I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

Yu Yanran's boudoir is decorated elegantly and warmly.

The pink gauze curtain hung low, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

Yu Yanran was sitting in front of the window, holding a book in her hand, but she had no intention of reading.

Her eyes drifted out the window from time to time, as if waiting for something.

Hearing footsteps, Yu Yanran turned around and saw Sheng Changfeng walking in.

A hint of surprise appeared on her face and she quickly stood up.

"Brother Changfeng, you're here."

Yu Yanran's voice was soft, with a hint of shyness.

"Sister Yanran."

Sheng Changfeng walked to Yu Yanran and looked at her shy appearance, his heart beating fast.

"I……"

He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to start.

"Brother Changfeng, do you have something to say to me?"

Yu Yanran raised her head and looked at Sheng Changfeng, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Sister Yanran, I like you."

Sheng Changfeng mustered up the courage and finally said this.

"I want to marry you. Will you marry me?"

When Yu Yanran heard this, tears flashed in her eyes.

She has been waiting for this day for a long time.

"I am willing."

Yu Yanran nodded gently, her voice choked with sobs.

Sheng Changfeng was overjoyed when he heard this.

He pulled Yu Yanran into his arms and held her tightly.

"Yanran, I will definitely treat you well."

Sheng Changfeng whispered in Yu Yanran's ear.

"Ah."

Yu Yanran snuggled in Sheng Changfeng's arms with a happy smile on her face.

Sheng Changfeng looked up and saw that the sky outside the window had already darkened. The dusk was all around like a huge curtain, slowly covering the hustle and bustle of the day.

He realized it was getting late and should go back to the front hall.

Sheng Changfeng stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the front hall with steady steps.

Yu Yanran watched Sheng Changfeng leave, her eyes revealing reluctance.

In the front hall, Lin Qinshuang and Old Master Yu were having a pleasant conversation in a harmonious atmosphere, as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

"Old Master, let's set the wedding date on the fifteenth of next month. What do you think?"

Lin Qinshuang picked up the teacup, took a sip, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Very good, very good."

Old Master Yu stroked his beard and laughed.

"As for the house, I have ordered someone to purchase one not far from the Princess's Mansion and hang up a sign saying 'Weiwu Marquis' Mansion'. This will also give Changfeng a place to settle down."

"You are so thoughtful, Princess. I admire you."

Old Master Yu bowed and praised.

Sheng Changfeng returned to the front hall and saw that his mother and Old Master Yu had already agreed on everything. A huge stone fell from his heart, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and he felt relaxed all over.

"Changfeng, you and Yanran's wedding is scheduled for the fifteenth of next month. The house has been prepared. It's not far from the Princess's Mansion. It has a sign that says 'Weiwu Marquis' Mansion.'"

When Lin Qinshuang saw her son coming back, she hurriedly spoke, her tone full of joy, like a magpie announcing good news, chirping non-stop.

"Thank you, mother, and thank you, old master."

Sheng Changfeng bowed and saluted, feeling extremely grateful, like a devout believer worshipping the god in his heart.

"One family does not speak the language of two families."

Old Master Yu waved his hand, indicating that Sheng Changfeng didn't need to be so polite.

He looked at Sheng Changfeng and became more and more satisfied. This boy was handsome, well-educated and worthy of his granddaughter.

"Changfeng, you and Yanran must live a good life from now on, support each other, and grow old together."

Lin Qinshuang gave earnest advice, her eyes full of expectation, like a loving mother sewing a bag for her child who was about to go on a long journey.

"Don't worry, mother. I will definitely keep it in mind."

Sheng Changfeng promised solemnly, his tone firm, like a solid rock, unshakable.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is the day for Sheng Changfeng and Yu Yanran to get married.

On this day, the Weiwu Marquis' Mansion was decorated with lights and was in a festive mood. There was a constant stream of traffic in front of the gate, and guests came in an endless stream, making it extremely lively.

Early in the morning, just as the sky was getting light, Sheng Changfeng got up.

He wore a brand new bright red wedding gown, a golden crown on his head, a jade belt around his waist, and black boots on his feet. He looked heroic and dignified, like a general about to go to war, majestic and imposing.

The wedding procession had already been waiting outside the door, with loud gongs and drums, firecrackers, and suona sounds. It was extremely lively, like a cheerful piece of music, playing a chapter of happiness.

Surrounded by the crowd, Sheng Changfeng rode on a tall horse and headed towards Yu Mansion with high spirits.

The sound of horse hooves, like a war drum urging troops to march, beat on Sheng Changfeng's excited heart.

There was also a festive atmosphere in the Yu Mansion.

Yu Yanran was wearing a phoenix coronet and a bridal robe, with pearls and jade on her head, and her face was as rosy as a peach. She was extremely beautiful, like a fairy who had descended to earth, radiant and dazzling.

She sat in her boudoir, listening to the noise outside, feeling both nervous and expectant, like a butterfly waiting to fly, longing for the freedom of the sky.

The auspicious time has arrived, and the matchmaker helps Yu Yanran out of the boudoir.

She had a red veil on her head and could not see the road ahead. She could only let the matchmaker lead her step by step towards the unknown future.

Sheng Changfeng arrived at the gate of Yu Mansion and dismounted.

He strode into the Yu Mansion, passed through the crowd, and came in front of Yu Yanran.

Sheng Changfeng looked at Yu Yanran, who was covered with a red veil, and felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.

He gently lifted the red veil, revealing Yu Yanran's shy face.

When their eyes met, they were filled with affection.

Sheng Changfeng took Yu Yanran's hand and helped her into the bridal sedan.

"Get up the sedan!"

With a loud shout, the sedan chair was slowly lifted up.

The wedding procession returned to the Weiwu Marquis' Mansion in a grand manner.

Along the way, the sound of gongs and drums and the blast of firecrackers attracted countless passers-by to stop and watch, and send their blessings, surrounding the newlyweds like a sea of ​​joy.

After returning to the Weiwu Marquis' Mansion, Sheng Changfeng and Yu Yanran got married in front of everyone.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Couple greetings!"

"It's done!"

The emcee's voice was loud and clear, like the sound of a salute, announcing the birth of a newlywed couple.

After the wedding ceremony, Sheng Changfeng and Yu Yanran were sent to the bridal chamber.

In the bridal chamber, red candles are shining brightly, wedding curtains are hanging low, and the air is filled with a sweet scent, like a glass of mellow wine, intoxicating people.

Sheng Changfeng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Yu Yanran, his eyes full of tenderness.

He gently lifted the red veil on Yu Yanran's head, revealing her delicate and beautiful face.

"Yanran, you are so beautiful."

Sheng Changfeng praised sincerely, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze, blowing through Yu Yanran's heart.

"Brother Changfeng."

Yu Yanran lowered her head shyly, a blush on her face, like a flower bud about to bloom, delicate and beautiful.

Sheng Changfeng held Yu Yanran's hand and said affectionately:

"Yanran, from now on, you are my wife. I will treat you well, protect you, love you, and never let you suffer any injustice."

"Ah."

Yu Yanran nodded gently, tears of happiness sparkling in her eyes, like crystal clear pearls, shining with moving light.

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.