Chapter 615: A Bride as Beautiful as a Painting

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In the mirror, the young girl’s lips were red, her teeth white, her eyes gentle, and her face delicate and flawless. Chu Qingyue, looking at her own reflection, was astounded, “1 can hardly recognize myself, it’s so beautiful!”

Chu Qingyan, proud of her work, boasted, “Hehe, every bride I’ve made up says the same.”

“Beautiful!”

Everyone watching agreed, praising Chu Qingyan’s skills.

Li Qingyu entered with Fan Yuru and Rong Shiyu, “Qingyue, Yuru and Shiyu have come to see you.”

Fan Yuru and Rong Shiyu smiled, “Congratulations to the bride.”

Chu Qingyue was pleasantly surprised, “Please, make yourselves comfortable.”

Fan Yuru and Rong Shiyu handed Chu Qingyue a box each, “This is our gift to you, don’t decline it.”

Chu Qingyue hesitated to accept the boxes, “Your visit alone is enough, you didn’t need to bring anything.”

Fan Yuru insisted, pushing the box into Chu Qingyue’s hands, “Qingyue, please sit, a bride shouldn’t be standing.”

Rong Shiyu also stuffed a box into Chu Qingyue’s hands. “It’s not very valuable. I hope you don’t mind.” n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Whatever you give, I will cherish.”

Then, another person entered; it was the Empress’s maid, also there to deliver a gift, “Congratulations to Miss Qingyue on marrying a good man. 1 wish you happiness and fulfillment.”

“Thank you.”

After giving the gift, the maid left.

Next, Ge Lihua, Shen Ruyue, Yuan Qingqing, Yuan Hongjun, Bao Linjiang, and other high-ranking officials like the Prime Minister, Grand Tutor, and Grand Commandant, whom Chu Qingzhi had saved, sent gifts. The Chu family was overwhelmed with presents.

The Chu family was stunned by the names of these high officials; they could hardly believe it.

Chu Qingyue, seeing the mountain of gifts, was amazed at her younger sister’s networking skills, able to befriend so many high-ranking officials.

Chu Qingzhi was used to such extravagance; in the cultivation world, her banquets would often yield gifts enough to fill a storeroom.

Tang Jinghong also sent a gift, although he was busy with important matters and sent someone to deliver it.

Time slowly passed, and evening arrived.

The setting sun bled into the sky, painting it with a myriad of colors.

Li Qingyu held back her tears, “Qingyue, remember what 1 taught you about being a wife. From now on, you’ll have to make your own way.”

Chu Qingyue’s eyes reddened, nodding, “I remember everything you said, Mother.”

“Your parental home is always your home. If you ever face any difficulties, tell Mother, and I’ll stand up for you.”

Chu Qingyue smiled through her tears and said coquettishly, “Got it, Mother.”

The wedding procession, with lively drums and gongs, arrived at the Chu family’s doorstep.

Ning Yuting, in his wedding attire, riding a tall horse, looked proud and happy.

It had been a long time since such a grand wedding had taken place in the capital. The commoners passing by stopped to watch the ceremony and bask in the joy.

After a series of rituals, Chu Xuhua carried Chu Qingyue out and placed her in the bridal sedan, “Qingyue, your big brother will always be there for you, even after you’re married, you’re still my sister.”

Chu Qingyue smiled, “Big Brother, I’ll strive for happiness.”

“That’s good.”

Ning Yuting remounted his horse, followed by firecrackers and red lanterns, making their way back home amid the festive atmosphere.

Chu Rong, along with his four sons, were part of the escort, while the rest stayed at home.

Li Qingyu watched the departing procession, her tears flowing again.

Her daughters comforted her, “Mother, Second Sister will surely be happy.”

“I know.”

At the Ning Residence.

In the mansion adorned with red silk, guests were gathered like clouds, creating a lively and extraordinary atmosphere.

Jiao Qinqin, standing amidst the crowd, watched as Ning Yuting, with a smile and an air of happiness, led Chu Qingyue into their home. Her heart completely shattered, she turned around and disappeared at the end of the street.

In the main hall.

Ning Yuting’s parents were no longer around, so his grandfather took the place of honor at the high table.

Eiders from the Ning family sat on both sides, with younger family members standing behind, creating a slightly crowded space. Easily, there were over a hundred people, a testament to the size of this great family.

Ning Yuting and Chu Qingyue, each holding one end of a red ribbon, entered the main hall to perform the most important ceremony of their wedding… paying respects to Heaven and Earth.

The master of ceremonies gave the orders, and the couple followed the rituals.

After the couple bowed to each other, they bowed to the elders of the Ning family, and then to the guests. Following this, Chu Qingyue was escorted to the bridal chamber, and the banquet began.

The sky was speckled with stars, and darkness enveloped the surroundings. The mansion was lit with lanterns, looking like stars shimmering in the night.

Amidst the fine wine and exquisite dishes, toasts were made and laughter filled the air.

Ning Yuting went from table to table toasting the guests. Once finished, he hurried to the bridal chamber to see his bride.

In the bridal chamber, the matchmaker, a few female elders of Ning Yuting’s family, and some young cousins kept Chu Qingyue company.

Everyone chatted softly, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

The young cousins, around ten years old, were curious about the bride, their eyes darting around in fascination.

Ning Feifei whispered to her sisters, “Are you curious about what our big cousin’s wife looks like?”

Ning Yunyun nodded eagerly, “Very curious.”

“I’m curious too.” Ning Jiaojiao squatted down, trying to get a glimpse of the bride’s face, but to no avail, “Can’t see.”

Suddenly, Ning Feifei announced, “Big cousin is coming.”

The younger cousins quickly stood aside and greeted in unison, “Big cousin.”

Ning Yuting, eager to see his bride, nodded briefly and then swiftly approached Chu Qingyue.

The matchmaker brought over a tray with a ceremonial cinnabar stick. “Please, young master, lift the bride’s veil.”

Ning Yuting took a deep breath, grasped the stick, lifted a corner of the veil, and then unveiled it.

Under the light, the bride looked stunningly beautiful, like a painting come to life.

Ning Yuting, looking at the gorgeously dressed Chu Qingyue, felt his heart skip a beat. He took her hand, “1 finally married you and brought you home.”

Chu Qingyue blushed and nodded shyly, her head ornaments gently clinking together, producing a pleasant sound.

“Our bride is so beautiful!”

“Yuting is so lucky to marry such a beautiful girl.”

“Yes, yes, Yuting, you must treat your wife well and live a happy life together.”

The elders loudly praised, showing their approval of the bride.

Ning Yuting’s eyes almost never left Chu Qingyue, “Thank you, aunties, I will.”

The matchmaker brought over the wine cups, smiling, “Time for the bridal cup exchange.”

The couple clumsily drank the bridal cup.

As the wine went down, Chu Qingyue’s cheeks reddened even more. To Ning Yuting, she looked as tempting as a ripe apple, almost irresistible.

The matchmaker declared, “The ceremony is complete!” She gestured to everyone, “Let’s leave them and go eat.”

“Alright, let’s eat.” The elders, leading their children, left the bridal chamber.

In the room, only Chu Qingyue and Ning Yuting remained.

In the red candlelight, the atmosphere grew increasingly intimate.

Ning Yuting gently embraced Chu Qingyue, his voice soft as water, “Qingyue, we’re husband and wife now.”

Chu Qingyue smiled with her lips pursed, “Mhm..”