Domineering prince, your princess is a bit fierce

Wei Linger walked slowly into the Hongxiu Pavilion in the afterglow of the setting sun. Everything in front of her was carefully decorated, with red silk fluttering and lanterns hanging high, creating a festive and peaceful scene. A warm feeling welled up in her heart, filled with relief and joy.

She walked lightly to Haitang's boudoir, opened the door, and a faint and elegant fragrance wafted into her nose, which was the unique fragrance of Haitang.

Wei Linger walked into the room and saw Haitang wearing an embroidered wedding dress, sitting in front of a bronze mirror. Her face was as rosy as a peach, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and she was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.

Wei Linger slowly approached and gently took Haitang's hands. Her hands were delicate and smooth, as if she could sense the warmth in the other person's heart.

There was a sincere light in her eyes, and a gentle arc appeared at the corner of her mouth. She whispered softly: "Sister Haitang, look at your wedding dress, you are so beautiful. From today on, you will be the happiest bride. May your marriage be as festive, beautiful, and long-lasting as the decoration of this Hongxiu Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, Haitang blushed slightly and lowered her head shyly, but her eyes were shining with happiness. She gently held Wei Ling'er's hand and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Sister Ling'er, thank you for your company and care all the time. I can have this good relationship today, all thanks to your support. May our sisterly love be deep and we never forget each other."

The two smiled at each other, and their friendship needed no further words, as it was deeply engraved in each other's hearts. Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun filled the earth, adding a bit of warmth and romance to this beautiful moment.

As the first rays of sunrise shine into the room, the wedding ceremony officially begins.

Wei Zimin wore a specially made groom's suit, the exquisite pattern of which seemed to express his deep affection for Haitang. He stood outside the gate of Hongxiu Pavilion, anxiously and excitedly waiting for his bride.

Finally, Haitang walked out of her boudoir slowly, accompanied by her sisters. She was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, red as fire and white as snow, and every step she took was solemn and elegant. Her face was filled with a happy smile, and her eyes were shining with infinite longing for the future.

When Haitang and Wei Zimin's eyes met in the crowd, time seemed to freeze at this moment. Their hearts were filled with deep affection and commitment to each other, as if the whole world existed only for the two of them.

"Haitang, I love you! In this life, I will cherish you, pamper you, and protect you! I will never let you suffer any grievances!" Wei Zimin's sincere voice rang in Haitang's ears and reached everyone's ears.

Haitang's eyes suddenly became misty with tears. She tried hard to hold back her tears and said, "Zimin, I love you too! I will never leave you!"

Following the call of "The ceremony is over" from the witness Wei Ling'er, the two hugged each other tightly, and warm applause and cheers rang out all around them.

At this moment, Hongxiu Pavilion became a witness to their love story, recording this beautiful and unforgettable moment.

In the wedding room, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the red silk and gold ornaments in the room, creating a festive and solemn atmosphere. When the last trace of the guests' laughter faded into the night, Wei Zimin finally stepped over the threshold of the door that symbolized happiness and stepped into the warm little world he and Haitang had built together.

Haitang, the woman who was about to become his wife, was sitting on the red wedding bed, her wedding dress as red as fire, setting off her shy face. Her hands were gently folded on her knees, and her eyes under the red veil were shining with a mixture of expectation and nervousness, as if they could penetrate the thin layer of silk and glimpse the person who was about to spend the rest of her life with her.

The noise outside gradually calmed down, but every slight movement touched Haitang's heart. She listened attentively, and when the familiar footsteps stopped outside the door, her heart rose to her throat.

Finally, the door was gently pushed open, and a fresh breath rushed in along with Wei Zimin's figure, adding a bit of vitality to the bridal chamber.

Wei Zimin's eyes were gentle and deep. He walked slowly towards Haitang, and every step he took seemed so solemn and firm.

Finally, Wei Zimin stood in front of her, his eyes gently falling on the bright red. He slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently touched the edge of the red veil. At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb the joy and solemnity into his heart, and then gently and carefully lifted the red veil.

Haitang's face gradually appeared in the candlelight, tears sparkling in her eyes, tears of happiness and tears of emotion.

The two smiled at each other. There was no need for many words. Their deep affection and tacit understanding were all evident.

"Haitang." He opened his lips gently, and every word was like a spring breeze blowing through his heart, full of tenderness and endless doting: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. From today on, this long wait will become the most gentle prologue to our years together. You are the only woman in my life, Wei Zimin. This heart and this feeling are very good!"

In an instant, the air around her seemed to freeze, and even the pace of time slowed down. Haitang's heart was filled with ripples, which was the most delicate touch of happiness, immersing her in an unprecedented peace and joy.

"Yes, husband." Haitang's voice was gentle, like the softest breeze on a summer night, with a hint of subtle shyness and sweetness: "You must be very tired tonight, thank you for your hard work!"

The corners of Wei Zimin's mouth curled up in a warm arc. His smile was like the brightest sunshine in spring, warm and bright: "It's not hard. Being able to spend this good night with you is the greatest happiness for me. My lady, what about you? Are you also feeling overflowing with happiness at this moment?"

Haitang's eyes sparkled with happiness. She opened her red lips and spoke with deep affection and determination in every word: "My dear, marrying you is the greatest luck and happiness in my life. In this vast sea of ​​people, my greatest wish is to win your heart and stay with you until we grow old together."

His eyes were locked on her, as if everything in the world had lost its color, and she was the only one in his eyes. Wei Zimin slowly approached, each step following the rhythm of his heartbeat, until he was close to her. He gently raised his hand, and his fingertips touched her cheek, as if he was touching the most precious treasure in the world.

When they were within a distance where they could almost feel each other's breath, he slowly lowered his head and placed a feather-light kiss on her lips.

At first, he wanted to just taste it briefly, letting the beauty bloom gently between his lips and teeth; however, once the love surged, it surged like a tide, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

The figures of the two people intertwined into a breathtaking picture under the candlelight. They were like dry wood meeting a raging fire, or like the galaxy meeting the bright moon. In this gorgeous night, they ignited a feast of love together.