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

The next morning, sunlight shone through the window lattice and sprinkled into the princess's mansion, making it golden.

Sheng Hong sat upright in the main seat in the main hall, stroking his beard, a gratified smile on his face.

Lin Qinshuang sat beside him, holding an embroidered handkerchief in her hand, wiping the corners of her eyes from time to time, her expression showing both joy and a hint of reluctance.

Molan stood aside. Today, she wore a light and elegant dress, and her plain face was slightly made up, which made her look more beautiful and elegant.

"Honglang, time flies by so fast! In the blink of an eye, Changfeng has already got married."

Lin Qinshuang sighed, her voice carrying a hint of the vicissitudes of time.

Sheng Hong nodded slightly, his eyes falling on a place not far away, as if he saw Sheng Changfeng as a child.

"Yes, we are all old, and now it is the world of young people."

He sighed softly, with a hint of emotion in his tone.

Molan listened quietly, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart.

She looked at her father and aunt. Time had left traces on their faces, but it had also left more kindness on them.

"Mother, don't say that. You and father are still young."

Molan comforted softly.

Lin Qinshuang looked up at Molan, a hint of kindness flashing in her eyes.

"You girl, you have a sweet mouth."

She said with a chuckle, reaching out and gently patting the back of Molan's hand.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Sheng Changfeng and Yu Yanran walked in side by side.

Today, Sheng Changfeng is still wearing a festive red robe, but he is less ostentatious and more calm than yesterday.

Yu Yanran changed into a light pink dress and wore a few exquisite pearl hairpins on her head, which made her look even more charming and lovely.

The two men walked up to Sheng Hong and Lin Qinshuang and knelt down respectfully.

Sheng Changfeng held the teacup in both hands and handed it to Sheng Hong.

"Father, please have tea."

His voice was loud and respectful.

Sheng Hong took the teacup and took a sip.

The aroma of tea is overflowing and refreshing.

He looked at his son and daughter-in-law in front of him, his heart filled with relief.

"well."

He nodded repeatedly with a satisfied smile on his face.

Yu Yanran also held the teacup and handed it to Lin Qinshuang.

"Mom, please have tea."

Her voice was soft and a little shy.

Lin Qinshuang took the teacup and took a sip.

She looked at Yu Yanran, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

"Good boy, if Chang Feng bullies you in the future, tell me and I will teach him a lesson for you."

She said with a smile, a hint of intimacy in her tone.

Yu Yanran's cheeks flushed slightly and she shook her head gently.

"Mom, Brother Changfeng is very good to me."

She whispered, her voice filled with happiness.

Sheng Changfeng looked at Yu Yanran with tenderness in his eyes.

He gently held her hand, as if to give her strength.

Molan looked at the scene in front of her and felt a warm feeling in her heart.

She looked at her brother and sister-in-law with a blessing smile on her face.

After the tea was served, the family sat together happily.

Three months later, the auspicious day calculated by the Ministry of Rites arrived as scheduled.

Tomorrow is Sheng Molan's wedding day.

As night fell, Lin Qinshuang came to Sheng Molan's boudoir.

Inside the house, the flickering candlelight cast a hazy warmth over everything.

Sheng Molan sat on the edge of the bed, holding an embroidered handkerchief in her hand, gently wiping the corners of her eyes.

Lin Qinshuang walked to Sheng Molan and sat down gently.

She looked at her daughter, her eyes filled with reluctance.

"Mo'er, time flies. In the blink of an eye, you've grown up so much and are getting married tomorrow."

Lin Qinshuang said softly, her voice choked with sobs.

Sheng Molan raised her head and looked at her aunt, her eyes also filled with tears.

"Mom, I can't bear to leave you."

She threw herself into Lin Qinshuang's arms and cried.

Lin Qinshuang hugged Sheng Molan tightly and patted her back gently.

"Silly child, getting married is a good thing, you should be happy."

She soothed softly, but her voice was trembling a little.

"But I can't bear to leave you, and I can't bear to leave this home."

Sheng Molan said sobbingly, her tears wetting Lin Qinshuang's clothes.

Lin Qinshuang gently wiped away the tears from Sheng Molan's face, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

"Mo'er, you must remember that no matter where you go, you are my daughter, and this family will always be your backer."

She spoke each word, her voice soft but full of power.

Sheng Molan raised her head and looked at Lin Qinshuang, her eyes full of gratitude.

"Mom, thank you."

She choked and said, her voice full of attachment.

Lin Qinshuang smiled gently and reached out to hold Sheng Molan in her arms.

"Silly boy, why are you so polite to me?"

She said softly, her voice full of love.

The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to merge each other into their bodies.

At this moment, time seems to stand still, leaving only love and reluctance.

As the night deepens, the wind outside the window blows gently, making a rustling sound.

Inside the house, the flickering candlelight stretched the figures of the mother and daughter very long.

The Sheng Mansion was decorated with lights and colorful decorations again, and was filled with joy.

Today is Sheng Molan and Lin Changze’s wedding day.

Early in the morning, Sheng Molan got up early.

She sat in front of the dressing table and let the maids dress her up.

She was in the mirror, wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, a phoenix crown on her head, and a face as rosy as a peach. She was incredibly beautiful.

Lin Changze was wearing a brand new wedding gown, looking heroic and dignified.

He stood in front of the Sheng Mansion, welcoming guests who came to congratulate him.

The auspicious time has arrived, and Sheng Molan slowly walked out of her boudoir with the help of the matchmaker.

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.

Lin Changze came to Sheng Molan and gently lifted the red veil.

When their eyes met, they were filled with affection.

Lin Changze took Sheng Molan'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 Lin 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.

After returning to the Lin Mansion, Sheng Molan and Lin Changze got married in front of everyone.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Couple greetings!"

"It's done!"

The master of ceremonies' voice was loud, announcing the birth of a new couple.

After the wedding ceremony, Sheng Molan and Lin Changze 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.

Lin Changze sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Sheng Molan, his eyes full of tenderness.

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

"Molan, you are so beautiful."

Lin Changze exclaimed sincerely.

"Brother Nagasawa."

Sheng Molan lowered her head shyly, a blush appearing on her face.

Lin Changze held Sheng Molan's hand and said affectionately:

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

"Ah."

Sheng Molan nodded gently, tears of happiness in her eyes.

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