Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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The wedding day was chosen in early autumn, and there was less than a month of preparation time left. Yan Qing thought she would be too busy, but her husband didn’t need her to do anything. Her only job was to click through various lists and albums.
As big as the venue, as small as necklaces and earrings, she had to choose the one she liked the most from the dazzling options.
Yan Qing had done an excellent job, and it was the first time that she had truly experienced her husband’s inhumanity. In contrast, all the things he bought for her before suddenly became “simple and good at housekeeping”. It was such a waste of money… She poked her finger, and a string of zeros disappeared.
The heart was bleeding.
She talked to Mr. Huo several times in a serious or coquettish manner. Mr. Huo either pressed her directly to kiss her face or pinched her face, and answered the same answer with a smile, “It’s not expensive.”
In his eyes, everything for her, no matter how much was too little, no matter how good it was, it was not enough.
Seeing the pure happiness on his face, Yan Qing gradually relaxed, and stopped pestering him to argue about it. Her husband must pamper her, and he could do whatever he wanted. If she had the time to struggle, so she might as well cling to her husband more. Well, he was so busy that he wished he could do everything for the wedding himself. It would be nice if she could help him a little.
Ten days before the wedding, Huo Yunshen withdrew from his body and went to re-decorate the wedding room at Xingyun.
He and Qingqing didn’t want others to intervene. The people below obeyed orders and left after delivering the large and small bags of supplies. He didn’t want Qingqing to come and work hard, and planned to prepare alone.
Huo Yunshen changed into sportswear that was easy to move around, rolled up his sleeves and started working on the big project. He didn’t notice that the door behind him was unlocked by fingerprints. Someone came in and took off her shoes. A paper hat made from posters was placed on his head.
“Be careful, don’t get my husband’s hair dirty.”
Huo Yunshen turned around, Yan Qing had already put on the same one, and looked up at him with a smile.
The last time she was in Nebula, she was still in the period when her memory was confused. Those days were painful and tragic, and now she was standing here again, with love in her heart and eyes.
Huo Yunshen’s chest was so sweet that he bent down and asked, “Why are you here?”
“Mrs. Huo keeps track of Mr. Huo’s whereabouts,” Yan Qing’s eyes sparkled, “Don’t you want me to accompany you?”
“Yes,” Huo Yunshen grabbed hold of her hand, “Think about it anytime, anywhere, but—”
He smiled lowly: “Once you appear here, I can’t care about other things at all.”
All he thought about were bad things.
Now that Yan Qing’s spirit was a little sharper, she could understand, and the roots of her ears couldn’t help but feel faintly hot.
She understood Mr. Huo’s meaning very well. There were charming shadows everywhere in this house. She had not been here a few times, but she fought with him every time. Especially during the period when he had locked her up, he went crazy and had no restraint, hugging her everywhere, looking around now, she could easily recall the scene at that time.
Now, with the anticipation of the wedding, it seemed that even the air was heating up.
Yan Qing blushed and covered his eyes: “Then you are not allowed to look at me anymore. Do business first, and wait until the wedding day—”
“How about the wedding day?”
Raising his eyebrows, he answered calmly with one sentence: “You can do whatever you want.”
Anyway, there was no need to honor it for the time being, so let’s say the harsh words first.
The wedding process was arranged completely according to the wishes of the young couple. There were no rules to abide by, and they were completely free-wheeling. When Yan Qing chose the dress, she loved both the Chinese-style red Cheongsam[1] and the Western-style trailing wedding dress[2]. Yan Qing gave it to Huo Yunshen to choose. Mr. Huo decisively decided: “Wear everything.”
When he came to marry early in the morning, let’s wear Chinese style.
Then in the morning wedding ceremony, wear western style.
Waiting for the banquet in the evening, there were several sets of well-matched dresses waiting for her to change as much as she liked.
According to tradition, the bride spent the night before the wedding at her natal home, dressed up early in the morning, and waited for the groom to pick her up in the girl’s bedroom.
Yan Qing had long since lost her mother’s family.
The only person in the entire Yun family who loved her, her mother died young, and her father died on the plane in exchange for benefits, not to mention the others.
Yan Qing didn’t care at all, and she never felt sad about it. She hooked Huo Yunshen’s fingers knowingly and asked: “What should I do if I don’t have a natal family?”
Huo Yunshen hugged her into his arms: “It’s enough for Qingqing to have me.”
Whether it was a good husband’s family, she didn’t need it. No matter before or in the future, she and him only had each other and had nothing to do with others.
Huo Yunshen left the Huo Zhai villa to Yan Qing, and took people to the old house in Jiangbei himself.
He would set off from here early in the morning to pick up his bride.
At six o’clock in the morning of the wedding, Yan Qing sat in front of the mirror and put on a gold and jade pendant headdress, half covering her cheeks with makeup. As a bridesmaid, Xu Mohan was so excited that she couldn’t sit still, frantically swiping her phone while reporting to the bride.
“Don’t the netizens sleep? To wait for the affectionate couple’s wedding to wake up at four o’clock in the morning to read the topic?”
“Honey, your husband hasn’t come to pick up his wife yet, and the hot search has already gone up!”
“They are so naive, they don’t know what kind of temper Huo Yunshen has? Maybe he just shows the little bride he finally married? Allowing semi-disclosure, and accepting the entry of several mainstream media is already a kindness.”
“Hahaha…, ‘Did the affectionate couple get divorced today’ and finally changed their name—”
Yan Qing hurriedly removed the tassel on her forehead and asked, “What did they change to?
Xu Mohan patted the thigh: “Changed to” Is the affectionate couple having a baby today!”
Yan Qing laughed, her red lips curled up, and the end of Lili’s eyes drew a soft arc, Xu Mohan’s heartbeat accelerated when she saw it: “Damn it, Qingbao really is too beautiful today, Mr. Huo will go crazy.”
There were still a lot of people in the room, Yan Qing was a little embarrassed, and asked softly, “What else did the netizens say?”
Xu Mohan continued to flip through her phone: “Ah, many people wonder why you didn’t choose to do it abroad like other actresses. The Huo family is here, so I don’t want to pick whichever one.”
Yan Qing said with a smile, “Because I wanted it to be in Haicheng.”
Huo Yunshen first picked out seven or eight options for the wedding location, and the style was suitable and niche in the world. The island castle was screened, and when it was delivered to Yan Qing, she asked, “Shenshen, can we do it in Haicheng?”
They could go to the island castle anytime.
But there was only one wedding, and no matter how beautiful the outside was, it was not as good as this city that carried his and her deep past.
Huo Yunshen kissed her forehead deeply: “Okay, Qingqing has the final say, we will hold the wedding in Haicheng.”
The location was decided like this, she didn’t want to go anywhere, she just wanted to stay in the place where she and Huo Yunshen grew up together.
Xu Mohan still wanted to talk, but Ouyang hurriedly rushed in with her skirt in her hands: “They are almost here! Close the door! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, we must ask Mr. Huo for a big red envelope—” Everyone here was busy helping Yan Qing from the dressing table to bed, spread out the skirt for her, put on the veil, and waiting for the groom to lift it off.
They hurriedly took off one of Yan Qing’s shoes and prepared to hide it. According to the usual custom in the past, let the groom look for it, and only when he finds it can he take the bride away.
Who knew that the bride herself would not cooperate at all.
Even with her head covered, she was still quick-sighted, snatched the shoes back and held them with bright hands, and said with a smile: “Don’t close the door, the bigger the better, I’ll give you the red envelope.”
Ouyang shouted: “What’s the point—”
Yan Qing’s eyes were bent into moons.
Because she would not allow any further obstacles in her Shenshen’s way to her.
He had no ups and downs, no thorns, and every minute and every second he came to her was smooth.
The shouts of everyone had not yet fallen, but the sound of hurried footsteps on the first floor had already come.
Yan Qing thought she wouldn’t be too nervous, but when this moment came, her heartbeat increased uncontrollably, her breath lingered under the satin veil, her cheeks were burning hot.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and there were many people following behind, but she still easily distinguished the front voice.
Her Mr. Huo.
He came…
Five steps, three steps…
A few seconds faster than she counted, the man’s aura involuntarily invaded her, and the veil that blocked her view was lifted immediately. Before she could see Huo Yunshen’s expression clearly, he had already held her face and kissed her lips directly.
The whole room was screaming, many cameras were filming, Yan Qing’s headgear rattled, she couldn’t feel anything, only his hot breath.
“Wife, I’m here to pick you up.”
Yan Qing looked up at him, smiled and handed the shoe into his hand: “No need to look for it, marry me away quickly.”
Huo Yunshen hugged Yan Qing, and the pearls and emeralds on her body came out. There was a crisp jingle, and the bright red skirt flowed over his sleeves.
But he forgot to leave for a moment, and fixedly looked at the bride in his arms.
Yan Qing wrapped her arms around his neck and asked in a low voice, “Shenshen, what’s the matter.”
Huo Yunshen lowered his eyelashes, touched her forehead, sighed and said hoarsely, “You’re so beautiful.”
A few photos of him picking up the bride were posted. When several media saw Huo Yunshen, they rushed to seize the heat and updated the video frequency one after another. Netizens who got up early in the morning finally did not wait in vain, and frantically beat their blood at the movie-like picture.
The weather was excellent that day, which was very suitable for an outdoor wedding in the morning.
Yan Qing was taken to the wedding room, and the young couple had to go to the wedding venue to prepare immediately. It took a lot of time just to change from Chinese makeup to Western makeup.
The dressing room was on the first floor, with large floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing them to see the outdoor venue. In order to prevent the bride from being exposed in advance, the curtains were covered, only a wide gap was exposed.
From the gap, Yan Qing could just see her husband in a suit standing on the lawn, his figure reflected in the light.
Even though they were far away, and there was a glass barrier in the middle, Huo Yunshen seemed to have sensed something, and turned around to look at her neither sooner nor later.
Yan Qing’s heart trembled violently, as if being wrapped and held up by the most gentle hands.
He could always find her, recognize her.
No matter where she was.
Huo Yunshen walked straight into the dressing room, and the stylists didn’t dare to show their anger.
Yan Qing tilted her head and smiled. Her husband was still so vicious in the eyes of others. She picked up the veil and said softly, “Shenshen, I’m fine, and this is the only thing I haven’t worn.”
It was not the heavy ink and heavy color of the ten miles of red makeup in the morning, but now she looked bright and clear, like pure and rippling water.
Huo Yunshen raised his hand, and the people in the dressing room left. He stepped forward, took the gauze as light as a cloud, put it on Yan Qing’s head with his own hands, bent down to support her shoulder, and kissed her cheek lightly.
The deep voice ground in her ears: “Qingqing, you are going to marry Huo Yunshen soon. No matter how the world changes in the future, you will belong to him for the rest of your life. Are you willing?”
“No.” The hands on the shoulders suddenly tightened.
Yan Qing turned her head, wrapped her thin arms around him, her eyelashes were suddenly wet, and said solemnly: “Life is too short, I still want the next life.”
She didn’t know how much this sentence shocked Huo Yunshen.
All his seething emotions went home.
There were so many extreme, strong loves that must be restrained and could not be expressed freely, because she had given the greatest acceptance and tolerance to him with the word “afterlife”.
After the wedding was over, Huo Yunshen had no time to take care of the scene, and left everything to Min Jing to take care of. He took the bride who had been tossing around since late at night back to the wedding room in Xingyunjian.
After entering the door, Yan Qing was pressed against the wall and kissed deeply, and she poked him unsteadily: “Mr. Huo, you really asked me to come back to rest?”
His voice was hoarse: “The dinner doesn’t start until eight o’clock, there is still an entire afternoon, and you promise me to do whatever I want.”
“This kind of thing…” She couldn’t help but raise her head and pant slightly as the side of her neck was attacked, “You remember best.”
She couldn’t resist, and didn’t want to resist.
She willingly sunk into confusion for him.
In this house, there were no more tears, only inexhaustible love.
Yan Qing hugged the back of Huo Yunshen’s neck, and touched his earlobe with her lips: “Mr. Huo, please enjoy yourself…”
After all, Mr. Huo didn’t enjoy himself, he cared about his wife’s body, and had to deal with the banquet at night.
During the whole dinner, the bride and groom had to show up for at most two hours, but there were more than a dozen dresses hanging in Yan Qing’s dressing room, and a row of girls lined up to change her look.
Yan Qing was a little bit sore in her back that she couldn’t talk about. At the beginning, she was full of energy and didn’t feel it, but it became more and more obvious in the middle of it, and she was lazily standing still.
When the fourth set came out, she just wanted to take the opportunity to rub it when she was picked up by someone.
“Shen Shen—”
Huo Yunshen frowned and looked at her: “Is it uncomfortable? Let’s go home.”
Yan Qing hurriedly looked outside: “It’s not over yet.”
“It can end at any time,” he said, “What’s left, someone will take care of the finishing touches, and my wife can rest now.”
Listening to his words, Yan Qing felt relaxed, hooked his neck, and shook her legs leisurely: “Then you put me down, there are too many people and it’s easy to be caught.”
“See what’s wrong? Isn’t it good?”
Yan Qing suppressed a smile: “Okay—but I should walk by myself.”
Huo Yunshen raised his eyebrows: “No, your husband should do the hard work of walking.”
Yan Qing looked like suffering: “The road is not allowed to go, so what else can I do—”
Under the night, Huo Yunshen raised the corners of his lips, lowered his head and kissed her flushed face, and said leisurely.
“You don’t need to do anything, Mrs. Huo is only responsible for being cute.”
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