Song Feiwan married Xiao Yu again, keeping her own name and surname. However, Xiao Yu arranged for her to have an identity completely unrelated to Song Taipeng and others.
The last time she got married, everything was rushed, and she had no sense of being a wife; her mind was filled with weighing pros and cons. This time, starting from the night before, she was restless and unable to sleep, filled with anticipation.
According to custom, the couple could not meet before the wedding, so she moved to another residence. With Xiao Yu not by her side, she felt both excited and anxious.
The entire wedding ceremony was planned together by her and Xiao Yu. They took their preparations seriously, carefully considering everything from the wedding attire to the guests. Although it was tedious, because it was a marriage with the person they loved, neither of them felt impatient; instead, they were immersed in happiness and satisfaction.
With ten bridesmaids and the sound of drums and gongs, this grand wedding ceremony attracted the attention of everyone in the capital and was a great success.
People discussed everything about the ceremony. Some expressed confusion: “Wasn’t His Highness the Crown Prince deeply in love with his previous princess? When the former princess encountered danger, he searched tirelessly for half a month. How is it that less than a year later, he is marrying again?”
Others felt sorrowful: “I’ve read the stories about His Highness and the princess dozens of times! He knew them by heart! Yet he remarried so quickly; alas, how fickle human hearts can be!”
Some spoke meaningfully: “I heard this new princess is also named Song Feiwan and looks remarkably like the former princess!”
And there were those who were simply there for entertainment: “Look! So exciting! Congratulations!”
Song Feiwan's heart was entirely focused on Xiao Yu, and she did not care how others viewed her.
After the ceremony ended, she was sent into the bridal chamber. Sitting on the bed with a red veil covering her face, she recalled how Xiao Yu almost fumbled during their vows today and couldn’t help but chuckle softly, her heart brimming with sweetness.
She couldn’t help but reflect on how when she first entered this story, she never imagined that one day she would have so many entanglements with the fearsome villain—coming to know him, love him, and now becoming his closest partner in life.
His sincerity, obsession, and care were all things she cherished. In this lifetime, she had completely fallen for him.
Not long after, the door creaked open with a gentle push, and a steady pair of footsteps approached slowly.
Her red veil was translucent, allowing a faint glimpse of the man's tall and upright figure. He remained silent, and she too chose not to speak, simply curling her lips into a smile as her beautiful eyes curved like a crescent moon.
Xiao Yu solemnly and earnestly lifted her red veil. One stood while the other sat, both deeply gazing into each other's eyes, where they found astonishment, joy, and deep affection reflected back at them.
As the groom, Xiao Yu wore a bright red wedding attire that accentuated his already outstanding presence, making him appear almost radiant. His demeanor exuded an extraordinary nobility, radiating joy from within.
Looking at him like this, she thought with immense pride that he was her husband. Unlike ordinary brides who might feel shy, she had no such hesitation; her gaze was bold as she took in his features.
This sight struck Xiao Yu Feng's heart like a tremor. Song Fei Wan was simply too beautiful; whether it was her sparkling eyes or her flushed cheeks, everything about her captivated him, filling his heart with an overwhelming affection that words could hardly express.
He swallowed hard, his eyes darkening slightly as he finally understood why the wedding night was considered one of life's three great joys.
After a moment of mutual gaze, it was unclear who started first, but soon they both burst into laughter together.
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