Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Chu Mansion, garden.

Chu Xiaoyun was holding a piece of weed in her hand, spinning it back and forth between her fingers, humming a tune without words. Her whole body exuded a sense of ease and freedom.

"It seems that Sister Xiaoyun has been feeling depressed during this period of time." Meng Wenjin said with a smile.

This really touched Chu Xiaoyun's sore spot.

She stood in front of Meng Wenjin and complained to him:

"That's right. Mother didn't restrict me from leaving the house, but there are too many things to do and I don't have time to go out."

"I have to embroider a veil and try on wedding dresses. My mother won't let me eat too much of the delicious food. I also have to learn many rules from the nanny every day."

Chu Xiaoyun counted on her fingers and told him the "suffering" she had endured during these days. As she counted, the corners of her mouth, which had just been raised, fell down little by little as she counted.

“I think I’ve lost a lot of weight.”

Meng Wenjin used his eyes to describe her appearance. He really saw that her face was thinner. He felt distressed and said softly, "

"Then I'll go talk to my aunt and tell her not to be so strict. Don't worry about those messy rules. After you marry into the mansion, you'll be the master of the house and no one can control you."

Chu Xiaoyun pouted and shook her head to reject his suggestion.

"That won't work. You won't be able to not learn the rules. Your parents might get angry. Mother is doing this for my own good, I know."

"Actually, I understand all those rules and etiquette, but my mother has been a little anxious lately, so she's been a little strict with me."

Having said that, Chu Xiaoyun put his hands behind his back and turned around leisurely.

"But my mother said that if I do my best and she still finds fault with me, I can go home and complain."

"Brother Wenjin, will you stand on my side?"

Chu Xiaoyun's words were as it should be. She did nothing wrong. If her future husband wanted to make her suffer, he would not be worthy of being her husband.

However, she had great faith in Meng Wenjin and didn't think he would deny the question.

However, Chu Xiaoyun didn't expect that after a long time since he finished speaking, no one around him responded.

Chu Xiaoyun's heart suddenly sank, and all kinds of thoughts ran through her mind.

Could it be that Brother Wenjin has changed before they even got married...

"Brother Wenjin?"

She thought she should give him a chance to explain, so she turned her head and asked him.

Chu Xiaoyun then realized that Meng Wenjin also had a worried look on his face with a frown on his face. He looked very serious and must be thinking about some important issues.

Noticing the gaze of the people around her, Meng Wenjin quickly turned around and explained to her.

"Xiao Yun, I came here today because I have something to tell you. It happens to be related to what you said, so I will tell you now."

Chu Xiaoyun nodded.

"My relationship with my mother and father is not very good. Although they initially asked the emperor for permission to arrange our marriage, now they are also angry that they can't interfere with our relationship."

"When you marry into our family, your mother and father may have some opinions about you. This is probably because they hate everyone in the family."

Meng Wenjin lowered his head, his tone calm, yet with a hint of sarcasm.

"So, what you mean is..."

Chu Xiaoyun was in a dilemma for a moment and didn't know how to deal with it.

Meng Wenjin said:

"So, after we get married, you don't have to worry about them. The only time they can act like elders is on our wedding day, but since the Emperor has granted us the marriage, there's nothing they can do."

"At other times, if they give you a hard time, just walk away and ignore them. You don't have to give them face for me."

Instigating your future wife to ignore her parents sounds a bit counter-intuitive.

But Meng Wenjin spoke very seriously.

This was probably the first time that Meng Wenjin showed his cold side in front of Chu Xiaoyun.

On weekdays, he always leaves a good impression in front of everyone.

She was respectful to her teachers, friendly to her sisters, and gentle to her colleagues and servants.

If someone does something wrong, he will not punish them severely, but will give them a chance to make amends.

But it is really strange to be so harsh and indifferent to the parents who gave birth to them.

Chu Xiaoyun seemed to have uncovered his dark side and got to know this gentle brother Wen Jin again.

Meng Wenjin was originally worried that exposing this side of her would displease Chu Xiaoyun, so she hesitated for a long time and had not decided when to tell her.

But now, he had nothing to hesitate about.

Rather than seeing Chu Xiaoyun being unaware of the situation, Meng Wenjin would rather be hated for the sake of enduring in front of her parents.

He couldn't bear to let her suffer even a little bit.

Chu Xiaoyun reached out and smoothed Meng Wenjin's frown, and responded with a chuckle:

"I see."

"I won't let anyone bully me."

She didn't delve into the specific reasons, but just echoed the call.

No matter how close someone is to you, there are some hidden wounds that you don't want to show in front of others.

Not exploring is a silent form of care.

Meng Wenjin's eyes became moist for some reason, and as she looked at Chu Xiaoyun, she felt even softer inside.

He reached out to grab Chu Xiaoyun's hand that was on his face, and when he brought it down, it passed over his lips. His lips moved slightly, leaving a wet mark on his soft palm.

Then he pretended nothing had happened and talked to her for a while. When they were almost there, they reluctantly parted ways.

They couldn't see each other for the next month.

It's hard to bear to be separated from each other even after a day, let alone a whole month.

Before we made our feelings clear, there were times when we were separated for half a month or a month, but at that time we were busy with government affairs and could hide our longing for each other.

Now, every day when I see things related to the wedding preparations, I think of Chu Xiaoyun, and I look forward to it more and more.

After waiting for so long, the wedding day finally arrived.

September 25th is a sunny and windy day, a good day for getting married.

Before daybreak, the Chu Mansion and the Meng Mansion were already busy, with servants and maids coming and going, busy as hell.

Chu Xiaoyun's eyes were filled with bright red.

The lanterns hanging outside the house are red, the silk flowers on the beams are red, the wedding paper pasted on the windows is red, and the veil covering the head is also red.

Such bright colors are perfect for today's festive atmosphere.

Outside the house, there were beatings of gongs and drums, and a grand sedan chair carried by eight people stopped at the gate of the Chu Mansion.

Sitting in the bridal sedan, Chu Xiaoyun's eyes were still filled with red, and her ears were surrounded by the sounds of gongs and drums and noisy voices.

She was already a little nervous, and now she felt like she was in chaos, with all the wedding procedures like a puppet.

It was not until after the wedding ceremony that I was sent to the bedroom and the veil was lifted that I heard Meng Wenjin's clear voice with a familiar, soothing tone.

"Xiao Yun, let me lift your veil."

Chu Xiaoyun finally recovered from her stiff state, and at this moment, all the discomfort in her heart turned into the shy joy of a newly-wed.

Amid the crowd's jeers, Meng Wenjin picked up the Ruyi scale and slowly lifted Chu Xiaoyun's veil.