Chapter 2: Confessions in the Bridal Chamber

With a "creak," the door was gently pushed open from outside. Mrs. Xi's chatter and laughter flowed into the room like a stream. Following her in were the groom and the maids who served them.

"Alright, all of you may leave!" Shi Fengju suddenly interrupted Mrs. Xi, putting an abrupt end to her smooth and auspicious words.

Sang Wan remained motionless, her gaze flickering beneath her veil. His voice was still as clear and pleasant as ever, but it was faint, extremely faint. She could even imagine the expression on his face as he spoke. That countenance, that look, must be even fainter.

"Uh, yes..." Mrs. Xi was the most famous matchmaker in Qingzhou City, accustomed to traveling between villages and towns. She knew all about the relationships and gossip of men and women in and out of the city and the surrounding villages. She was well aware of Shi Family's eldest son's affair with his cousin from his aunt's side, Gu Fangzi.

If it were not for the fact that the marriage with the Sang family had been arranged by the Master before his death, and if the Shi family did not wish to break their engagement and be criticized, the position of the Shi family's wife would have nothing to do with Miss Sang!

However, it seems that although Miss Sang has entered the door and has become the Shi family's wife, perhaps her position was not secure after all.

Mrs. Xi gave a signal, pursed her lips, and the maids, including Liu Ya, retreated quietly and discreetly.

The door was gently closed, and the large room was silent, the atmosphere somewhat oppressive.

Shi Fengju, who was surrounded by an overwhelming world of red, felt even more stifling. He had never known that this bright, passionate, and flamboyant color could bring such a stifling feeling!

Indeed, the heart influences the surroundings.

As his gaze swept over the red double-happiness symbol adorned with gold powder and the high burning dragon and phoenix red candles, Shi Fengju's mood darkened, and he was lost in thought.

Enough! He let out a silent sigh and dispelled all his unpleasant emotions. Since he had followed the marriage agreement and ushered Miss Sang into the family, as long as she was not utterly unreliable, she would always be the wife of the Shi family and his, Shi Fengju's, legitimate wife! Cousin Fangzi had told him she understood, and he would not let her down either.

Shi Fengju subconsciously rubbed his fists, stepped forward steadily, picked up the red tray with the happiness scale tied with red silk flowers, and gently lifted Sang Wan's red veil, revealing the dazzling phoenix crown with pearls. The pearls and jade on the phoenix crown quivered, and the woman wearing the phoenix crown gently raised her head, and a pair of clear, limpid eyes entered his sight deeply.

Such bright eyes, as radiant as the pearl light, the gentle flicker of eyelashes, revealing a touch of agility.

Shi Fengju was taken aback for a moment.

It was just a flash, and his eyes were as calm as water again. He glanced at Sang Wan without speaking, instead turned to the table, poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Sang Wan, and held the other one in his hands.

"After drinking this glass of wine, the ceremony is complete. It's getting late, let's rest!" Shi Fengju said flatly, and after finishing, he tilted his neck and drank the wine in one gulp.

Sang Wan looked at him, amazed by the magic of fate. Just like in her past life, he drank the wine that was supposed to be shared, and then ——

He had never considered that she had been hungry all day.

Of course, Sang Wan was not thinking about sharing the wine with him at this moment, but about the unfairness and discontent of being a bride.

"How come —— you're not drinking?" Shi Fengju drained the wine glass, put it down, and then walked towards her, wanting to hold her and perform the husband and wife's ritual. However, he saw her still holding the glass of wine in a daze. He frowned impatiently.

What's going on?

Sang Wan glanced at him and hesitated before gently placing the wine glass on the table.

"You!" Shi Fengju was taken aback and coldly said: "What do you mean!"

"My Lord," Sang Wan stood up, brushed her sleeves, knelt towards Shi Fengju, looked up at him without any evasiveness, and said: "In fact, My Lord has someone else in his heart, and the person My Lord wants to marry is not me, right?"

Shi Fengju did not expect her to say this, and was very surprised. His first reaction was to think he misheard. Regaining his composure, he raised an eyebrow, and his merchant nature allowed him to remain calm. He asked indifferently, "What exactly do you want to say?"