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The wedding venue was booked at the most luxurious and spacious Rose Manor in the capital. This season was the peak of blooming roses, with pink blossoms swaying in the gentle breeze on the lush green lawn, waiting to witness the happiness of the newlyweds.
Yun Zhi Yue wore a pure white off-shoulder gown, devoid of any other color. The fabric was detailed, showcasing luxury in simplicity. A diagonal cut-out at her chest revealed a hint of allure, and her jewelry, also white, complemented her look perfectly. She was stunningly beautiful, though it felt somewhat ominous given the occasion.
Nie Zhui, dressed appropriately for the event, wore a serious expression that revealed no trace of joy. If one stood close enough, they would notice his gaze fixated on only one person throughout.
He struggled to suppress his emotions as he walked over to embrace her.
As warm and touching music filled the air, all eyes were on the beautiful woman in white as she walked towards Nie Zhui, flanked by members of the Feng family. Normally, a bride would be escorted by her father down the aisle, but it seemed no one dared to take on that role in such an occasion; instead, she followed Feng Rujiao like a shadow.
It truly was a walk down the flower path. The green grass was littered with severed rose heads; with every step Feng Rujiao took towards her happiness, vibrant pink petals crumbled beneath her feet.
They had laid down so many petals; one could only hope they weren't stripping the rose garden bare.
The journey went smoothly until Feng Rujiao stood before Nie Zhui, presenting him with her most perfect smile. Under the host's guidance, they awaited Nie Zhui's vows and the exchange of rings followed by their kiss—she anticipated this moment eagerly.
"Do you, groom, in this sacred wedding hall, vow to stand by your bride through thick and thin, in wealth or poverty, in health or sickness?"
Silence lingered for a long moment.
Feng Rujiao's radiant smile began to fade.
The guests below exchanged strange glances; members of the Nie family were practically squirming in their seats.
Nie Langyuan covered his face in despair. "It's over. I told you Brother He was going to marry; there’s definitely something wrong here. What is he trying to pull?"
The host awkwardly looked at Nie Zhui and repeated the question.
"Do you, groom, in this sacred wedding hall, vow to stand by your bride through thick and thin, in wealth or poverty, in health or sickness?"
This time Nie Zhui spoke up—but his answer was a resounding: "I do not."
Gasps erupted from the crowd. The Phoenix Clan members were furious but dared not blame Heavenly Emperor directly; their anger needed an outlet. Thus, Yun Zhi Yue—who had remained silent—became the target of their ire.
"Yun Zhi Yue, how dare you repeatedly destroy our young lady's happiness, you lowly creature! You should have died cleanly from the start."
A mere ant, deserving of death!
Shameless wretch, what have you done?
Most people were in a state of confusion. Why were the Feng Family members speaking so dramatically? The one who refused the marriage was Nie Zhui; why were they all cursing Yun Zhi Yue?
Yun Zhi Yue was subjected to such insults, while Yun Yue Shi Shi Jiu and Nie Xi had long wanted to grab a wine cup and smash it against them, but they were stopped by Yun Zhi Yue.
Ignoring the barking dogs, Yun Zhi Yue only focused on Feng Rujiao.
From the very beginning, you should have known that the happiness you seek has never existed. My misery is nothing compared to what lies behind you with the Phoenix Clan; I am nothing at all.
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