Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?
Chapter 22: A Toast of Hehuan, Fragrance Fades Away

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: A Toast of Hehuan, Fragrance Fades Away

The wedding procession stopped at the entrance of the courtyard, but a group of young people, laughing and making noise, surrounded the groom as they walked in. The sound of men and women laughing was like a fire, instantly turning the tranquil courtyard into boiling excitement.

Tushere looked over from the door, excitedly saying, "Miss, they are here!"

"Hmm."

Shang Ruyi hurriedly raised her fan to cover her face.

The previously low mood was swept away; she nervously gripped the handle of the fan, listening to the commotion outside.

She had brought only a few people with her, and since her most capable, Tushere, was to stay in the room with her, the bridesmaids blocking the door were barely a match and almost scattered by the wedding party.

Fortunately, someone still teased loudly, "The bride is still getting dressed. Otherwise, the groom should urge her along?"

The implication was to prompt the groom’s poetry for urging the bride.

The people outside caught on, hastily calling for pen and paper. Shang Ruyi perked up her ears as if she could hear the faint sound of writing.

Before long, the shouts of young men came from outside: "The urging poem is done, please, the bride—grace us with your presence."

Everyone laughed and knocked on the door, Tushere hurriedly going over to open a crack, accepting a slip of paper which she then presented to Shang Ruyi. Lowering her head to look at it, she saw four lines of poetry—

The Nine Heavens open one by one, the Jade Horse and Golden Carriage tread upon the clouds,

A cup of celebration scent fades completely, dressed like the Green Girl descending the Yao Platform.

The handwriting was evidently a bit hasty, done in a rush, but the strokes were stable, exhibiting a flair of a martial artist’s boldness and confidence.

Shang Ruyi’s face felt slightly warm.

No girl disregards her appearance. Shang Ruyi knew she was not bad-looking, but compared to Yu Wenye’s outstandingly handsome visage, she, as the bride, indeed seemed a bit lacking.

Yet she hadn’t expected his urging poem to describe her as if she were a celestial beauty.

Beside her, Tushere couldn’t help but chuckle, "This is what they call—beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder."

Shang Ruyi said, "Keep your voice down."

Just as she spoke, a young person shouted from outside, "Is the fairy not descending yet?"

Everyone laughed again.

Shang Ruyi slowly stood up, and Tushere quickly supported her as they walked out.

As the door opened, the people outside suddenly fell silent.

At that moment, the evening was approaching but not yet here, the setting sun’s rays slanted, illuminating the bride’s outfit in bright, dazzling detail, making her cheeks glow like fire, her smile as radiant as flowers.

Everyone exclaimed, "The bride has come out!"

Shang Ruyi looked up, seeing several noble sons who came to join the celebration, all dressed lavishly, elegant and charming, and standing in the center was Yu Wenye, clad in red.

Even though there was a fan between them, his tall and elegant figure was unmistakable, standing among the noble sons, not only did he not blend in, but he stood out as taller and more handsome, like a jade tree facing the wind.

Shang Ruyi’s face blushed again.

At this time, Tushere whispered, "Why isn’t the groom smiling?"

Shang Ruyi was taken aback.

The next moment, Tushere whispered again in her ear, "I understand now, he’s probably just as shy as Miss."

When Shang Ruyi raised her eyes to look at Yu Wenye, his gaze flickered slightly.

The moment he saw Shang Ruyi step out the door, a glint passed through his bright eyes, and then his lips curved slightly, raising a smile-like arc.

The people around already shouted—

"The fairy has descended!"

"Green Girl left Yao Platform, quickly bring her home!"

At this moment, Yu Wenye slowly walked over to her, extending a hand towards her.

For an instant, it seemed as though the world had gone quiet.

The laughter and noise from those around felt distant, as Shang Ruyi only stared at the hand stretched out in front of her, then, by her ear, a deep voice sounded—

"Let’s go."

Shang Ruyi, blushing, placed her hand in his.