On the day of An's wedding procession and hairpinning ceremony, the welcoming party from the Xie family had already arrived in Hangzhou. Since Pingyang was still over ten days' journey from Hangzhou, they first set out on March 16th and then took a combination of water and land routes before formally holding the grand ceremony on March 28th.

  On the day of her marriage, before dawn broke, Qin Miao was pulled up by a group of maids and servants to bathe and dress. She was born short, wearing the phoenix crown sent by the Xie family, and no matter how you looked at it, it felt strange. But the servants all said that the phoenix crown was extremely luxurious and perfectly matched her temperament.

  The Qin family had been waiting in Qin Miao's small courtyard since early morning. The old lady was still hurting from the hairpinning ceremony yesterday, and today she had to watch her grown-up granddaughter get married far away, the feeling in her heart was really unbearable. Mr. Qin also looked melancholic, his wife had passed away early, leaving behind this precious daughter, now the precious daughter also had to get married, Mr. Qin's eyes were all red.

  It was Qin Miao's elder brother and sister-in-law who were smiling. Cui Feng's child had just turned one month old, plump and white, especially well-behaved. The little nephew hid in the warm swaddling clothes, making sounds and playing with his eyes against his mother, happily drooling all over his mouth.

  "Today is a good day for Auntie, and Baby is happy too." Qin Yu gently wiped his son's mouth with a soft cloth.

  Bao Ge'er seemed to have understood his father's words, and he waved his small fat hands vigorously in the direction of Qin Miao's bedroom, muttering to himself, which made the old lady and the master laugh.

  "It's time, the bride is getting up!" The sky was already bright, and the distant stars had all hidden their light, making way for the red sun. The matchmaker shouted loudly, echoing through the small courtyard.

  Qin Yu carried Qin Miao out of the bedroom. The small body clinging to his back reminded him of when he and Qin Lang used to climb trees with An Nuan to dig up bird nests. He and Qin Lang were older than An Nuan, and being boys, they could easily climb three steps at a time. An Nuan could only support her round face, looking up at them with pleading eyes, her small arms and legs showing her distress, an image that Qin Yu still remembered. Now that the little short legs would also be running around, without An Nuan at home, it should be very quiet.

  The maids scattered flowers to see him off, the long flower path following Qin Yu's footsteps all the way to the gate. Xie Yan had been waiting at the door for a long time.

  Jujube red horse tied with red silk, the man on the horse wore a big red wedding dress, the warm light of dawn sprinkled on his golden inlaid jade crown, and a faint halo was drawn.

  Xie Yan was a man with a very cold face, and people who knew him were aware of this. At this moment, he had dismounted his horse and stood in front of the bridal sedan chair, focusing intently on Qin Miao as she got down from her brother's back, carefully stepping down the stone steps with the help of the wedding maid. The early spring clothes were quite thick, and the bright red wedding dress completely wrapped up the bride, not revealing a single thread, except for the waist under the layers of clothing, which was still slender, warming Xie Yan's cold eyebrows slightly.

  But the red veil on Qin's head seemed a bit too big to Xie Xuan, otherwise, even if the gentle breeze lifted the corner of the veil, he couldn't see any part of the bride. This made his curiosity grow thicker. Although he wasn't a lustful person, he had long heard that Miss Qin was beautiful and elegant, an unparalleled beauty. If it were true what the ancestors said, even if he didn't like her himself, just looking at her would be comfortable.

  "The auspicious hour has arrived, let's lift the wedding sedan!"

  The sound of the midwife's shouting came to Qin Miao's ears, and her nose suddenly felt sour. Entering the bridal sedan chair meant that she would bid farewell to her relatives and leave this home where she had lived for fifteen years. Holding the jade scepter tightly in her hand, she seemed to still hear the whispers of her little nephew in her ear.

  Bang! She still shed tears in a rather uncompetitive manner, with tears dripping onto the handkerchief and also onto the red silk handed over by the groom. However, Xie Yan did not notice Qin Miao's abnormality under the wedding veil.

  A red silk thread with two ends tied, tied to this life and the previous fate. Xie Yan held one end of the red thread, slowly leading Qin Miao to the wedding sedan chair.

  The Qin family stood at the gate, looking at Qin Miao. The old ancestor had long been crying and could hardly stand up with the support of the maid. The other maids and servants also wiped away tears with red eyes. These servants were either watching Qin Miao grow up or playing with her when she was young, such a deep affection is indeed rare.

  Xie Xuan was unfamiliar with such sentiment, and hastily glanced over, bowing from a distance to the ancestors and elders, before turning around and mounting his horse.

  The red horse let out a loud whinny, raising its head with the red silk cloth, accompanied by the joyful cry of "the auspicious hour has arrived, the wedding sedan chair is rising!" The grand and majestic wedding procession began to move forward, until it disappeared into the distance. Only the lingering sound of gongs and drums filled the sky, making the Qin family feel that the emptiness before them was not entirely illusory.

  About half a time later, the wedding sedan stopped at Fuliang Ferry in Hangzhou. Here, the welcoming team of the Xie family would board the ship again and take the waterway. After all, it was the first-class military Marquis's mansion that married the hostess, so on this day, there were ten ships from the Xie family at Fuliang Ferry, from head to tail.

  Qin Miao held the jade scepter, supported by Xi Po and Ya Tou, walked out of the wedding sedan. Perhaps she had been sitting for a while, her legs were numb, and when she got off the sedan, she was unstable and fell to one side. Xie Yan happened to be dismounting on the side of the wedding sedan, quickly reached out to support Qin Miao.

  A soft and delicate lump fell into his arms, leaning against him at an angle. He had no idea that there was a woman who could be so small, as if she could be wrapped tightly in just half of his arm. The red wedding veil separated them, and in the chaos, he caught a glimpse of the woman's white and delicate chin before it was quickly covered up by thousands of wedding etiquette rules.

  "Thank you, Master Xie. Before the wedding ceremony, the bride and groom must not see each other, or it will be unlucky." The matchmaker said, taking Qin Miao from Xie Xie's hands with Zi Xuan, and waiting quietly to one side.

  Xie Xun remained silent, merely adjusting his wedding robes and standing aside, no longer looking at them.

  Before long, Po Feng returned to report and asked the young master and his wife to board the boat to rest. Xie Yan listened and nodded slightly, calmly handing over one end of the red silk handkerchief to Xi Po. Xi Po was taken aback at first, then smiled and immediately handed the red silk handkerchief to Qin Miao. The two of them boarded the boat one after the other, with Qin Miao staying in a guest room on the second floor, and all matters were handled by the servants, while Xie Yan stayed downstairs. This way, they avoided meeting each other before marriage.

  Xie's family gave a betrothal gift of 88 boxes, which was enough to give the Qin family face according to the rules of the Hou Mansion. The Qin family naturally did not want to humiliate Qin Miao, so this time they prepared a dowry of 90 boxes, two more than the betrothal gift. It took half a day just to load the dowry onto the boats, and it wasn't until after noon that the wedding procession finally set off from Fuliang Ferry.

  "Sister Zi Xuan, my neck hurts."

  "Hey, why is this garment so troublesome? Which store did Xie's family ask to make it..."

  "Auntie... lunch is so little, I'm hungry..."

  Qin Miao rushed to the guest room upstairs and began to be naughty, shouting at Zi Xuan that she wanted to change her clothes. There were still more than ten days left, and Qin Miao thought it was not very pleasant to wear that thick wedding dress all the time.

  "Miss, please bear with it for a moment. I'll help you take off these soon and change into something comfortable." Zi Xuan was still busy instructing the maids to tidy up, but seeing Qin Miao standing in front of her like a big rice ball, she had no choice but to comfort her properly.

  Zi Xuan was undoing her hair ornaments while saying, "This dress looks good, but no matter how you look at it, it's cumbersome. If I had known earlier, we might as well have made our own with Qingfeng Pu."

  "Yes, yes, I originally proposed this to my grandmother. But she said that these are the rules, and the wedding dress should be prepared by the groom's side. Yet in the end, it was still worn on me, making me suffer..."

  Zi Xuan quickly covered her mouth, signaling her to keep her voice down: "Be careful, beware of trouble coming from your mouth. If the Xie family hears about it, they will probably be unhappy. Our ancestors said that once we leave the Qin family gate, we must follow the rules. Be careful, it's always better to be safe than sorry."