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Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and finally, it was the day of Gu Qingning's wedding.
The atmosphere in the Zhongyuan Marquisate was filled with joy and harmony. Red silk banners hung high, lanterns swayed gently, and the entire residence radiated a festive spirit.
Before dawn, Gu Qingning was forcibly pulled from her bed by Bai Zhi and Lu Yan, who began to prepare her for the day at the dressing table. As the sounds of music and celebration grew closer, Gu Qingning, supported by her maids, slowly stepped out of her chamber and into the main hall.
Father, your daughter is about to be married.
Gu Qingning knelt before Gu Changqing, her eyes slightly red, her voice choked with emotion.
Zhongyuan Marquis Gu Changqing looked at his daughter with a mixture of reluctance and affection.
Qing'er, do not forget that the Zhongyuan Marquisate will always be your home.
Suppressing his own feelings of loss, Gu Changqing urged her gently.
I understand, thank you, Father.
With tears in her eyes, Gu Qingning nodded and deeply bowed three times.
Then, with the help of her nurse, she walked towards the main door. According to tradition, a bride should be carried out by her elder brother to signify the family's care and love for her.
Sister, come here.
Gu Haotian bent down, gesturing for Gu Qingning to climb onto his back.
Brother. Hearing his familiar voice made Gu Qingning pause for a moment.
Gu Haotian had been stationed at the border and could not return without orders. In her previous life, when she insisted on marrying Pei Zhirui, her brother had rushed back to carry her out himself.
She thought he wouldn’t make it in time this time either. But it seemed that he still cared for her deeply.
With a choked voice, Gu Qingning reached out and gently wrapped her arms around her brother's neck, feeling warmth fill her chest.
Brother, thank you.
Gu Qingning said softly.
"Silly girl! No matter what happens in the future, you will always be my sister. I will always protect you, remember that!"
Gu Haotian's voice was firm yet gentle as he steadily carried his sister on his back, walking step by step toward the main gate. Along the way, people offered their blessings, and Gu Qingning, nestled against her brother, felt tears streaming down her cheeks. Her brother was truly the best in the world.
Pei Zhijing, dressed in splendid attire, stood before the flower sedan chair, watching the bride approach from afar. A subtle hint of joy flickered in his deep eyes.
"I entrust my sister to you. If she loses even a single hair in the future, I, Gu Haotian, will not let you off easily."
Gu Haotian placed Gu Qingning's hand into Pei Zhijing's with a tone that carried a hint of threat. The man before him was no longer the Ninth Prince; he was to marry his sister. Gu Haotian felt displeasure but did not harbor hatred.
Pei Zhijing nodded and carefully assisted Gu Qingning into the sedan chair. As he felt the warmth of her palm, Gu Qingning's face flushed slightly beneath the red veil as she stepped into the flower sedan chair.
After a ceremonial procession filled with music and celebration at the Jing Wangfu, Gu Qingning was sent back to her room. She thought she would have to wait a long time, but soon enough, she heard sounds coming from outside the door.
"Everyone leave!"
The man stepped into the bridal chamber, his deep-set eyes landing on the bed. He waved his hand for the servants to exit. Finally, Bai Zhi and Lu Yan closed the door respectfully behind them.
Once everyone had retreated, Pei Zhijing picked up the bridal veil and sat beside Gu Qingning. He gently lifted one corner of the veil, gradually revealing a stunningly beautiful face.
Gu Qingning lowered her head, tightly gripping the apple in her hands, anxiety and nervousness evident on her face as she stood before him.
Pei Zhijing gazed at her intently, a smile tugging at his lips. "Do you like your shoes?"
The girl kept her head down, staring at the ground and not daring to meet his gaze. As his warm voice reached her ears, she snapped back to reality and slowly raised her head to look at the man sitting beside her.
The red dragon-patterned wedding gown draped elegantly over him, accentuating his tall and graceful figure. At this moment, his complexion was slightly different from the usual pallor, showing a hint of rosy color.
Gu Qingning couldn't help but feel that in this red attire, he looked even more beautiful than any woman.
"Why are you here so early?" Gu Qingning asked lightly, puzzled.
The hall was filled with guests, and she had thought it would be late before she could see him again. She never expected him to return so soon.
"My father is worried that I might not withstand all this commotion, so he had them disperse early," he replied in a deep, rich voice that was pleasant to hear. Gu Qingning tightened her grip on the apple in her hand.
Pei Zhiqing took the peace charm from her hand and gently removed the phoenix crown from her head. He then took her hand and led her to sit by the table, placing a cup of wine in her hand with fluid motions, as if it were the most natural thing to do.
After they exchanged cups of wine, Gu Qingning felt concerned for his well-being and took his pulse. Once she confirmed that he was merely fatigued, she finally felt at ease. "Ever since you helped me with acupuncture, I've been much better. I’m not worried anymore," Pei Zhiqing said, watching her intently as she checked his pulse. Yesterday, Doctor Du had already examined him and found no serious issues.
Gu Qingning withdrew her hand and asked, "Uh? What do you mean by 'not worried anymore'? What are you worried about?" She furrowed her brow slightly, confused by his words.
Under her bewildered gaze, he coughed twice before speaking again. "It's been a long day; we should rest early."
Only then did Gu Qingning remember that tonight was their wedding night.
Seeing that she still hadn't reacted, Pei Zhiqing added, "We can rest together tonight."
Upon hearing this, a blush crept onto Gu Qingning's face. She shyly lowered her head and softly replied, "Mm."
Seeing her bashful demeanor stirred a wave of tenderness within Pei Zhiqing. He gently held Gu Qingning's hand and whispered, "Don't be nervous."
In his previous life, on the night he married Pei Zhirui, he had made various excuses to avoid intimacy with her. He hadn't even lifted the bridal veil, leaving her sitting by the bed all night without sleep. She had thought he was drunk; only later did she realize it was because he didn't love her.
The next day, when the palace maid came to collect the handkerchief as instructed by Consort An, she found the entire handkerchief pristine and untouched. As a result, Consort An scolded her thoroughly. This incident later spread throughout the palace, becoming common knowledge.
This left Gu Qingning feeling quite embarrassed. She wore a wedding gown to marry his brother but felt an entirely different sensation.
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