The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

"You're so beautiful." Song Huiyi glared at him.

However, the slightly raised corners of her lips revealed her sweet thoughts.

She was indeed looking forward to that day.

Shen Yuqing helped her comb her hair and put the comb back into the dressing table.

Someone was taking care of the wedding arrangements, so Shen Yuqing and Song Huiyi only needed to supervise occasionally, and most of the time they spent walking around Ningcheng.

On the wedding day, Song Huiyi got up early.

She woke up at three in the morning.

Qianyu and Wandie got up earlier than her.

After Song Huiyi finished washing up, they went to bring her millet porridge and side dishes to fill her stomach.

After that, she had no time to eat.

You have to do your hair, change your clothes, and put on makeup, and then there is the wedding ceremony.

A Chinese wedding has to be held inside the home, and the bride and groom cannot meet before the wedding, so Song Huiyi checked into a hotel last night.

When the auspicious time came, Shen Yuqing and the wedding party came to pick her up.

Shen Yuqing was afraid that she would be scared being alone, so he sat at the door of the room to keep her company last night.

He left in the late night.

Chinese weddings are cumbersome and complicated. After Song Huiyi finished dressing up, she sat in the room bored and waiting for Shen Yuqing.

I was so nervous that time seemed to pass much slower.

Song Huiyi kept asking about the time.

Qianyu was somewhat helpless when asked by her: "Now I know you are looking forward to it!"

Wan Die said, "At the rate of Miss asking once every ten minutes, by the time the young marshal comes over, Miss can still ask fifteen times."

Song Huiyi blushed.

She stopped asking.

Fortunately, time did not really stand still, and she heard the sound of gongs and drums downstairs.

The wedding procession is here.

Qianyu helped her cover the red veil. The moment her vision was blocked, Song Huiyi was overwhelmed by overwhelming tension and she grabbed Qianyu's arm.

He exerted force and took several deep breaths.

Soon, she saw Shen Yuqing.

Through the red veil, she couldn't see clearly, but she could see that Shen Yuqing was wearing a red wedding dress like her.

It was the first time she saw him wearing red.

Just as she imagined, as long as Shen Yuqing was serious, there was no clothing he couldn't pull off, as he was naturally extraordinary.

Shen Yuqing took her hand, wrapped his warm palm around hers, and steadily brought her to the sedan chair.

The sedan chair swayed and stopped at the door of the house.

Her hand fell into Shen Yuqing's hand again.

"Huiyi, you look so beautiful today!" Shen Yuqing said in a loud voice.

He spoke with a smile and was very excited.

Song Huiyi was amused by him: "Nonsense, I'm wearing a red veil, what can you see?"

He laughed: "Really, I can see it!"

Song Huiyi's red veil was not made of a piece of red cloth, but was embroidered with red cloth and red gauze. Her eyebrows and eyes could be seen in the shadows.

Shen Yuqing has always had sharp eyes and he saw her face clearly in a few seconds.

She was wearing a red wedding dress. The dress was large, but it couldn't hide her graceful body. The patterns on the dress were embroidered with gold thread, and every step she took was shimmering, stepping on his heart.

His heart was filled with emotion.

The wedding process begins as soon as you step into the door of the house.

It was not until he returned to the room and took off her veil that he realized his palms were sweating.

She wore heavy makeup today. The red wedding dress and red veil made her makeup look even more thick and gorgeous. Her perfect phoenix eyes captured his heart at first sight.

Song Huiyi smiled and said, "You look so handsome today."

"Wasn't he handsome before?"

Shen Yuqing kissed the back of her hand, and then placed her palm against his chest, "Huiyi, listen to my heartbeat! You are finally my wife!"

He thought about this moment countless times.

He called her, "Mrs. Shen."

Song Huiyi smiled brightly, her cheeks flushed.

Just three short words pleased her.

Shen Yuqing squatted beside her, stroking her arm, pinching her palm, and smiling all the time, like a big fool.

Then he said, "Call me too!"

"what is it call?"

"Hmm? Husband? Husband?"

Song Huiyi was a little speechless.

She looked at him, but smiled without saying anything, her eyes flashing with infinite affection.

Then, she turned her eyes slightly, and a hint of playfulness flashed in her eyes, instantly dispelling all the charm and tenderness.

She blinked mischievously: "Brother Shen!"

This call was soft, tender and charming.

Shen Yuqing's throat tightened, and the fingers that were pinching her palm suddenly clenched, pushing her down on the bed.

Such ambiguous and taboo words made him tense all over.

"Don't mess around, we have to go to the hotel soon and the guests are waiting for us."

Song Huiyi noticed the changes in his body and giggled, dodging his approaching lips, "I worked so hard to put on my makeup, but you ate it all up when you opened your mouth!"

Shen Yuqing pressed him down and pushed his body against her.

He deliberately teased her: "If others ask, just say that your brother Shen ate it!"

Song Huiyi couldn't help laughing.

They changed into light wedding clothes and went to the restaurant.

According to the original Chinese wedding process, Song Huiyi had to wait in the room after the wedding ceremony. Shen Yuqing took the initiative to skip this step, which was out of place.

How can a husband leave his wife behind to socialize outside?

Many people came today.

Apart from their parents, relatives and friends, the rest were generals in Shen Yuqing's army and the connections he had accumulated over the years.

The owner of Ningcheng changed, and all the powerful people in Ningcheng came.

The commander-in-chief was chatting with others in a joyous atmosphere, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

Everyone raised their glasses and congratulated them sincerely.

Shen Yuqing saw Cheng Rang.

He asked: "Has this kid returned to his roots?"

"Yes, my father specially set up a banquet to acknowledge Cheng Rang's identity and let him return to his ancestral home. However, he doesn't want to work for the Qing Gang and get a share of the Qing Gang's pie."

Song Huiyi said, "Cheng Rang still likes freedom. He may not be loyal to others if he works under them. His father gave him a large sum of money. He can do business or live a carefree life. Anyway, it's enough for him to live a luxurious life for several lifetimes."

Shen Yuqing said oh.

He wasn't interested in what the boy did.

The only thing he was interested in was——

"Shouldn't we call him uncle then?"

Shen Yuqing was very unhappy, "This kid is the same age as you, how dare you ask us to call him uncle?"

"In terms of seniority, that's the case." Song Huiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Shen Yuqing: “…”

So when it was Cheng Rang's table that Shen Yuqing stared at Cheng Rang so hard that he almost stared a hole through him.

Cheng Rang was confused.

The wedding banquet didn't end until ten o'clock in the evening.

Mrs. Huang and Mrs. Liu newly decorated their wedding room, and all they could see was red.

The bedding and pillows were changed to bright red, and everything visible on the dressing table was changed to red, almost blending in.

There was also a red blanket on the bed, covered with red dates, peanuts, longans and lotus seeds.

Song Huiyi's face felt hot.

May you have a baby soon. It is clearly coming.

Shen Yuqing hugged her from behind: "Madam, did you sleep well last night?"