The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 325 - 198: Bridal Chamber (Part 2)
Zhao Minghua watched Qingsheng’s actions, nodded with satisfaction.
Qingsheng... understood, from now on, prioritize the young mistress.
As long as everything concerning the young mistress is well-considered, the young master will surely reward heavily.
"Miss, you may cross the firepan now."
Ding Xiang covered her mouth, secretly laughing, the groom is truly good to the lady!
Chun Nuan lifted her wedding dress and, under Ding Xiang’s guidance, gracefully crossed over.
Zhao Minghua hurriedly stepped forward to support her, while the bridal attendant handed one end of the red silk to Chun Nuan.
"The bride and groom shall bow to the heavens and the earth."
The Zhao family hall was surrounded by a crowd of people.
Everyone was beaming with joy.
Some were inquiring about which family’s lady the bride belonged to.
Upon hearing the surname Xiao, a clueless one asked, "Is it Miss Xiao Chunlan from the prestigious Xiao Family?"
Xiao Chunlan’s name had long been absent from public sight for many years, and being suddenly mentioned, Chun Nuan found it somewhat unfamiliar.
"Not the eldest daughter of the prestigious Xiao Family, it’s the second granddaughter of Doctor Xiao."
"I heard Doctor Xiao’s eldest granddaughter married General Huaiyuan."
"Oh, then the Zhao family has certainly climbed up."
People are like that, unable to bear others’ happiness, some speak such unbearable words.
Even if one has climbed up, it should not be spoken aloud, saying it makes everyone awkward.
The Zhao Family heard but did not intervene, one can’t expect ivory from a dog’s mouth!
"Newlyweds, bow to the heavens and the earth."
"Second bow to the high elders"
"Husband and wife bow to each other"
"Send to the bridal chamber." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
As they were sent to the bridal chamber, there were numerous female relatives surrounding, all eager to see the bride.
"Cousin, quickly lift the veil so we can see our sister-in-law."
Miss Zhong was the daughter of Mrs. Zhao’s third sister, Mrs. Zhou. Since childhood, she liked Zhao Minghua and was still dreaming, when suddenly she heard that her third cousin was betrothed. Being betrothed to the lady of a wealthy family was acceptable, but to someone of a fallen family.
Generally, after betrothal, marriage occurs within a year, but because the bride was in a mourning period, they waited three years before marrying.
Miss Zhong was unwilling, eager to know what exceptional qualities this woman possessed to make her carefree third cousin agree to wait so long to marry.
"Please let the groom use a scale to lift the veil, may it be just right, and all things joyful."
Zhao Minghua, taking the bride’s attendant’s hand, took a deep breath, then carefully lifted the veil.
With the red veil lifted, Chun Nuan felt her head lightened, and the room became much brighter.
She slowly raised her head to look at Zhao Minghua.
Their eyes met, and everything was understood without words.
"Wow, the bride is so beautiful."
"Indeed, she is the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen."
"Girls from the Capital are truly exquisite."
The bridal chamber was abuzz with praise.
"So what if she’s from the Capital, isn’t she still the descendant of criminals?"
Miss Zhong’s voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to fill the entire bridal chamber.
The room fell into an awkward atmosphere.
"Miss Zhong has had too much to drink, someone, please take her to the guest room to rest."
Zhao Minghua would not allow anyone to speak poorly of his bride, and he promptly ordered her to be removed.
If it weren’t for his aunt, he would have said to throw her out.
Indeed, not throwing Miss Zhong out of the Zhao family was his greatest restraint.
"Cousin? I haven’t had any drinks, clearly..."
Miss Zhong was startled, as they hadn’t even started the banquet, how could she be drunk?
With a coquettish "cousin," everyone’s gaze in the bridal chamber changed towards her.
They had seen shameless behavior before, but never in someone else’s bridal chamber causing a scene.
Hadn’t Zhao Minghua already shown he was protecting his new wife?
Yet she still had the gall to say something?
"You haven’t even drunk, yet you utter so much, if you had, it would be unthinkable," Zhao Minghua said, "Take Miss Zhong down to Mrs. Zhong, to be better cared for."
He withheld from saying anything more embarrassing.
Miss Zhong was dragged out of the bridal chamber by two servants.
Instantly, the air in the room livened up.
At this time, a servant brought dumplings, and the bridal attendant offered them to the bride.
"Let me feed you."
Zhao Minghua took the bowl and said, "It’s a bit hot, be careful."
Everyone sighed: who could have thought, the third young master of the Zhao family, upon marrying a wife, would change into someone so considerate.
Isn’t a woman marrying just for someone to care for her?
"Bride, is the dumpling raw or cooked?"
"Raw."
Chun Nuan was already hungry and eager to eat, but upon taking a bite, the dumpling was raw.
"The bride says it’s raw"
"Haha, next year have a big fat son."
"Have two children in three years"
"May you have many descendants"
Those who could speak well added more words, making the entire bridal chamber lively.
"Alright, esteemed guests, light refreshments are prepared outside, please proceed to dine."
