They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 384 Sima Lingchuan Chapter

The sun was shining brightly that day. Sima Lingchuan, dressed in a blue robe, sat in the courtyard, embroidering with a needle in his hand.

Wu Ziyan walked over to him in a few steps, put her hand on his shoulder, and rubbed her chin against his head.

"Ziyan, do you think this lotus flower I embroidered is pretty?"

"Beautiful! Your hands are simply magical. Everything you embroider comes to life, as if it's about to come alive."

"Ziyan, you're just praising me. Actually, my embroidery is not good at all."

"By the way, Lingyu's younger brother, General Chengyi, has already chosen a date and wants the two of us to be the witnesses at his wedding."

“Great! Why don’t you embroider a wedding robe for Lingyu? I think you’re about the same size as him, so why don’t you have one custom-made and give him a surprise?”

"How could I not have thought of that? Then I'll ask the embroidery workshop to reserve a few bolts of fine brocade for me."

"Okay, how about I go with you to choose? Anyway, you've already granted me leave,"

"Ziyan, His Majesty has already figured you out. Don't you have so many official duties to attend to? Don't keep circling around me."

Wu Ziyan pouted, touched his hair, then walked out the door, got into the carriage, and headed to the Sima residence.

Currently, Sima Lingyu is the only master of the Sima residence.

After all that had happened before, they didn't want to have a big wedding.

However, although Cheng Yi seemed honest and simple, he was particularly stubborn during this ceremony.

They insisted on going through the whole elaborate wedding procession, and even said they wanted Sima Lingyu to marry into the Cheng family in a grand and glorious manner.

Sima Lingyu was quite looking forward to her wedding day.

He was pruning flowers in the yard, a happy smile on his face.

The gatekeeper came to report that Prince Jiu'an had come. He had thought his brother would come with him, but to his surprise, only she came.

She welcomed us into the mansion: "Sister, what brings you here?"

“Lingyu, I want to hold a wedding for your brother. Back then, I was young and impetuous and hurt him. So I want to make it up to him.”

"Brother is so lucky to have a wife like my sister."

"General Cheng has been incredibly kind to you, hasn't he? I'd like to book for the same day, is that alright? Lingchuan, you won't mind, will you?"

"How could I mind? I'm overjoyed. But according to the custom, the groom must live at home before the wedding, so he can't stay at Jiu'an Mansion."

"That's right, that's why I came here to talk to you about how you managed to lure Lingchuan back to the Sima residence."

"Oh, I knew it. Sister doesn't come unless she has a reason. I'll go back with you later and then bring my brother back."

"Lingyu, well done. Thank you."

Sima Lingchuan was sunbathing in the courtyard, where there was a swing. He would swing on it occasionally, and he really enjoyed these peaceful days.

A pair of somewhat cold hands covered his eyes, but he knew it wasn't Wu Ziyan.

The hand was so big, it was clearly a man's hand. He smelled a familiar scent on the body, grabbed one hand, and turned around.

"Brother, what brings you to Jiu'an Prefecture? Shouldn't you be preparing for your wedding at home?"

"I was all alone in that huge Sima Mansion, and my mother was always on the border and couldn't come back."

"I'm not doing a proper job preparing for my wedding myself. Shouldn't my brother, as an elder, come back to see me off?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, little brother. That's true. I, as the older brother, didn't think things through, but..."

"Don't worry, I'll talk to my sister. Does the Jiu'an Prefecture really not function properly if my brother is gone for a few days?"

Wu Ziyan, who was walking behind, heard this and said, "You know what I mean, Lingyu, you're absolutely right. This Jiu'an Prefecture really can't function without Lingchuan."

"Ziyan".

“Lingchuan, but Lingyu is our younger brother, we really can’t let him get married all alone.”

"So, sister, you're allowing brother to come back to the manor to keep me company during this time?"

"Yes, Lingchuan, go."

Sima Lingchuan always felt that the two of them seemed to be communicating with their eyes, as if they were hiding something from him.

Sima Lingchuan was led out of the mansion by Sima Lingyu and returned to the long-lost Sima Mansion.

This mansion was originally confiscated during the initial raid on the family, but Wu Ziyan managed to save it.

Returning to the clothes and the room where I used to live, everything here remains unchanged.

So many years have passed, yet it feels like just yesterday.

Red silk ribbons have been hung on the archway, and even his room is decorated with large red "double happiness" characters.

For him, the word "happiness" seems to be a thing of the past, a scar that will still occasionally hurt.

"Lingyu, why is there this 'double happiness' character on my room too?"

"Oh, this? It was probably put up by some idle servant, but it's meant to be festive. If you don't like it, I'll tear it down!"

"Why not? Keep it."

In the blink of an eye, it was the wedding day.

Sima Lingchuan was pulled up early in the morning by a group of old women and servants, a scene that was just as familiar as it had been several years ago.

"What are you doing!"

"Today is the young master's special day. Get up quickly, put on your wedding clothes and get ready. The princess is waiting outside!"

A look of utter terror crossed his eyes. Princess! Which princess?!

Quickly roll up your sleeves, and you'll see that the vermilion is gone; it's not a dream!

Dressed in red, Sima Lingyu was inexplicably pushed to the front of the hall. She stood there in her wedding dress. Today was Sima Lingyu's wedding day, so what was he doing?

"Brother, this wedding dress is so beautiful!" This was chosen by Wu Ziyan and him together.

"How is this going!"

"Of course I'll marry you again, brother! My sister said she'll make up for everything you lost before!"

His fingertips trembled when he heard those words.

Hearing the deafening gongs and drums, he felt a little scared, fearing that it was all just a strange dream.

The steps he took felt unsteady, and when he went out, Cheng Yi led a tall horse.

Wu Ziyan was not there!

His brows furrowed even more. Wu Ziyan rode in from the other side, her bridal procession stretching for miles in red—no exaggeration.

He was unwittingly placed in the bridal sedan chair, and all the people were still wondering if Prince Jiu'an was going to take a new concubine again.

Who knew that when they saw his face, they would realize it was Sima Zhengfu!

Jiu'an Prefecture was also decorated with bright red silk, creating a lively atmosphere.

After performing the traditional wedding ceremony to Heaven and Earth and being escorted into the cave, Wu Ziyan didn't even accompany the guests outside, and went straight back to his room.

Having eagerly taken off his heavy wedding dress, Sima Lingchuan was not happy; he was trembling all over.

Wu Ziyan grabbed his hand, and he instinctively pulled back, looking up with tears in his eyes.

"Ziyan, this can't be a dream, can it?"

She handed him a glass of wine: "Drink the nuptial wine, and may your love last forever."

The wine was spicy, but her lips felt dry and sweet; this was no dream.

She will not leave him again; this time, he will be on top.