Mingzhu didn't have any expectations for this.
She may have matured too early and taken these superficial things lightly.
Wu Zhenhai, however, was like a passionate young man, wanting to give her all his enthusiasm.
"By the way, I'll secretly take you back tomorrow night. It's best not to see each other before the wedding," Wu Zhenhai said.
The two were acting secretly, like it was a clandestine affair; but in reality, who in the General's mansion didn't know?
However, no one dared to look down on Mingzhu because of this.
Because everyone knows that this is Wu Zhenhai's heart and soul, Wu Zhenhai's life.
After staying inside for a short time, Wu Zhenhai went out to work again.
Mingzhu lay in bed, hugging the blanket, and suddenly smiled as she thought about it.
After more than a decade of ups and downs, I never dreamed I would get to where I am today.
It was the most perfect choice she could make.
She heard Xiu'er say that Cui Run understood Yuan.
She was gazing at the starry sky in the far north, imagining him looking spirited and dashing.
She had always known that Cui Run was talented.
My attraction at the time wasn't just because of physical attraction, nor was it just because I was captivated by his gentle advances, but because Cui Run also possessed the aura of a top student.
Moreover, it is the kind of profound knowledge that is low-key, reserved, humble, and modest.
It is often said that a talented man and a beautiful woman are equally important.
She probably always disliked the Old Cabbage Stalk's roughness.
But I later realized that what's more important for a man is taking responsibility.
Or rather, she was indeed more suited to Wu Zhenhai.
The two of them are truly from the same world.
Mingzhu felt no regret or resentment towards Cui Run; she even felt a little pity for him.
She is very happy now, and I hope he can live the life he wants too.
Thinking of this, Mingzhu suddenly smiled.
Indeed, one can only find peace when one is living a good life.
Soon the wedding day arrived. Madam Huo held Mingzhu's hand and anxiously instructed her to listen to her husband and to be gentle and obedient.
Xiu'er said with a grin, "Don't worry, Wu Zhenhai will definitely praise Mingzhu highly in the future."
They're a married couple; it's a matter of mutual consent. Why should you care whether they're gentle or not?
Everyone was enjoying themselves immensely.
Mingzhu smiled at Xiu'er.
She couldn't cry either.
Although she wasn't as overjoyed as Xiu'er was when she got married, she still had expectations and aspirations for the future.
Like Old Cabbage Stalk, it slowly wears down stone with persistent dripping and wood with a sawing rope, gradually seeping into her heart.
I wouldn't dare say our bond is stronger than gold, but it's certainly sincere.
Moreover, the two of them have been sleeping together for so many years, they have the feeling of an old married couple, and there is really no dramatic ups and downs in their hearts.
It's like moving your pillow from one room to another in your house—what's there to be sad about?
Wu Zhenhai entered dressed in red, looking radiant with joy, and showed no signs of being nearly forty years old.
Compared to a teenager, he is much more mature.
Moreover, he wasn't exactly a model citizen; he had a rather roguish charm.
Guagua rushed forward with Wuji, each grabbing a leg and sitting on the ground shouting for red envelopes, looking adorably Lovely.
Wuji had just learned to walk, and before she could even run over, she tripped and fell face-first into the mud.
Fortunately, there was a red carpet on the ground, and he was tough enough to get up on his own and continue to stagger forward to help.
The three children contributed most of the excitement.
Wuxian sat in the chair eating candy piece by piece, completely oblivious to the commotion outside.
--Wu Wuxian a sweet tooth, an insane sweet tooth.
Xiu'er, hands on hips. "Wuxian!"
Wuxian looked up at her, his face completely innocent, and then continued eating his candy.
He heard Xiu'er's instructions to the servants yesterday: today's most important thing is to have good fortune.
So I won't get scolded today.
Okay, keep eating.
Xiu'er: "..."
Wu Zhenhai handed out the red envelopes he had prepared beforehand, holding one in each hand and another on his neck, before being escorted by the crowd into Mingzhu's boudoir.
Madam Huo had already covered her head with a veil, so nothing could be seen.
But just by looking at the hands resting on his legs, Wu Zhenhai knew that this was his Ruanruan.
Wu Zhenhai put the children down and kowtowed to Madam Huo first.
Madam Huo was startled by this scene. She wanted to help him up but felt it was inappropriate, so she looked to Xiu'er for help.
Xiu'er leaned against the door and laughed, "You raised Mingzhu, and now he's taking him away. Can you handle it?"
Wu Zhenhai didn't actually have much affection for his mother-in-law.
If she hadn't been so cowardly, Mingzhu wouldn't have suffered so much.
He didn't intend to kowtow to Madam Huo, but rather to let Mingzhu know that he would show his mother-in-law sufficient respect.
Wu Zhenhai carried Mingzhu out, eliciting gasps of surprise from outside.
Mingzhu, however, was not surprised.
She knew perfectly well Old Cabbage Stalk up to.
The point is to be sensational, to grab attention, to make people gossip about it for days, so that everyone knows she's his.
This country bumpkin is just a scheming little devil.
Mingzhu rested her head on his chest, listening to Wu Zhenhai's pounding heartbeat, and felt surprisingly at peace.
Everything went smoothly.
After circling the city once, the sedan chair stopped in front of the General's Mansion.
Wu Yu, dressed in festive bright red, stood in front of the crowd watching the excitement.
He came to terms with it; now that they were relatives, the chances of him going to see Yanran would be much greater.
After the firecrackers went off, Wu Zhenhai dismounted, cupped his hands in greeting to the crowd, and smiled broadly.
The matchmaker asked him to kick the sedan chair door, but he pretended not to hear, lifted the curtain, and smiled at Mingzhu.
--When has this Xiao Huai ever been so well-behaved, sitting there, holding that precious vase and pretending to be serene!
It's a pity we can't lift the veil now.
Wu Zhenhai bent down, went in, and carried the person out horizontally. The people around him cheered, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively.
However, at this time, unexpected problems arose.
Someone was standing at the main entrance, blocking Wu Zhenhai from entering.
This person is someone everyone is familiar with.
His name is Zhang Qun, and he is a valiant general who has followed Wu Zhenhai for many years.
A real tiger.
Foolish.
But he was absolutely loyal to Wu Zhenhai.
Wu Zhenhai never expected that someone would dare to make things difficult for him today.
Even more unexpectedly, this person turned out to be his confidant.
Wu Zhenhai said with a dark face, "Zhang Qun! Get out of the way!"
Zhang Qun said gruffly, "No, sir, I don't agree to this marriage!"
An uproar erupted around them.
Wu Zhenhai couldn't help but curse, "Do I need your permission for my marriage? Get out of my way!"
This Zhang Qun has clearly taken the wrong medicine today.
Wu Yu, standing to the side, stared in astonishment, his mouth slightly agape.
"No!" Zhang Qun said, "I can't just stand by and watch you get scammed!"
Wu Zhenhai was absolutely furious.
If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, and if he weren't still holding Mingzhu, I would have kicked him away long ago.
At this moment, Mingzhu spoke, her voice as melodious as a nightingale's song, "Zhang Qun, who lied to whom?"