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The androgynous beauty was dressed in a gorgeous phoenix coronet and a phoenix robe, and wore a phoenix crown woven with gold threads on her head. The crown was inlaid with countless pearls and gems, sparkling with dazzling light.

His cheeks were lightly powdered, like petals in the morning light, with a faint blush.

Her lips were dotted with bright red cinnabar, like a newly blossomed rose, delicate and tempting. Her eyebrows were like distant green mountains, like the landscape in a painting, outlining a touch of fresh green.

His eyes were like rippling autumn water, with a lively light flashing in them, like ripples on the surface of a lake, sparkling.

In the morning light, his face looked particularly charming, like a beautiful painting, which was intoxicating.

His wedding dress was made of the finest silk, the fabric was soft and smooth, and it was embroidered with colorful peonies, symbolizing good luck and wealth.

The peony flowers are delicately embroidered in vibrant colors, seemingly blossoming from the hem. A closer look reveals a subtle refinement of the gown's design.

Although the wedding dress appears to be a typical women's wedding dress style, it is actually designed according to the men's clothing style.

The improved style appears much softer, retaining the handsomeness of men's clothing while incorporating the softness of women's clothing, making the young man look both dignified and heroic.

"Do I have to wear a red veil too?" The beauty's voice was slightly low, and it could be heard that it was a man's voice.

Even though Mother Wang was already familiar with Chu Jun, she was still stunned when she heard Chu Jun's voice. She still couldn't believe that such a beautiful bride in front of her could be a man.

The beauty was puzzled that she had not received a response. She glanced to the side, and her heart trembled when she saw the watery eyes. Mother Wang came to her senses and said, "Yes, Madam, this is what the eldest young master asked for." Mother Wang said, and brought the tray with the red veil to the bride.

In fact, in Feng Dynasty, women did not have to wear a red veil when they got married, so that everyone could see the girl's most beautiful appearance when she got married.

Marrying your ideal husband at the most beautiful moment and receiving everyone's blessings is the happiest moment for every girl.

Mother Wang didn’t understand why the eldest young master repeatedly asked the eldest young mistress to cover her head with a red veil. But now, looking at the beauty in her wedding dress, she understood.

If I were his husband and had such a beautiful wife, I would not be so generous as to want others to see her. She should be locked up in the yard, treated like a treasure, and only be looked at by her husband.

When Chu Yun heard that it was Mo Heng who asked him to cover himself with the red veil, he did not refuse. He picked up the exquisite red veil, gently placed it on his head, and slowly put it down.

Mother Wang looked at the hazy face of the eldest young lady behind her red veil and thought:

"The eldest young master must be regretting covering the eldest young lady with a red veil."

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The bride has a thin figure, and even through the layers of wedding dress, one can feel her coolness.

His hands were gently folded on his knees, his fingers were slender, and his fingertips were slightly pink, making him look particularly gentle.

He wore a pair of exquisite jade bracelets on his wrists, which made pleasant sounds as the sedan swayed slightly.

The most eye-catching thing was the bright red veil on his head, which was made of fine silk and embroidered with peonies in gold thread on the edge.

His raven hair was faintly visible beneath the veil. Although the veil obscured the bride's face, his delicate features could still be glimpsed through the thin red veil. His soft jawline and slender neck gave him the grace of a swan. His red lips were slightly raised, captivating everyone who saw him.

The bride exuded a faint fragrance, which was his innate body fragrance and the fragrance that Mo Heng was fascinated by.

Mo Heng did regret it after seeing Chu Jun. Without being able to see Chu Jun's face, he looked even more alluring and touching. He wanted someone to lift his veil immediately to see the peerless beauty inside.

Unfortunately, it was against the rules to move the red veil now. Mo Heng could only suppress his jealousy and slowly walked up to Chu Yun. He took Chu Yun's hand and led him to the sedan chair.

"Slow down, there are steps." The man's voice was gentle and delicate, full of endless doting. His face was filled with an indescribable doting feeling, and his eyes were full of affection and attachment to the person in front of him, as if he was the most precious treasure in his life.

When people saw this scene, there was no doubt in their hearts that Master Mo would have any dislike for his new wife.

The sedan chair was carried by eight strong men and moved slowly forward.

Behind her is a beautiful red dress.

Dozens of gorgeously decorated carriages slowly moved forward, each loaded with dowries of many kinds, each one incredibly precious.

Gold, silver and jewelry sparkle brightly in the sun, and silk and satin flutter gently in the breeze, emitting a charming luster.

Antique calligraphy and paintings appear simple and elegant, and each piece contains a profound historical heritage.

These dowries are not only numerous, but each one is also priceless, and they also serve as the bride's confidence in her husband's family.

But those in the know knew that these were all dowries purchased by the young master for the eldest lady, and were a token of the master's love for his wife.

In the main house of the Mo family, everyone was already waiting there, awaiting the arrival of the newlyweds.

In the spacious and bright hall, red candles burned high, emitting a warm glow. Incense curling from the incense burner filled the air, bringing a faint fragrance. The whole scene seemed solemn and festive.

The sound of suona became closer, and the wedding procession finally returned to the main house.

Chu Jun, who got off the sedan chair, once again heard the sound of people around him gasping for breath.

Amid the envious gazes of the people around him, Mo Heng carried Chu Yun into the Mo family gate and disappeared from the sight of the people of Suzhuang.

As to whether this envious gaze was directed at Mo Heng or Chu Yun, only people themselves knew.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Couple greetings!"

At this moment, Mo Heng stared at the young man in front of him and felt that there might never be a more satisfying moment in his life.

After the ceremony, the bride was taken to the bridal chamber, and the guests were led to the banquet to enjoy the carefully prepared wedding banquet.

The whole hall was filled with laughter and an atmosphere of happiness and joy.

The garden of the Mo family's main residence was transformed into a banquet hall, filled with exquisite tables and chairs, and the tables were filled with delicacies from land and sea, fine wines and delicious food.

The guests were dressed in their best clothes, toasting each other, and laughter and joy were heard everywhere.

"Master Mo, this boy Mo married a good wife. He is so lucky!" This was a compliment to Mo Linwei.

"Mr. Mo, today is your wedding, and the whole city is celebrating. On behalf of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce, I wish you and your bride a happy marriage and a long-lasting love!" This person came to establish a relationship with Mo Heng.

"Cousin, congratulations." These were some inconspicuous side branches of the Mohist school who came to make their presence felt.

The female relatives were obviously much more sincere. They all looked at the bride and were gathered together chatting excitedly!