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The brothers from Shentong Hall cleared their throats, raised their wine bowls, and sang boldly with great enthusiasm.
"Drink our wine, and you won't cough!
Drink our wine, it strengthens the body and keeps your breath fresh!
Drink our wine, no one dares to walk away!
Drink our wine, bowing to the emperor is out of the question!
One four seven, three six nine,
Nine nine returns to one, follow me!
Good wine! Good wine! Good wine..."
I could feel the sweat trickling down. If I hadn't taught them this song, it would be unbelievable. But when did I ever teach them such a tune? Back then, I was still pretending to be a proper lady; how could I have taught them something like this?
I gloomily recalled that while brewing wine at Shentong Hall, I had tasted a few cups and felt a bit dizzy afterward. Could it be that I got carried away at that moment?
Oh my goodness, surviving on acting is truly not easy; one must always be on high alert. It seems my skills in this area are still quite lacking.
The interlude from the movie Sorghum was both fitting and powerful, and everyone enthusiastically joined in singing. Nie Qiuyuan quietly leaned in close to my ear amidst the chaos and said, "Did you teach this? Strengthening the body and keeping breath fresh—are you trying to force me to drink?"
Please, no more of this nonsense; I'm already feeling embarrassed!
My face flushed slightly, but Nie Qiuyuan was already eagerly taking the wine bowl and downing three cups in quick succession.
I gently tugged at his sleeve and said, "Take it easy!"
The handsome man winked at me and said, "Zhenzhen, you don’t know this, but your husband can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Everything you’re worried about won’t happen; I promise I won’t let you down!"
Oh my gosh, what is he talking about? What am I worried about? What disappointment? This person is simply impossible to communicate with today.
I turned my head in anger, refusing to speak to him any longer. The hall was already in chaos, with the brothers from various tables returning to their seats, pouring drinks and shouting, waiting for the bride and groom to toast table by table.
At that moment, someone announced loudly, "Snowfall Villa has come to congratulate!"
I was startled and quickly looked in the direction of the voice, only to see three men in white robes, floating in like spirits, carrying a gift box as they entered one after another.
I didn’t recognize any of them; Luo Dachun wasn’t among them, which left me feeling a bit disappointed.
He was far away, and I wondered if he was doing well. How I wished he had gathered his thoughts and moved on from his sadness. But thinking about it realistically, it wasn’t easy to just move on.
The messenger spoke clearly, "We are here on behalf of Young Master from Snowfall Villa to offer our congratulations and present a gift to the newlyweds. Young Master has been extremely busy lately and couldn’t make it himself; he sent us to convey his regards. He will take care of himself, so you two need not worry."
Hearing that he would "take care of himself" eased my heart a little.
The messenger hesitated for a moment before continuing, "The gift entrusted to us by Young Master is the precious protective Ice Silk Armor from the villa. Once worn, it renders one invulnerable to blades and arrows. It is prepared for the future young mistress. Young Master hopes that the new mistress will accept and use it..."
After delivering this message, the expressions of the three men were somewhat unnatural; they probably felt that this approach was quite inappropriate. But what they didn’t expect was that the groom immediately responded with joy.
"Thank you, thank you! Such a grand gift—I’ll accept it on behalf of my wife!"
I stole a glance at Nie Qiuyuan; his face showed genuine joy.
Well, Luo Dachun had sent me the valuable gift prepared for the young mistress of the villa, which likely indicated that there would no longer be a young mistress at Snowfall Villa after this. However, his gesture seemed to respond to my earlier suggestion: I had asked him to cherish his life and use whatever time he had left to protect Ye Liuhui’s remaining presence in this world.
There was still some regret lingering in my heart, but it was better than nothing. What I needed was to ignite his will to live first; as for what would happen in the future, let’s leave that for tomorrow.
Second Mother was busy organizing everything, ensuring that everyone was seated. Next came the lengthy toasts. Looking at the tables full of people who were not easily satisfied, I feared that even after one round, they would still be unhappy. I regretted wearing high heels; my legs looked long, but standing was exhausting.
I summoned the determination I had from training to endure my wedding day. In a normal wedding, it would be enough for the groom to toast, and I should be obediently waiting in the bridal chamber for my husband to lift my red veil. Why did I have to endure such torture? It seemed that my Ye Zhenzhen's wedding was destined to be rough and unusual.
Stealing a glance at the groom beside me, he wore a smile, showing no signs of reluctance; he looked extremely happy. Dressed in red today, he was undeniably handsome. After sneaking a few glances, I felt as if my feet didn’t hurt as much anymore.
Marrying him in the Tang Dynasty was my ultimate goal; what did a little foot pain matter!
Toasting was something the newlyweds did together, and naturally, the groom led the way while I simply held the wine bowl and smiled sweetly beside him. After toasting a few tables, I noticed something unusual.
Nie Qiuyuan was not his usual silent self; he appeared joyful and warm. However, his cunning nature remained unchanged. From the way he conducted the toasts, it was clear that he knew everyone at Wanzi Mountain well. I sensed that he subtly provoked them into competing with each other over drinks based on their characteristics.
Although everyone at each table shouted for more toasts from the newlyweds, their attention gradually shifted to internal competition. Nie Qiuyuan guided me through each table, delivering our sentiments before letting out a gentle sigh of relief.
Autumn took the wine bowl from my hands and set it down somewhere before leading me discreetly to a corner of the main hall. The room was filled with laughter and noise; the lively atmosphere made me feel somewhat unreal.
“Zhenzhen, let’s elope!” The handsome man in red whispered in my ear, his faint scent of alcohol making me feel dizzy.
“What? Hey, are you Autumn? This isn’t some disguise again, is it?”
“Absolutely genuine; feel free to check however you like!”
“Stop it! This is our wedding banquet; can you be serious? Where would we even go?”
“Of course… to a nice place…”
“The banquet isn’t over yet!”
“It might not end until tonight; I can’t wait any longer. Zhenzhen, did you see how hard I worked just now to create this chaos? If you don’t agree, I might just have to kidnap you!”
He had been inciting everyone to drink just to make a run for it halfway through. But now that he was escaping, what was he planning to do? Could it be... oh my gosh!
It was only then that I realized he was holding my hand, and before I knew it, we had reached a window. I felt dizzy, my vision blurred, and by the time I regained my senses, we were no longer inside the Brotherhood Hall.
Being weak truly is a flaw; after all, I was weak and unable to fight back, leaving me at the mercy of someone with superior skills.
"These shoes look great, but won't they hurt your feet? I won't put you down; I'll just carry you back like this."
It turned out that my idol was carrying me in his arms, slowly walking through the garden. He had used his exceptional lightness skill to dart past the crowded areas near the Brotherhood Hall, and now that we were in the garden where no one was around, he walked leisurely along the path.
He spoke soothingly about my feet suffering from the high heels, yet his gaze clearly lingered on the slit of my cheongsam that revealed my thigh.
"What are you doing under the Light Transformation Day?"
"Oh? Between husband and wife, what else could we do? Isn't it obvious?"
"You've lost your mind! Big White's..."
"In any case, we can't wait another moment!"
Before I could finish my sentence, he held me tightly and leaped onto the roof.
The new house was originally Nie Qiuyuan's residence. He had been living next door to me recently, so there had been enough time to tidy up and renovate his room. Overall, not much had changed, but it was spotless now with warm-colored decorations and bright red double happiness symbols plastered everywhere, making the courtyard feel auspicious and festive.
This was a place he had lived in for five years; traces of him were everywhere. Now, I would be living here with him, sharing a life together—it made me both nervous and excited. But honestly, shouldn't I be more worried about something else right now?
"Ah! Young Master! Miss! Why are you back so soon? The wedding wine and scented bath haven’t been prepared yet..." The maid Hong and two matrons guarding the new house were stunned when they saw Nie Qiuyuan carrying me back so soon after noon.
"No need to prepare anything. Liuying isn't feeling well; she fainted earlier. I'm taking her back to rest. You all go guard the front gate; don't let anyone disturb us."
"What? I fainted?! You rushed to bring me back, and now you're blaming me for it?"
Red Heart was in a panic, quickly asking how I felt, while the two aunts laughed and dragged him away. Oh my gosh, seeing their expressions made me want to find a crack in the ground to hide in. Nie Qiuyuan, this might be the most ridiculous lie you've ever told in your life.
Qiu, amidst the laughter, calmly held me and walked into the room, setting me down on the edge of the bed. He bent down to take off my high heels and gently massaged my feet.
"Do you want some wine? The kind where sweet rice wine is poured into a bitter gourd ladle," he seemed indifferent to these customs.
I shook my head. Traditionally, we should drink the wedding wine, as it symbolizes that from now on, husband and wife will share joys and sorrows together. However, I had already drunk enough alcohol for today and didn't want another sip. Besides, even without that ritual, we would surely share everything together.
"The wedding is quite unconventional, isn't it? Is it different from your dreams?" Qiu looked up at me and asked softly.
I shook my head again.
"No parental arrangements, no matchmaker's words, no phoenix crown or bridal gown, no ten-mile welcoming procession, no flower palanquin, no veil—none of that matters. As long as you're here with me, as long as it's you I spend my life with in the future, that's enough."
I gazed at him and spoke my heart.
Before I could finish my sentence, he gently embraced me.
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