CHAPTER 83: CHAPTER 83: WEDDING PROCESSION, PHOENIX CORONET AND BRIDAL ROBE

"Did you think of someone?" Sang Yu suddenly looked at Xu Ru’an with a gossipy face.

Generally, people only show expressions like this when they have someone in mind.

Xu Ru’an said disdainfully, "No one, just a damn person."

Sang Yu smelled gossip, "Hmm? Who is it?"

Xu Ru’an: "Just a damn person from our school, always opposing me. I can’t stand him."

"Are you talking about the guy at the welfare institution entrance last time?" Sang Yu recalled seeing Xu Ru’an bickering with a guy at the welfare institution entrance that day.

The guy looked pretty good and didn’t seem like a bad person.

Of course, if he’s a jerk, she wouldn’t be able to tell.

"Who else besides him." Xu Ru’an said.

Sang Yu laughed, "I think the dynamic between you two is quite interesting."

Xu Ru’an shrieked, "Interesting? Stop kidding, Lu Yuan is so annoying!"

Then, Xu Ru’an detailed to Sang Yu how annoying Lu Yuan was.

Sang Yu listened attentively but didn’t give any opinion.

She still felt there was definitely something between Xu Ru’an and Lu Yuan.

...

Two nights before the wedding, Sang Yu was picked up and taken home by He Xiulan.

Before leaving, Jiang Jingming looked seriously at Sang Yu, his voice gentle and affectionate, "I’ll come to get you."

Sang Yu blushed and nodded.

He Xiulan took Sang Yu to the already prepared room, "You’ll sleep here for the next two days; everything’s been tidied up. Wait for Jingming to take you home beautifully the day after tomorrow."

Sang Yu didn’t expect that even just hosting another wedding, Jiang Jingming and the others would make it so grand.

On the morning of the wedding day, Sang Yu was called to get up before dawn.

Unlike last time, this time He Xiulan and Wei Jin were together helping her dress up.

No longer was she doing it casually by herself.

Face grooming, dressing up—everything was so formal.

"By the way, did the wedding attire arrive?" He Xiulan suddenly asked.

Wei Jin: "It should have arrived, I’ll go check."

"Wedding attire?" Right, Sang Yu hadn’t seen the attire yet and didn’t know whether they prepared a Western or Chinese style one for her.

While helping her with makeup, He Xiulan said, "Yes, wedding attire. It hasn’t been shown to you yet, but Jingming said you’d definitely like it."

This made Sang Yu a bit surprised; how could Jiang Jingming be sure she’d definitely like it?

After a while, her makeup was nearly done.

Sang Yu was naturally pretty, with red lips, white teeth, and skin as smooth as cream. Her small face was delicate.

With He Xiulan enhancing her features, she looked even more beautiful.

Naive yet seductive.

Sang Yu looked at herself in the mirror; it was her first time dressing up so elaborately.

Having been pampered lately, Sang Yu’s face had gained some fullness, looking better than before.

Wei Jin brought the wedding attire upstairs, "Mom, Xiao Yu, the attire is here."

Sang Yu turned around, eager to see what kind of wedding attire Jiang Jingming was sure she’d like.

It’s a phoenix coronet and a red robe!

The vivid red looked especially festive. The embroidery on the robe was exquisite, visibly hand-stitched with different threads.

Beside it was the phoenix coronet, adorned with intricate pearls and jade swinging gracefully, crafted exquisitely, glinting under the light.

Truly luxurious.

Sang Yu stared at the attire in amazement. No wonder Jiang Jingming confidently said she’d love it.

She did love it. She had always hoped for a Chinese-style wedding since childhood.

Unlike Western ones, she preferred those with a classical feel.

No wonder today’s makeup felt grand yet less contemporary—it was because of this.

Wei Jin noticed Sang Yu’s face and smiled, "Looks like Jingming was right, you like it a lot."

He Xiulan smiled, "Jingming hasn’t wasted his effort asking me to find Master Hua Jin to customize this attire a month ago."

Wei Jin added, "Master Hua Jin hasn’t made clothes for a long time; probably this is his last wedding attire."

Sang Yu easily understood the significant value of such customization.

She gently stroked the patterns; the stitches felt delicate, indicating it’s no ordinary item.

Sang Yu felt a warm current in her heart.

"Come, let’s help you put it on." He Xiulan said.

Sang Yu’s eyes became a bit moist.

"Okay."

He Xiulan helped style Sang Yu’s hair, gently placing the phoenix coronet on her head.

Wei Jin and He Xiulan together dressed her in the wedding attire.

Sang Yu suddenly thought ancient people must have been exhausted; this attire felt particularly heavy to wear.

Once dressed in the wedding attire, the outside was already bright.

Loud sounds from downstairs drifted up; Jiang Lan ran upstairs.

"Mom, sister-in-law, Brother Jingming is here."

He Xiulan quickly said, "Quick, close the door."

Jiang Lan was puzzled but obediently closed the door.

Sang Yu looked at He Xiulan, confused.

He Xiulan laughed, "Today, we’re acting as Xiao Yu’s parental family. Of course, the son-in-law must be challenged first when arriving."

Wei Jin also laughed, "Exactly, exactly."

The two stood with Jiang Lan at the door.

Waiting for Jiang Jingming and the others to come upstairs.

Sang Yu watched this scene, feeling amused but also touched.

Footsteps sounded on the stairs; He Xiulan and Wei Jin prepared themselves for action.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

He Xiulan raised her voice, "Wanting to take the bride away isn’t that simple."

There was a brief silence outside, then Jiang Jingming asked, "What must be done to take my bride away?"

He Xiulan and Wei Jin exchanged smiles, as Wei Jin said, "First, do fifty push-ups."

If not for time considerations, not only fifty but five hundred could be done.

Without hesitation, Jiang Jingming started doing push-ups.

People outside helped count.

Fifty were soon done, and Jiang Jingming showed no signs of strain.

"Strength test passed; now let’s switch to poetry." He Xiulan raised her voice.

Outside, Wei Lai shouted, "Go ahead, Brother Jingming is accomplished in both literary and martial arts."

"Right, Captain—no, not Captain anymore, he’s been promoted, now Deputy Commander. No, Captain still sounds better, let’s keep calling him Captain."

Wei Lai glared at Lin Wen, "So what are you trying to say?"

Lin Wen: "I’m saying our Captain is skilled in both arts and martial."

Wei Lai: "Why all the crap?"

Lin Wen: ...

He Xiulan looked at Wei Jin, who nodded and said to the people outside, "Please recite five poems declaring love, your own creations are allowed."

[Another Chapter tonight, hah]