With that, Xia Siheng rubbed the tip of his nose against her bridal veil, beaming as he ran out with the bride in his arms.
Even if the others wanted to stop him, they could no longer do so.
In the end, they could only give up, grinning from ear to ear.
"Quick, Brother Zi Mu, Brother Zi Xing! Let's catch up and see Mother off!"
Xia Wanwan's voice rang out sweet and clear. She took her two brothers by the hands and tried to run after them.
In the end, Zi Mu and Zi Xing both lifted her under the arms, carrying the little toddler between them.
They hurried after the procession.
Lady Liu nearly lost her soul from fright. She hastened after them. "Prince, Prince! Remember to let her step over the threshold!"
Who knew whether Xia Siheng had heard her.
At any rate, he set his bride down at the entrance.
When Liu Wan lifted her foot to step over the threshold, her shoes came into view.
Xia Siheng was visibly moved. Tenderness filled his eyes, as though his love for her had deepened yet again.
He swept her into his arms once more and personally carried her into the bridal sedan!
He mounted his horse in one fluid motion, his smile radiant with triumph. "Let's go!"
The people outside made way. Everyone in the Capital had heard that the Ninth Prince was getting married and flocked over to watch the festivities.
When the Ninth Prince appeared at the main entrance with his bride in his arms, the onlookers' jaws dropped.
The crowd erupted.
"Is-is this really the Ninth Prince I know?"
"What? What's wrong with the Ninth Prince?"
"He never used to smile so much."
"..."
He was getting married. Was he not supposed to smile?