyan, as the younger brother, personally carried Liu Qingxi out. Once a mischievous and innocent child, he had grown into a young man, and his seemingly frail shoulders were more than capable of bearing his sister's weight.
For some reason, Liu Qingxi felt a pang in her nose, and tears uncontrollably fell onto Liu Qingyan's shoulder.
It turned out that she was watching her child grow up, becoming a responsible man, and she felt very happy.
The Flower Palanquin stopped in front of the Liu Family's door, surrounded by bright red silk with yellow tassels swirling around it. As the Flower Palanquin moved, ripples danced like water on its surface.
Liu Qingxi sat quietly inside the Flower Palanquin, holding a round apple in her hands, symbolizing safety and peace.
The sound of suona filled her ears as the Matchmaker walked a distance while saying auspicious words.
In the gaps between these sounds, she heard discussions from the onlookers by the street: "The Miss Liu is fortunate to marry Lord Yang, a talented young man with a promising future."
"I wonder what kind of luck it takes to have such a match; it never falls to our family."
Looking at Liu Qingxi, an orphan who found such a talented, capable, powerful, and wealthy man who was devoted to her—what incredible luck and great fortune that was!
However, they could only feel envy and jealousy.
Hearing their envious tones mixed with a hint of longing, Liu Qingxi suddenly smiled unkindly.
She was indeed lucky; they could not envy her because Yang Yichen belonged solely to her.
A sweet warmth slowly spread from her heart, filling her limbs with warmth. Beneath the Red Veil, her delicate face lifted into a gentle smile.
The blessings, as well as the envious and jealous voices, warmed her heart because all of this was brought about by Yang Yichen's wholehearted love for her.
At the same time, the betrothal gifts from Yang Yichen yesterday, along with the dowry she prepared for herself, resembled a long dragon, stretching endlessly.
If people were astonished by the betrothal gifts prepared for Yang Yichen yesterday and praised Liu Qingxi for bringing good fortune, today, upon seeing the seemingly endless dowry, there was more shock than anything else...
Liu Qingxi's actions brought unparalleled astonishment.
Who would have thought that Liu Qingxi had such financial power? Even though she gained fame in the capital years ago through her competition with Lin Shuhong, no one could have imagined she could prepare Sixty-Four Carriages of Dowry for herself.
Combined with the betrothal gifts, there were a total of one hundred twenty-eight items, truly shocking everyone.
Those who had been envious just moments ago were now rendered speechless.
This is the power of strength; at a height they could hardly reach now, they couldn't even feel jealousy.
The wedding procession circled around the capital. Yang Yichen rode on a strong steed, keenly sensing Liu Qingxi's light breathing as if it echoed in his ears. The gentle sunlight illuminated the wide road, and a warm breeze brushed against his face; everything felt so beautiful.
The Yang Family and Wen Family continuously inquired with their servants about where the wedding procession was and how much longer it would take.
Just at the right moment, the Flower Palanquin arrived at the Yang Family's door. The Matchmaker, familiar with the process, followed customs and rituals by kicking the Flower Palanquin and crossing over a fire basin before arriving at the main hall of the Liu Family.
With her head bowed, the Red Veil obscured her view. Liu Qingxi could only see her bright red embroidered shoes adorned with mandarin ducks playing in water. Then, another pair of shoes in the same style but a size larger appeared in her line of sight.
Laughter and cheerful voices filled the air. Soon after, the Matchmaker's loud and penetrating voice rang out: "May the bride and groom enjoy a harmonious union for a hundred years and bear children early; let us begin with bowing to the earth..."
"First bow to the earth!" Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen turned simultaneously and bowed three times to the ground.
"Two bows to the high hall!" The Wen Family smiled as they looked at the two children below, unable to hide the joy on their faces.
"Couple's bow!" A red silk ribbon, each holding one end, with a vibrant red flower in the middle, danced lightly as the two moved, like a beautiful dance celebrating their marriage.
Finally, "Enter the bridal chamber!" After this, the ceremony was complete!
With these few steps completed, the two were now officially married, pledging to love each other and never part, to share joys and sorrows, regardless of wealth or poverty, life or death.
Liu Qingxi, supported by her maid and the matchmaker, turned through several twists and turns until she arrived at the carefully decorated new room.
Everywhere was adorned in bright red. In the center of the room, Liu Qingxi saw her bed covered with a bright red quilt featuring mandarin ducks playing in water, with peanuts and longan spread across it.
A hint of shyness flashed in her eyes; after all, she was an innocent girl who had never experienced such matters. The bedspread symbolizing a harmonious union and early offspring truly reflected her eagerness.
"Young Mistress, if you're hungry, there is food that Young Master specially instructed the kitchen to prepare for you. Please eat a little to fill your stomach," Nanny Wen said gently.
She had never expected that the seemingly aloof young master she had watched grow up would show such warmth.
As her gaze fell on the peanuts and longan on the bed, a flicker of understanding crossed her eyes. She slowly retreated; after all, as Young Mistress here, she might be too shy to eat.
But how could that be? She needed to eat well to have energy for the night; her sister was eager for grandchildren!
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