Noble Son-in-Law - Chapter 21.1

Chapter 21.1

Shen Qingqing sat in the sedan chair after saying goodbye to her parents and other family members.

The jolt of the sedan chair led Shen Qingqing’s lingering tears to fall. She grew up under her parents’ love and protection, so she didn’t need to act as a serious Miss of a noble family. But now she had left her home to get married, so…

She was hesitant to leave her parents, older brother, younger brother, and her real home. Shen Qingqing wiped away every tear she shed with a handkerchief. She remembered her grandmother’s words about not embarrassing the Shen family; she couldn’t let the people see her joke.

Finally, the sedan arrived in front of Pingxihou Mansion after going through half of the capital.At that time, Shen Qingqing’s handkerchief was almost soaked with tears.

“Please ask the groom to kick the door of the sedan chair!” The matron exclaimed cheerfully.

Upon hearing those words, Shen Qingqing was terrified and subconsciously clutching the sedan chair.

After a while, she heard someone approaching the sedan.

“Please ask the bride to get off the sedan!”

Shen Qingqing, who was going to lift the sedan window curtain, immediately withdrew her hand.

With the help of the matron, the bride got out of the sedan.

Shen Qingqing wore a huge phoenix crown and a very complex bridal dress.

Matron held Shen Qingqing’s hand in one hand and held the bride’s bright red skirt in the other.

The red hijab moved slightly, allowing Shen Qingqing to see only a small space beneath her feet. When she got out of the sedan, she noticed a pair of black-soled boots next to her.

She knew who those boots belonged to, and she bit her lips with an uneasy feeling in her heart.

Matron tucked a ball of red silk into Shen Qingqing’s hand. As soon as Shen Qingqing touched it, she felt a sudden force from the other end of the red silk.

Shen Qingqing couldn’t help but frown with displeasure. Even the congratulatory sounds around her became as loud as the chirping of cicadas.

The newlyweds completed the wedding rituals and then entered the bridal chamber.

There were no male guests in the bridal chamber, so it was much calmer. Shen Qingqing soon sat on the crimson mattress, which was embroidered with Mandarin ducks playing in the water.

[Tl: Mandarin ducks have great significance in Chinese culture as symbols of love, commitment, passion, and fidelity.]

The female guests were talking softly and waiting to see the bride. Matron arranged everything and handed the golden scale beam to the groom’s official hands with a smile.

Shen Qingqing listened and saw the boots walking towards her, and she took a deep breath.

Li Zhi walked up to the bride and picked up the hijab with a smile.

Although the groom was twenty-six- years -old, his hands were very steady, and he lifted the corner of the hijab calmly.

The hijab pulled aside, revealing the former seventh daughter of the Shen family, now Mrs. Pingxihou. Her long lashes were dropped, covering her watery eyes. A tiny layer of powder was applied to her face, and her rouged cheeks looked as delicate as cherry blossoms in the snow. Her big lips were slightly pursed, indicating the modesty of a bride. Her delicate small hands, slender as bamboo shoots, rested gracefully on her knees, displaying the elegance of a woman.

Li Zhi’s eyes flashed with surprise. ‘Is this really the seventh girl who scolds me every time?’

The female guests behind Li Zhi reacted with astonishment.

At that moment, Shen Qingqing felt shy.

“Invite the bridegroom and bride to drink wedding wine!” As the matron said, a little maid, who was holding two glasses of wine, stepped forward with a smile.

Li Zhi, with a smile, sat next to the bride and took a glass of wine from the tray.

Shen Qingqing also took the other glass of wine.

The red-glazed wine glass had an intoxicating beauty against the bride’s white fingers, so Li Zhi couldn’t help but take a second look.

Under the matron’s guidance, the two finally linked their arms together.

The couple was so close that Li Zhi could count Shen Qingqing’s eyelashes, but Shen Qingqing didn’t even look at Li Zhi until she finished drinking.

‘Indeed, this is the seventh girl. His temperament hasn’t changed at all.’ Li Zhi was relieved.

Following the ceremony, Li Zhi went to the front to accompany the guests, and the female guests departed appropriately.

Shen Qingqing could finally rest.

Yudie and Yuchan arrived in advance yesterday. While helping Shen Qingqing remove her makeup, they informed their master of their findings.

Although her parents had told her some information about Li Zhi’s family, she learnt new things from her maids today.

Have a nice day!