The Book Soul Chronicles: Godslayer

After resting, Li Ruixuan's wedding procession set off. Before leaving, he invited Ye Qingyang to come along and have a celebratory drink, but Ye Qingyang declined with an excuse.

Ye Qingyang had been following the wedding procession. When they arrived at the house, he looked at the lively scene but did not go forward. Instead, he put on a veiled hat to cover his face and hid among the cheering crowd.

He released his divine sense and watched as his younger sister bid farewell to their parents and was carried out of her room by her younger brother into the bridal sedan chair. Ye Qingyang's eyes were filled with reluctance.

He also saw his parents, whom he hadn't seen for many years. They had more wrinkles around their eyes and their hair had turned much whiter.

Especially my father. In my memory, he had a warm heart and a tall, upright figure, but now his back is slightly hunched.

He supported his mother, who was crying, and spoke in a comforting tone.

"My dear Shu'er! You must come back to visit us often!" Mother Ye said, sobbing.

"Alright, Shu'er is married now, why do you still let her come back to her parents' home so often? Why are you saying such unlucky things on such a joyous occasion!" Father Ye said from the side.

Li Ruixuan said, "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely treat Shu'er well. If she misses you, I will bring her back to visit often."

Mr. and Mrs. Ye nodded and watched them leave.

Sitting in the bridal sedan chair, Ye Qingshu tightened her grip on the apple, her thin lips pursed beneath the bridal veil, her beautiful face devoid of any joy at the upcoming marriage, instead filled with sorrow.

The older brother clearly promised her that he would escort her to her wedding, so why didn't he come? Was he lying to her?

Ye Qingshu knew in her heart that she didn't really like Li Ruixuan that much. It was just that Li Ruixuan was a very good person, and she didn't like anyone else, nor did she dislike him. In this world, it didn't matter who she married. Women had no right to speak. Marrying him was just the best choice. She accepted her fate!

Her fate was as perfect as others described, but she felt that she was just an exquisite puppet. Marrying into the family was merely a transfer from one controller to another.

Her current name is Ye Qingshu, but she prefers the woman she used to be called Ye Xiaomei. At least she was free then, but now she can't even hold her own opinion.

Her father felt that her name was not worthy of her, so he asked someone to change it. He felt that now that the family was wealthy, his daughter was not behaving like a young lady, so he hired someone to teach her needlework, etiquette, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Everyone praised her father for his good upbringing and for doting on his daughter, but he never asked for her opinion.

She would rather go back to being that carefree, wild girl who used to run wild all day. Back then, her older brother was still alive, and although her family was poor, she felt warm. Now, that's impossible.

From that moment on, she could only repeat the fate of all women, tying her destiny to a man with whom she had no blood relation, being filial to her parents-in-law, respecting her brothers, treating her sisters-in-law kindly, and listening to the opinions of outsiders, thus spending her life in this way.

She had a premonition that her brother was watching nearby. He never broke their promise, and he must have his own reasons for not meeting her.

"Lift the sedan chair!!!"

Outside, drums and gongs resounded; inside the sedan chair…

"Brother, I hope you have a smooth life, that you will not succumb to this fate, and that you will be able to forge your own path in this unjust world."

The sedan bearers lifted the sedan chair, and Ye Qingshu closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Ye Qingyang watched as his most beloved younger sister got married.

"Little sister, your brother only hopes that you can live a peaceful life and have your wishes fulfilled!"