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At this moment, he felt that time was passing too slowly, wishing that the next moment would bring him in front of Liu Qingxi.
The sound of the suona echoed far and wide. Two minutes later, those at the Liu Family could clearly hear the welcoming music. Two mischievous boys playfully closed the door, blinking at a few adults behind them as if to say, "Come on, praise me!"
In Liu Qingxi's room, several sisters tightly closed her bedroom door and quietly peeked out through the window.
"Second Sister, today the brother-in-law must give a big red envelope before we open the door," Liu Qinglian stood at the entrance like a guardian, her spirit highly focused.
Liu Qingju chimed in beside her, while several girls from Ten Li Pu joined in the commotion. Their enthusiasm made Liu Qingxi chuckle inwardly.
Besides them, there were a few girls from this street. Although they didn't have much interaction with Liu Qingxi, being of similar age added a lot of joy to this wedding.
In this era, Liu Qingxi had few relatives. Moreover, traveling from afar to get married in the capital was quite a feat for someone from the village; having around thirty people attend was already the limit.
Fortunately, there were also neighbors and Yang Yichen's subordinates and colleagues. The street was filled with vibrant red colors.
Just after they closed the door, Yang Yichen rode up on a tall horse, adorned with a large red flower on his chest, arriving at Liu Qingxi's doorstep.
Dressed in a bright red wedding outfit, he looked handsome and elegant with his tall stature. A faint smile graced his face like a snow lotus blooming, exuding a unique cool fragrance amidst its chill.
His four capable subordinates—A Dong, Anan, and others—along with his friend Ning Hong stood on either side, surrounding Yang Yichen. Among them, Abei and Ning Hong were the most boisterous.
The two stepped forward first, knocking on the door while shouting, "The groom is here! Hurry up and open the door!"
Inside, Liu Qingyan and Liu Qingshi, her younger brothers, naturally wouldn't open the door easily. Each stood on either side with five or six teenagers behind them listening intently for orders.
"No way! My sister can't be taken away so easily," Liu Qingyan said sternly. Although Yang Yichen was one of his mentors and someone he admired as an older brother, Liu Qingxi was the person he loved most.
Yang Yichen felt helpless; indeed, no amount of flattery from his brother-in-law would work.
At a critical moment, he decisively forgot all the good things he had done before: "Alright, then you go ahead."
He was already prepared to be put in a difficult position; no matter what request was made, he would agree.
Liu Qingshi glanced at Liu Qingyan, and after receiving his confirmation, he exclaimed: "Brother Liu, we know you are the Top Scholar; no problem can stump you. We just want to ask you a few questions."
"The first one: What do you like about my sister?"
It seemed like a simple question but was actually quite difficult to answer. Some liked others for their looks, some for their talents, and some for their wealth. However, for Yang Yichen, everything about Liu Qingxi, even her flaws, was endearing.
"I liked her at first sight; I love her cheerful smile. From now on, my goal is to make her smile for the rest of her life." A distant memory flashed through his mind: Liu Qingxi and Liu Qingyan as two thin children, looking up while eating some unknown dark food, sharing a smile that momentarily dazzled him.
It was at that moment that smile took root deep in his heart. Since then, protecting her innocent and pure smile became his profound ideal and aspiration.
A lifetime of smiles! A simple yet genuine promise that was sweeter than any romantic words.
The people around Yang Yichen were speechless; my master is impressive!
Impressive indeed, my colleague.
This was not the quiet person they usually saw; those words were incredibly charming.
Liu Qingyan thought seriously for a moment and nodded. Then he asked the next question: "Will you have other women?"
Yang Yichen replied without hesitation, "In this lifetime, I will only cherish Liu Qingxi!" Yes, as long as he draws breath, it will only be Liu Qingxi.
As for lifetimes to come? In this life, they will be happy together; in the next life, and the one after that, if there is reincarnation, they are destined to continue their happiness.
Afterward, there were several tricky questions that might seem like impossible promises to traditional men of this era. However, for Yang Yichen, it was unnecessary; it was simply his determination.
No oaths were needed, no promises required; it was already ingrained in his very being.
Having passed the first hurdle smoothly, Liu Qingyan commanded, and a dozen children crowded toward the door: "Red envelopes! No red envelopes, no opening the door!"
A chubby little hand reached out from inside the door, swaying back and forth in anticipation of the red envelopes.
Yang Yichen smiled, and Anan immediately understood his intention. With a cheerful grin, she began tossing large red envelopes inside without blinking. Even a basket full of Silver Ingots was thrown over the courtyard gate, raining down like a shower.
The children rushed in with a shout to collect them. One couldn't help but admire Anan's cleverness; she had cleverly avoided the doorway while scattering the money, allowing them to open the door without obstruction from those inside.
Liu Qingyan thought to himself: "Is this how you throw money around?"
However, he didn't intend to make things too difficult. He simply watched this older brother he had grown up with, feeling a mix of emotions as his beloved sister became someone else's.
This person was still someone he knew well; he wouldn't treat Liu Qingxi poorly. This feeling was indeed bittersweet and frustrating—he couldn't oppose it without ruining his sister's marriage.
"If you treat my sister badly..." Although he felt powerless now, he would always have that moment.
Yang Yichen interrupted him directly: "If I treat her poorly, I won't forgive myself."
Striding forward with great anticipation, she crossed the threshold into the courtyard, only to face another hurdle—this time it was a group of women led by Liu.
As an elder, their primary concern was naturally Liu Qingxi's future, and Yang Yichen quickly provided answers.
The commotion from the front yard was swiftly relayed to Liu Qingxi's ears by several maidservants.
In a short time, a few girls in the room had become Yang Yichen's admirers: "I want a husband like that too." He was so charming, exuding both dominance and gentleness, with a hint of humor. The key was his exceptional skills in both literature and martial arts.
"You think you're Sister Liu?" one of the girls joked.
"Well, can’t I at least dream about it?" another replied.
Liu Qingxi felt exasperated; these girls were supposed to hold their ground and not give the enemy any opportunity!
Yet, before the man even arrived, they had already surrendered.
She truly suspected that these girls were not on her side at all but rather spies sent by Yang Yichen.
Thus, Yang Yichen effortlessly entered Liu Qingxi's chamber.
The young girl sat quietly on the bright red bed, adorned in a fiery red veil that accentuated her exquisite figure. The custom-fitted garment highlighted her graceful curves, while the crimson cover concealed her captivating beauty.
Her hands were clasped together, revealing only her delicate fingers, smooth and tender like spring onions.
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