My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

At this moment, a burst of firecrackers was heard outside the mansion gate not far away, making people's ears buzz. Then, the crackling sound of firecrackers resounded through the sky, and the whole mansion was shrouded in a festive atmosphere.

Qing He, dressed in new clothes, hurried over with a happy smile on her face. She smiled and bowed to the lady and the young lady, her voice a little excited: "Young lady, the Fu family is here to pick up the bride, and they are already at the door!"

Hearing the news, Bai Wei gently picked up Xiao Yu'an and patted her hands softly. Her eyes were slightly red, but a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She whispered, "Then we'll wait for you outside the hall." After that, she held Xiao Yu'an and walked out of the room with Shen's mother to the front hall to receive the guests.

Huaying sat quietly beside the bed, watching her mother and sister-in-law leave the door, her eyes falling on the red gauze curtain of the flowering tree outside the door.

The breeze blew gently, and the gauze curtain fluttered slowly in the wind, as if telling something.

She sat quietly, the noise getting closer and closer echoing in her ears, and a sense of nervousness arose in her heart.

Huaying slowly raised the round fan in her hand and gently covered her face. At this moment, the only thing left in her world was the bright red wedding dress in front of her and her throbbing heart.

Fu Shiyan was wearing a bright red wedding gown, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his handsome face was extraordinary and bright, like an immortal.

With a gentle smile on his lips, he slowly stepped into her boudoir, only to see her sitting beside the bed with a round fan in her hand. Her luxurious wedding dress set off her nobility and beauty, like a blooming peony.

Although he had never seen her face behind the fan, he knew very well that she must be stunningly beautiful today.

Fu Shiyan walked slowly towards her, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Even though he had seen her countless times, every time he saw her, he would feel as excited as when he saw her for the first time.

"Madam, I'm here to take you home." There was a barely perceptible tremor in Fu Shiyan's voice, and every moment of his time with the person in front of him flashed through his mind.

Huaying raised her eyes and looked at Fu Shiyan.

Fu Shiyan leaned over and bowed to her. Huaying was slightly surprised, and a warm feeling surged in her heart, and the nervousness disappeared.

Huaying stood up and walked with him into the corridor covered with red carpet. The red silk on the corridor fluttered slowly in the wind, as if blessing them. The sound of firecrackers and music in the yard was very lively.

Standing at the end of the red carpet, Shen's father looked at the couple with a smile on his face, while Shen's mother hid her reluctance and put on a decent smile. Bai Wei and Shen Nanting stood on the side of their parents holding little Yu'an and looked at her with a smile.

Shen Nanxing, who was standing on the right side of her parents, had tears in her eyes. Thinking of the scenes of growing up with her younger sister, her nose felt sore. If her younger sister came again, she would bow to her and respectfully call her Mrs. Fu.

As the etiquette officer shouted, "Today is the day when the Shen family marries their daughter. It is a great blessing. The marriage is a gift from heaven. After paying respects to the parents, you will leave the house. May you be rich and prosperous forever."

Huaying looked at her parents and brother and said goodbye. When she bent down, a tear fell on the red carpet.

Tears finally fell from Mother Shen's eyes when she saw this. Father Shen, who was standing by, comforted her softly, "The Fu Mansion is not far from home. If you miss Ying'er, just ask her to come back." Before Mother Shen could say anything, a voice was heard.

Shen Nanxing wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with a forced smile: "Yes, mother, my sister is just getting married, not never coming back, please don't be sad."

Mother Shen nodded, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and choked up and said, "I know, but I just can't bear to leave Ying'er..."

Father Shen patted Mother Shen's shoulder gently.

At this time, the etiquette officer shouted again: "Please invite the bride into the sedan chair!"

Fu Shiyan bowed to the elders of the Shen family again and left with Huaying.

Outside the Shen Mansion, there was a ten-mile long red wedding procession. An orderly procession stretched from one end of the street to the other. The sound of the moon and firecrackers rang out. Crowds of people were surging on both sides of the street, shoulder to shoulder, and everyone stretched their heads to watch the rare wedding at the Fu Mansion.

With the help of Fu Shiyan and Qinghe, Huaying got on the luxurious and spacious wedding sedan, until Fu Shiyan got on the carriage. Then, with the etiquette officer's words "Lift the sedan," the wedding procession slowly set off towards the Fu Mansion amid the deafening sound of firecrackers.

A Nian ordered the servants to throw copper coins and candies to the crowd watching on both sides of the street. The crowd became excited again, with all kinds of blessings and laughter mixed together. For a moment, the whole Chang'an Avenue was bustling.

Huaying was sitting in the wedding sedan holding a round fan, listening to the music coming from outside. Her eyes followed the fluttering curtain and fell on the back of Fu Shiyan riding a horse in front of her. He looked like a young general who had won a battle, full of rare vigor and vitality.

She looked past Fu Shiyan and saw her eldest and second brothers riding big horses in front, clearing the way for her. Huaying looked at the backs of her eldest and second brothers with reluctance in her eyes.

An unknown amount of time had passed until Huaying heard Qinghe's voice reminding her from outside the wedding sedan, "Miss, we are almost at the Fu Residence. Remember to pick up your round fan."

Huaying hummed lightly and picked up the round fan to cover her face.

Shi Nuan, who was standing at the Fu Mansion to greet them, showed her small white teeth and turned to look at Fu Shichen, "Brother, second brother is back with Sister Huaying."

Yue Niang, who was chatting and laughing with Dongxue and Dongqing on the side, joked, "Ms. Fu, why don't you change your mind?" After saying that, she and Dongxue and the others laughed.

Shi Nuan smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, sister-in-law is home."

There were several young men waiting there. Zheng Wenyun patted Gu Nanchen on the shoulder and whispered, "Brother Gu, Brother Fu has married a beautiful woman now. From now on, it will be just the two of us on night duty."

Gu Nanchen ignored him and looked at the newlyweds who were walking slowly towards him.....

Huaying held a round fan in her hand and stepped carefully on the red carpet. She slowly followed the etiquette officer's commands, stepped over the brazier, and walked towards the hall step by step.

The Fu Mansion was crowded with people and noisy, and the sounds of music and firecrackers resounded through the sky, deafening.

Huaying felt a little dizzy from the scene, and the heavy phoenix crown on her head seemed to be getting heavier.

Fu Shiyan, who had been paying attention to her, keenly noticed that her breathing was a little unstable. He leaned closer to her and whispered to comfort her, "Madam, please be patient. After the ceremony, you can go back to your room and rest."

Huaying looked at him tenderly, smiled slightly, and responded softly: "Okay, don't worry, it's okay."

Finally they arrived at the hall, and with the loud calls of the etiquette officer, Huaying and Fu Shiyan successfully completed the wedding ceremony.

Finally, with a loud voice of “Enter the bridal chamber!”, this elaborate and solemn wedding finally came to a successful conclusion.

Fu Shiyan held one end of the red silk tightly and slowly led Huaying to the bridal chamber.

After entering the room, Fu Shiyan gently closed the door and tied the red silk to the head of the bed. Qinghe and other followers quietly waited outside the door, waiting for their master's instructions.

At this moment, Fu Shiyan and Hua Ying were the only ones left in the room, and the atmosphere became exceptionally peaceful and warm.

Fu Shiyan helped Huaying sit slowly on the bed, reached out and gently took off her face-covering fan, revealing her beautiful face.

There was a gentle light in his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he said softly: "Madam, I finally married you."

Then, he reached out and gently took Huaying's hand, lowered his head and kissed it lightly, his voice low and gentle: "Let Qinghe bring some food in later, you can eat something to fill your stomach first. I still have to go out to entertain the guests, I will come to accompany you after they leave, okay?"

When Huaying heard him address her as Madam, her cheeks immediately flushed with shyness, and she whispered back, "Go and get busy."

"That has to wait for Madam's consent." Fu Shiyan held her hand tightly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, deliberately teasing her. He liked to see her blushing and shy for him.

Then he said, "I'll be back soon." Only when he saw Huaying nod did he turn around and leave with a satisfied smile.

When he reached the door, he stopped and said to Qinghe, "Prepare some warm food for Madam." However, before Qinghe could answer, Aunt Zhang frowned and said, "Master, it's against the rules for the bride to eat before drinking the wedding wine."

Fu Shiyan glanced at her coldly and said in a cold tone: "In the Fu Mansion, what the lady says is the rule."

Then, he turned to Ah Nian and instructed, "Take Qing He to the kitchen first, and then take her to familiarize herself with the environment in the mansion later so that you can take better care of the lady."

A Nian replied respectfully, "Yes." When the servants heard how doting the master was on his mistress, they all understood a little.

Huaying, who was sitting on the bedside in the room, couldn't help feeling a sweet and sour feeling in her heart when she heard these words coming from outside the door.