Wedding Night

The big red mandarin duck curtains were hanging low, and the dragon and phoenix candles were burning high. Wanwan and Xuandie stood beside Zhang Menglian, holding the wedding wine and the scale, waiting for Lin Meisheng to come.

The noise in the front hall came through the night, making the bridal chamber even more silent. The eyes were full of red, but lonely. Zhang Menglian was impatient and couldn't help but lift the veil herself while sitting on the couch. Xuandie was so shocked that she said quickly, "Miss, this is not allowed!"

Zhang Menglian's face was cold, "What's wrong with it? Is it really unlucky to lift this veil? Is it really unlucky to lift this veil? Will the marriage not last long? I think it may not be a bad thing!" As she said that, Zhang Menglian suddenly turned around with a cold face and stared at Wanwan, hatred surged, "You dead girl, you dared to lie to me! I am today It's all your fault that I've fallen into this situation! You said he's handsome, but I haven't seen his face yet, but I've seen his wheelchair! You want me to marry a paralytic, Du Wanwan, what on earth are you thinking! "

During the wedding ceremony, although Zhang Menglian couldn't see Lin Meisheng's face because she had a veil on her head, she could still see Meisheng's wheelchair from the bottom of the veil. In addition, Zhang Menglian was already full of anger towards Wanwan, and now she was able to vent it all together. Zhang Menglian twisted the handkerchief in her hand angrily. This Du Wanwan was born to be against her. When she was first bought into the mansion as a maid, everyone listened to her changing her name obediently, but she refused to let her change her name! Look at the rich families, which maid still calls her by her real name! Zhang Menglian really regretted it. Why didn't she abandon Wanwan when she saw her rebellious nature? She even took her into her own hands!

Wanwan felt wronged by Zhang Menglian's scolding, but she couldn't defend herself. After all, she did not mention Meisheng's disability on purpose. However, she was out of pity for Meisheng at that time, but she didn't mean to deceive Zhang Menglian at all... However, "I didn't kill Boren, Boren died because of me", Wanwan could only hold back her tears, lowered her head, and wanted to cover Zhang Menglian's veil again.

Zhang Menglian was still chattering, "Even if you want to be someone's concubine, you don't have to push me into the fire pit! You, Du Wanwan, don't care that he is a paraplegic for the sake of wealth and glory, but I can't stand it!"

When Wanwan was feeling wronged and speechless, there was a rumbling sound at the door of the bridal chamber, and a clear voice came softly with a playful smile, "It's enough if she can bear it... I originally wanted only her..."

As the voice was spoken, the door curtain was lifted, and Lin Meisheng, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, slowly entered in a wheelchair. At that moment, the night was hazy, the candlelight flickered, and under the bright red wedding dress, Meisheng's green eyes sparkled, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows was breathtaking.

The night breeze slowly blew from the door curtain, pulling up Meisheng's long hair and passing through his narrow green eyes - it was as if the whole world had quieted down, and everyone could hear the chaotic throbbing in their chests.

Zhang Menglian was stunned, and couldn't help but murmur, "You, you are Lin Meisheng?"

Lin Meisheng smiled slowly, and his green eyes gently slid across Wanwan's face, "Or you can just change your words and call me 'husband'..."

Zhang Menglian still blushed, and when she turned her eyes to Wanwan again, she felt a little more ashamed. Even though Lin Meisheng was really a disabled person, his handsomeness was enough to make up for his disability, so Zhang Menglian's resentment towards Wanwan naturally faded at this time, and she didn't even mind what Lin Meisheng said just now, thinking that Lin Meisheng was just hinting that he only wanted Wanwan to be his concubine, but didn't want Xuandie who came with him.

Seeing the newlyweds finally smiling and facing each other, Xuandie hurriedly tried to reconcile them, and filled the two halves of the gourds in the tray in her hand with wine, waiting for the newlyweds to drink the wedding wine. Wanwan also lowered her head, walked forward to cover Zhang Menglian's veil, and then handed the scale in her hand to Lin Meisheng. During the whole process, Wanwan lowered her eyes, not daring to meet Lin Meisheng's green eyes.

"It's enough for her to bear it... I originally wanted only her..." The words that Lin Meisheng said when he entered the door just now, like a thunder in the air, still exploded in Wanwan's ears. She only hoped that the "she" Lin Meisheng was talking about was not her...

After taking the golden scale, Lin Meisheng's eyes stared at Wanwan wantonly. When their hands were crossed, Meisheng's cool fingertips gently slid across Wanwan's palm. Wanwan was struck by lightning, staring at Lin Meisheng blankly, feeling shocked and ashamed: This is their wedding night, what is this man doing? !

Lin Meisheng turned his wheelchair to the bedside. Although he had just seen Zhang Menglian's face, he still had to follow the rule of using the golden scale to lift the veil, otherwise how could he bless his future marriage and "be happy and satisfied"?

Lin Meisheng's slender fingers held the pure gold scale, which, against the background of the bright red wedding dress, looked like a wonderful painting. Wanwan lowered her head and looked at it, her heart was moved. Lin Meisheng smiled slightly, stretched out his fingers, and the scale bar had already lifted the veil, revealing Zhang Menglian's shy face, but Lin Meisheng's eyes drifted diagonally towards Wanwan, and he didn't focus on Zhang Menglian's face at all. Wanwan hurriedly lowered her head, praying in her heart that she would quickly serve the two of them to drink the wedding wine, so that she could escape from Lin Meisheng's sight.

Finally, the veil was picked, and Huan Xuandie came up with the wedding wine. Wanwan hurriedly stepped back and stood by the door. As soon as the two finished drinking, she was the first to rush out.

A pair of gourds cut in half were tied with a red rope. The bride and groom faced each other. Zhang Menglian drank it in small sips with a flushed face. As a result, when she looked up, the half cup in front of Lin Meisheng was still untouched.

Meisheng didn't care, just smiled faintly, "My legs are really in a mess, drinking will make them hurt more, so please spare me this time."

Zhang Lianhua naturally couldn't object, Xuandie took the wedding wine and put it aside, and put down the red mandarin duck curtain. Outside the door, the matchmaker announced the good news loudly, "The ceremony is over - the newlyweds are in the bridal chamber -"

As if she heard an amnesty, Wanwan was the first to jump out of the door, causing Xuandie behind her to trot and complain, "You cunning... why can't you wait for me, why are you in such a hurry? You haven't even had the face to be the concubine of the son-in-law, why are you jealous first?"