My wife wants a divorce; if she ruins my life, I'll leave.

Standing inside the door were four little children, about five or six years old, with fair skin and chubby faces. They were all dressed in bright red clothes, and even their little braids were tied with red ribbons, making them quite adorable.

Qi Sheng was expecting a fight, but then four little kids appeared, and he was immediately amused.

The person who came to help with the wedding said, "Hey! What a clever idea. If it were a few men, we would have to put in a lot of effort to make a move, but since it's just a few kids, we can't do anything about it."

Qi Sheng smiled and asked one of the children, "Have you been weaned yet? You're so young and you're already blocking the door like other people. Shouldn't you learn how to handle a wedding procession earlier?"

Meng Sixiu shouted angrily, "You're the one who's still breastfeeding! Stop talking nonsense, if you want to take my aunt away, you'll have to get past me first!"

"Hey, not very big, but quite temperamental."

Ultimately, the crowd didn't take them seriously and instead tried to tempt them with candy and snacks.

But the Meng family was no ordinary family. Although they were all at the age where they were greedy for food, they still managed to control their chubby little hands.

Meng Sixiu's voice, though still childish, revealed a resolute determination: "Who are you underestimating? Those snacks are useless; you must compete with us."

Everyone burst into laughter again, which made Meng Sixiu even angrier. He turned to look at his youngest brother next to him, who was still laughing foolishly.

Yu Yan turned his head and gave Qi Sheng a wink. Qi Sheng understood and said, "Alright, let's have a competition with our little nephews."

Previously, Qi Sheng had easily dealt with the group of teenagers, but now, faced with four toddlers, everyone was incredibly amused and immediately dismounted and rushed over.

Some pretended to pick up the doll after a few gestures, while others didn't even bother to gesture and simply scooped the person up with one hand, saying, "Come on, let's go watch the fun with your uncle."

Although Meng Sixiu was still struggling, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

People inside and outside the door were talking and laughing, making it impossible to hear what they were saying; all you could hear was a cacophony of noise. Fortunately, no one was blocking the door anymore.

Yu Yan and the others walked quickly toward the main hall, occasionally shooing away those who tried to stop them with their purses, since they had prepared quite a few purses.

After arriving at the main hall and being urged to get ready three times, the bride, Shanshan, finally appeared.

The bright red and gold-trimmed blouse features auspicious patterns and wide sleeves, with mandarin ducks and pomegranates embroidered on the collar and cuffs. Over this, a crimson-colored shawl embroidered with a golden phoenix and jeweled necklace is worn. A red gold filigree phoenix necklace with outstretched wings hangs on the chest. The bright red Shu brocade skirt is embroidered with lotus pods and other patterns in the same color silk thread, and is studded with rice-grain-sized pearls and gemstones, making it sparkle as the wearer moves.

She moved with graceful steps, her movements elegant and radiant.

Although her face was not visible, the outfit stunned everyone present. This wedding dress was not something that money could buy!

No wonder everyone wants to marry into a noble family; some of the regulations are simply not something ordinary families can use.

Yu Yan couldn't wait to step forward and stand with Meng Ruohua, and the two of them bid farewell to Meng Xin and Meng's mother.

Despite having gone through it once before, Meng Ruohua was still bewildered, performing the actions like a puppet under the guidance of the matchmaker. After all the rituals were completed, Meng Zehang from the next room carried her out of the house.

Meng Ruohua's nose stung, and her eyes filled with tears. She leaned on Meng Zehang's back, watching the blurry road beneath her feet recede backward, hoping that the road would be longer.

When they reached the door, they wished the road would be shorter, because Meng Zehang was already a little out of breath.

Meng Xin remained in the capital, while Meng Zeyuan had already returned to Lanzhou, so they could only seek help from members of the Meng clan.

He was physically weak from a young age and not suited for martial arts, so he was carefully nurtured. As he grew up, he was similar to an ordinary person, but still somewhat weak.

But in the capital, he was the eldest among his peers, so it was naturally his responsibility to do such a thing. Of course, he also wanted to personally support his younger sister in her wedding.

Only after getting into the sedan chair did Yu Yan breathe a sigh of relief. He bowed to Meng Xin and his mother again, then mounted his horse and headed back!

Finally married the woman he loved, Yu Yan, who was usually aloof, couldn't help but smile. However, he had restrained himself for many years, and even when he was very happy, his smile was faint, at least in public.

Therefore, it is inevitable that some people will misunderstand.

At a restaurant facing the street, countless onlookers stood by the window, among them Song Chen'an.

Looking at Yu Yan's expression, Song Chen'an felt a little smug. It seemed that Yu Yan was not very willing either!

Indeed, it's one thing to have an affair, but if you actually marry a divorced woman, you'll definitely be ridiculed.

It must have been Meng Xin who pressured him to issue the imperial decree, forcing Yu Yan to marry Meng Xin. Otherwise, given Meng Xin's status as a discarded wife, he would have been lucky to marry into an ordinary family!

Even if she marries into the Yong'an Marquis's household, so what? She'll still be looked down upon. He wants to see if Meng Shi will dare to slap someone in public if they bully her in the future!

Song Chen'an was lost in thought, completely unaware that the rich expressions on his face had been seen by others.

Several people who came with him for drinks secretly reminded each other to peek at Song Chen'an's expression, and then they all pursed their lips and chuckled.

Among them was Tian Xiu, who helped Meng Ruohua lure Song Chen'an to Fuguang Pavilion.

Tian Xiu looked down on Song Chen'an and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Brother Song? Have you regretted it?"

Song Chen'an withdrew his gaze and said disdainfully, "I regret not divorcing that shrew sooner. She had an affair with Yu Yan before. If I hadn't been without evidence, how could I have let her walk out of the Song residence so easily?"

Tian Xiu shook his head and said, "Brother Song also said there's no evidence. Don't talk about things without evidence, lest you bring trouble upon yourself!"

Song Chen'an said with a self-deprecating smile, "Having come this far, what trouble am I afraid of? Could things get any worse?"

Knowing his past, everyone was afraid he would say something even more offensive, so they quickly laughed it off and changed the subject.

Tian Xiu understood everyone's intentions, and simply smiled before letting go.

They warmed the wine again, called their friends over, and drank together, composing poems and exchanging verses until late in the evening before finally dispersing.

When Song Chen'an returned to the manor drunk, Shen Yunlan was naturally angry again. Ignoring his current weakness, she sent people to forcibly carry him to Luoxia Pavilion.

Let whoever wants to serve me do it!

Let's get back to Yu Yan.

The journey to pick up the bride took half an hour, but the return trip took almost an hour.

There was no other reason than that he had scattered copper coins along the way.

He had prepared four or five baskets of copper coins, which he would scatter every short distance he walked.

This attracted many people to follow suit, causing traffic jams that made the streets almost impassable.

Although the process was slow, Yu Yan felt it was worth it; he wanted to give her a grand and glamorous marriage!

Even in the capital, there were still many poor families. In order to get a few copper coins for free, they would naturally say a few more auspicious words. If the host was happy, he might give them more money.

Therefore, while sitting in the sedan chair, Meng Ruohua could often hear a few auspicious words. Although she meant no harm, she couldn't help but smile.

Who doesn't want a loving and long-lasting marriage? Although life may wear down the dreams of youth, no matter what we experience, we still yearn for these beautiful aspirations.

Now, Meng Ruohua is carefree and unrestrained. She laughs when she likes something and doesn't force herself to be unhappy when she doesn't. Even if she marries Yu Yan, she doesn't want to suffer. At worst, she'll just get a divorce. As long as she doesn't die, no one can make her feel miserable.