Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 779 - 777: The Wedding Ceremony

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Chapter 779: Chapter 777: The Wedding Ceremony

Five days later, at Yongning Manor.

Unlike the influential families in the Capital, on the joyous day of Yongning Manor’s Young Master, the guests were not dignitaries or nobles; most of the attendees were from the Jianghu crowd.

After freshening up, Shen Qinglan changed into another wedding dress and was then supported by Bi Chen and Lan Ruo to the entrance of the main hall.

The matchmaker brought the red thread, allowing the two to each hold an end.

Duan Yunfei turned his head to look at Shen Qinglan beside him, unable to hide the smile on his face no matter what.

Standing at the doorway, Le Zhao scoffed lightly, chuckling, "Look at him, a smart person, yet he laughed himself into a fool."

Duan Yunfei neither looked at him nor said anything; instead, he held the red thread, and together with Shen Qinglan, stepped toward the main hall step by step.

"Here they come!"

Someone shouted, and those who were originally seated all stood up one after another.

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

"Congratulations to Young Master Duan!"

"A hundred years of harmony, forever united!"

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Along the way, congratulations were almost incessant.

At the high table, Duan Nian, Luo Jing, and the Luo Family members all smiled with contentment and joy.

Those who had heard that Duan Yunfei and Le Zhao had a thing couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Isn’t this Young Master supposed to like men? Wasn’t there something between him and the second son of the Capital’s richest man? How did he suddenly get married?

Moreover, that second son seems to be smiling even more happily than the groom.

Could it be that he’s marrying a girl just to cover up?

Thinking of this, they couldn’t help but nod secretly, feeling this was very possible.

As the two stood still, the bridesman waiting at the side approached with a smile, and the guests who had been whispering immediately quieted down.

They heard the bridesman shout loudly, "First bow to the heavens and the earth!"

The two slowly turned around, knelt toward the gate, bowed with hands clasped, then slowly got up and turned back again.

"Second bow to the parents!"

Upon hearing this, they slowly bowed toward Duan Nian and Luo Jing at the high table.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

The two turned to face each other and slowly bowed.

"The ceremony is complete, send them to the bridal chamber!"

With the final shout from the bridesman, the previously silent guests instantly resumed their chatter and laughter, congratulating and clapping, making the scene very lively.

Shen Qinglan stared at the mandarin duck red shoes beneath her feet, allowing Duan Yunfei to lead her out the door.

In the Feiyun Pavilion, from the door to the courtyard and into the room, almost everything was a dazzling red.

Outside the bridal chamber, two young maidservants were keeping watch. Seeing the two arrive, they quickly lowered their heads and opened the door.

Once they entered, they considerately closed the door again.

As soon as Duan Yunfei entered the room, he removed the red thread, tossing it aside, and directly took her hand to sit down on the bed.

Shen Qinglan sighed softly and said in a low voice, "May I take off this wedding veil now?"

"Of course you can!"

Without a second thought, Duan Yunfei swiftly lifted the obstructive red veil, revealing her delicately made-up beautiful face, causing his gaze to suddenly become hazy.

Shen Qinglan lowered her eyes slightly, and at the thought of the indescribable matters about to come, her cheeks couldn’t help but flush.

Her shyness brought a faint rosy glow to her face, making her look even more stunningly beautiful.

Just as Duan Yunfei was about to lose his composure, there was suddenly a knocking on the door from outside.

"Brother, you don’t plan to indulge in broad daylight, do you?" Le Zhao’s teasing voice came from outside the door.

Duan Yunfei’s expression froze, and he couldn’t help but let out a wry smile.

He cupped her small face, gently kissed her lips, and said in a low voice, "Let’s go out and offer a toast first."

"Mm."

Shen Qinglan nodded without raising her head, letting him pull her up to stand.