Forty-one big pre-marriage

  Before dawn, Bai Xinzhen was pulled out of bed by a blood shadow. Looking at the unfamiliar maid who appeared in the house, she naturally knew why the other party had come. Wasn't it to help her dress up?

  The thought of marrying that man today made her heart complicated.

  It has been several days since he left in a huff that day, and she hasn't seen him again.

  She also thought about whether he would cancel the wedding because of anger...

  From bathing to dressing, hairdressing and makeup, Bai Xin experienced the joy of being served for the first time.

  Although today is her wedding day, not a single relative or friend has shown up, and none of the elders from the White House have appeared. Except for these few maidservants, the atmosphere inside and outside seems somewhat desolate.

  From the start of her makeup, she had been distracted, with a messy mind, all influenced by this irreversible marriage.

  "Now that the newcomer is ready, please ask a few people to leave first. Our princess doesn't like having people waiting around her." The cold voice of Blood Shadow came from behind at some point.

  Several maids and servants of the White Manor had already heard about Blood Shadow's killing spree in the manor, and were trembling with fear as they tidied up after Bai Xueyan. Upon hearing Blood Shadow's words, they felt like they had been pardoned from a death sentence, and quickly exited the room with their heads down, leaving only the master and servant in the room.

  Bai Xin saw that everyone had left and let out a quiet sigh.

  Looking at the magnificent wedding dress on her body, touching the exquisite and elegant phoenix crown on her head, she turned to look at Blood Shadow with a expressionless face: "Blood Shadow, do you think I can escape if I run away from this marriage?"

  After all, she still doesn't want to get married.

  What was on that man's mind towards her, she didn't know, all she knew was that she had married a loss.

  No decent dating experience is one thing, but not even hearing a single "I like you" from the other party, and yet she's expected to marry him, manage household chores for him, and bear children for him - how can this be fair?!

  Although many women in this era do not know what their partner looks like before marriage, she at least knows other people's appearance. However, after all, she is not a person of this era, and she cannot imagine the scene of sleeping with a half-stranger and half-familiar person together.

  And besides, he has many other women, and if she marries him, it would be a bit too humiliating...

  A woman who has been clean and innocent for two lifetimes is about to be pushed down by a pig, damn it, no matter how I think about it, it's suffocating.

  She can ask the other party not to be a virgin, but when marrying her, she must be clean and white. This son of a bitch has his feet on N boats... As soon as she thinks that pig head has been used by N women, it's like there is a huge thorn stuck in her heart, making her grit her teeth in discomfort.

  Just as Bai Xin's thoughts were wandering, a sudden gust of wind came from behind her. She suddenly opened her eyes, but unfortunately, it was already too late. In the moment when she had no defense at all, there was a sharp pain on the lower part of her neck, and her vision went black instantly, losing consciousness.

  ……

  When the auspicious moment arrived, Madame Bai, Zhang's wife, accompanied by a matron of honour, came to escort the bride into the sedan chair.

  Two people entered the room and saw that the bride had already tidied up, covered her face with a red veil, and was holding auspicious objects in her hands. Several maidservants were guarding the door, looking like they had been waiting for a long time.

  Knowing that the bride in front of her was a bit special, the cheerful matchmaker didn't say anything at this time, but just exchanged a glance with Zhang Shi, nodded, and the two went forward to support the bride wearing a big red wedding dress out of the door.

  Several maidservants followed closely behind and left the courtyard where Bai Xinzhu lived.

  The bride was just as others had imagined, although her face couldn't be seen, her movements were stiff and she accidentally stepped on the matchmaker's feet several times.

  As she watched him leave the yard, Zhang suddenly thought of something and turned to ask a maid: "Have you seen that person called Xue Ying?" It was strange, as Xue Ying usually stuck close to this abandoned girl, but now he was nowhere to be found.

  The maid who was asked bowed to her and replied, "In response to the mistress's words, that girl named Xue Ying said she would return to the Cheng Wang Fu first and wouldn't follow the bride out of the house."

  Upon hearing this, Zhang's wife fell silent, feeling that it was reasonable. As a representative of the groom's family, she naturally couldn't leave with the bride, which would be against etiquette.

  Having dispelled her doubts, she and Xi Po supported Bai Xinzhuang as they led the servant girls towards the main courtyard of the White Manor.

  The magnificent gate of the White Mansion, two large red flower palanquins had already been parked. The two teams that came to welcome the bride were magnificent, with gongs and drums sounding loudly, firecrackers crackling, and surrounded by onlookers, the entrance of the White Mansion was extraordinarily lively, crowded to the point of being impassable.

  In the capital, two of the most famous men are getting married at the same time to sisters from the same family. Who wouldn't want to see this commotion? Moreover, today's grooms include one who is deeply favored by the emperor and holds a high position, the Prince of Cheng, and another who is notorious for his lack of virtue and scandalous behavior, the second son of the He family. The difference in their reputations alone is enough to attract the attention and gossip of the common people...

  Before long, two brides wearing bright red wedding dresses with their faces covered by red veils appeared one after another, supported by the matchmaker.

  Under the sound of gongs and drums, two wedding sedan chairs went in opposite directions, east and west.

  ……

  Ministry of War

  Today He's home is bustling with excitement, relatives and friends are all seated, a joyful and festive atmosphere.

  Today's protagonist, He Ming, is not bad-looking either. With his high nose and thick eyebrows, he looks handsome and elegant, enough to make women fall for him. As for his temperament, having been dressed in finery and fed delicacies since childhood, he naturally has a refined and noble air about him. However, there's a strong whiff of pampered arrogance about him, especially around the eyes, where a hint of evil intent always seems to lurk, making it hard to associate him with the word "upright".

  But today's He Ming, with a joyful smile on his face and a spring breeze in his expression, entrusted today's great joy to change the image of being romantic and unrestrained, and also became a bit more serious.

  As for this marriage, he was the most excited. In the capital city, who didn't know about the talent and beauty of Bai's family's daughter? She was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He had been thinking about marrying Miss Bai for several years, and now he could finally marry her. Whether it was the prestige of the Shangshu Mansion or his own face, Ge Hong had gained enough.

  The auspicious moment for the wedding ceremony had arrived, but the bridal sedan chair was nowhere to be seen. The guests in the hall didn't think it was strange, but He Ming's father, He Zhengzhou, felt that something was amiss and had sent someone to ask at the gate several times, only to be told that the bridal sedan chair hadn't arrived yet.

  "Dad, don't worry, there are still two quarters of an hour before the auspicious time, we can make it." As today's protagonist, He Ming seemed calm and composed. After all, this marriage was not a child's play, and he didn't believe that the White House would go back on their word and not send over the bride. Anyway, this marriage had already been settled, he just needed to wait for a little while longer, and after the ceremony, he could properly consummate his marriage with his new wife.

  It's not true to say that He Zhengzhou is not anxious. After all, the White family agreed to this marriage too suddenly, and the wedding was a bit hasty, so he really had some worries that the White House would regret not marrying their daughter over. Today, the guests are full, even the Crown Prince came to the house to prepare for the ceremony, if something went wrong, the face of the Shangshu Mansion would be lost.

  The father and son were just talking when they saw the old steward of the mansion rushing over, looking flustered, and whispering a few words into He Zhengzhou's ear. Suddenly, He Zhengzhou's face showed shock.

  "What?!"

  "Dad, what's wrong?" He Ming asked curiously, seeing his father's unusual expression.

  With guests present, He Zhengzhou glanced around and ordered the old steward in a cold and low voice: "Don't you hurry to send someone to find her? Go quickly!"

  The old steward hastily ran away.

  He Zhengzhou quickly pulled his son to a less crowded place and said in a low, unpleasant tone: "Someone came to report that the wedding sedan chair arrived at Dong Street, but the bride was nowhere to be found!"

  Digression

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