Reborn to marry the God of War, I am amazed in Kyoto

The driver showed helplessness on his face and said softly, "Madam, the road condition is bad. The wheel seems to be stuck. I'm afraid it will take some time to get free. Let me get off the car to check."

After getting permission, the driver bent down and pushed the carriage with all his strength, sweat and rain mixed together, but there was no progress. Seeing this, the third wife and the maid looked at each other and decided to get off the carriage to reduce the weight and tide over the difficulties together.

The rain was getting heavier, like water pouring down from the sky, soaking my clothes and blurring my vision. The roads were empty, the hustle and bustle of the past was gone, leaving only the sound of rain and panting.

The maidservant was extremely worried. She looked at the Third Madam and suggested anxiously, "Third Madam, the rain is still coming down. I am willing to lend a hand to the driver. Please wait under the umbrella."

The third wife nodded in agreement, knowing that delaying was useless. Just when she was at a loss, a bright figure came into view - Haitang's carriage, like a lotus in the rain, drove leisurely.

Haitang opened the curtain and said in a voice as beautiful as an oriole singing out of a valley: "Madam, are you in trouble? Perhaps I can do my best to help you."

The third lady looked at Haitang carefully and saw that she had a beautiful face and extraordinary manners, and her driver was strong and powerful, so she asked, "Miss, my carriage is stuck here. I wonder if I can ask your driver to help me get out of this predicament?"

Upon hearing this, Haitang readily agreed and called out, "Brother Liu, please help us." The coachman Brother Liu got off the cart and quickly joined the ranks of those pushing the cart.

The rain was getting heavier. Seeing this, Haitang felt pity and said gently, "Madam, it's raining hard and the wind is cold. If you don't mind, please take shelter in my daughter's car for a while."

The third lady looked up at the sky and watched the crowd pushing the carriage together. She no longer refused and stepped into the Begonia carriage.

In the car, the two talked about everything, as if they were old friends reuniting after many years. After learning that they were both here to pray for blessings, they had endless topics to talk about, and time passed quietly amidst laughter and joy.

Finally, the carriage got out of the mud and regained its freedom. Although the two were still reluctant to leave, they also knew that they were about to part.

In the temple, they prayed together for the health of their families, and then reluctantly said goodbye, hoping to meet again someday.

When Wei Linger heard this, she was filled with emotion. This was the most wonderful thing about fate.

With this joy, she hurriedly told Wei Zimin. After hearing this, Zimin was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He couldn't wait to plan a warm scene for Haitang to meet her parents.

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Haitang gently twisted the handkerchief in her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly, revealing a hint of uneasiness in her heart.

Wei Zimin gently took her hand, his eyes full of determination and tenderness: "Don't be afraid, my parents are both reasonable people, they will like you."

In a moment, the gate of the Wei Mansion slowly opened, and Wei Lao San and his wife walked out slowly. Their figures stretched out in the morning light, looking particularly solemn.

Haitang's gaze fell on Madam Wei, and for an instant, a look of astonishment flashed in her eyes - wasn't this the lady she met by chance in the rain that day and called "Madam Three"?

It turns out that she is Wei Zimin's mother, and fate cleverly arranges them to meet again.

Haitang quickly calmed down and saluted the two of them with the most sincere attitude, saying in a gentle voice: "My little girl Haitang, meet Uncle Wei and Aunt Wei. I apologize for disturbing you."

Seeing this, Madam Wei raised her lips in a gentle arc. She took a few steps forward and gently took Haitang's hand, with a gleam of joy in her eyes: "Miss Haitang, it's true that life is full of opportunities. We meet again. This fate is truly indescribable!"

Her voice was full of kindness and warmth, instantly dispelling the uneasiness in Haitang's heart.

Under Mrs. Wei's warm gaze, Haitang's heart gradually calmed down, and the nervousness and awkwardness she felt when they first met quietly dissipated.

Wei Lao San also spoke up in time: "Everyone sit down and talk, we will be a family soon, there is no need to be so restrained."

After hearing Uncle Wei's words, Haitang felt calmer.

The atmosphere of the following meeting was harmonious and pleasant. Haitang won high praise from Wei Laosan and the others with her gentleness and talent. The decency and upbringing revealed in her words and deeds made Wei Laosan nod frequently, and his eyes looking at his son were full of recognition and satisfaction.

Wei Zimin looked at this scene, and the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He knew very well that his parents' acceptance and love for Haitang was the most solid support for their relationship.

Those worries and anxieties I once had now seemed to be unnecessary concerns. In front of this sincere emotion, all the concerns seemed so insignificant.

Soon after, Hongniang came forward to discuss the wedding arrangements for the two. She personally discussed with the Wei family and strived for perfection in every detail, from the design of the wedding invitations to the arrangement of the banquet, all of which showed good wishes for the newlyweds' happy life.

Although Wei Ling'er was suddenly given the important task of witnessing the wedding, she was surprised but gradually warmed by the trust.

She knew that this was not just a title, but also a testimony and blessing to the emotional journey of the two. Therefore, she gladly accepted the arrangement and secretly decided to do her best to make this wedding the most shining chapter in their memory.

On the eve of the wedding, the entire Hongxiu Pavilion was immersed in a joyful atmosphere. Haitang's room was decorated like a dream, with light gauze dancing and the fragrance of flowers everywhere.

The sisters surrounded Haitang, some combed her long hair, and each strand was carefully woven into an intricate bun; some chose jewelry for her, and each piece of jewelry shone with the light of happiness, setting off her delicate face.

Haitang sat in front of the bronze mirror, her eyes filled with both anticipation and reluctance. She looked at herself in the mirror, who was about to become a wife, with complicated emotions surging in her heart.

She knew that this farewell would be the beginning of another life, but she also believed that no matter where she was, the sisters of Hongxiu Pavilion would always be her strongest support.

Hongniang gently held Haitang's delicate and smooth hand, her eyes full of reluctance and expectation.

Her voice was like a spring breeze, gentle but firm: "Begonia, from now on, you will be the twin lotus flowers blooming on the branch, half of you clinging to the fragrance of love, and half of you carrying the responsibility of the family. Remember, when you step through that door and become someone's wife, you need to treat your parents-in-law with care and consideration."

“When facing difficulties and challenges, you must show your tenacity and perseverance. Remember, home is a harbor, and you are the one at the helm, leading the family towards happiness and light.”

Hongniang's words, like a trickle of water, slowly flowed into Haitang's heart, making her eyes sparkle with longing and determination for the future. The two smiled at each other, and the tacit understanding seemed to have crossed the boundaries of words and was deeply imprinted in each other's hearts.