Taking a slight sip of tea, Han Qianqian waited quietly.
Time faded, fast and slow!
As the sun was about to set into its rightful place, waving over the earth, above the East Gate, the cannon salute rang out, the city drums blared loudly, and the suona was blaring!
The bridal procession, having completed its circuit of the city, has officially returned!
"Open the door to welcome the bride and groom into the hall!"
As the official of ceremonies stood on high in the distance, the eastern gate opened!
Fang Kun rode in on his white horse, leading the bridal party and the bride's palanquin, and slowly entered.
From Han Qianqian's perspective, the playground was crowded with people.
In the middle of the crowd, in the aisle leading to the main hall, the bridal procession stopped and the palanquin was carried into the front of the procession, behind Fang Kun.
Inside the main hall, the young and old of the Fang family and a group of elders were led out of the main hall and stood at the entrance, looking down.
However, as he looked around, his eyes inadvertently caught sight of Han Qianqian, who was sitting not far to his left, and he was both surprised and delighted.
The surprise was naturally that Han Qianqian could not sit in such a place, but the joy was that, no matter what, the Ice God had indeed done what he said he would do and attended his son's wedding.
Han Qianqian nodded slightly at him, signalling that he did not need to mind himself, just go about his business.
With a grateful smile, Fang Watch turned back to square his head, chest out and head held high.
"The time has come, congratulations to the Fang family on their happy marriage, the bridegroom kicks down the palanquin door and enters the hall to pay his respects!" The Master of Ceremonies shouted loudly and smilingly.
At the same time, the crowd around him applauded enthusiastically, and Fang Kun, laughing with joy, rolled off his horse and went to the side of the palanquin.
However, the bride, who should have come out as soon as the door was kicked, did not appear at this moment.
Even Han Qianqian, who had never been too concerned, could not help but look askance at this moment.
Fang Kun was also at a loss for words and hurriedly glanced at the courtesy officer next to him. The courtesy officer was also at a loss for words and glanced at Dong Ju, who was behind the bridal procession, gesturing for her to hurry over and take a look.
In full view of everyone, Dong Ju quickly and embarrassingly ran to the front of the palanquin, slightly pulling open the curtain and peeking half of her head in.
Su Yingxia was still sitting inside the palanquin, draped in a red cover, but her body was trembling slightly and she was obviously sobbing softly.
She had been taking care of Su Yingxia for a long time, but the impression she had given Dong Ju had always been extremely strong, but here and now, she was crying out of breath.
After gritting her teeth, Dong Ju still pitched in, "Future young grandmother, you ...... should leave the palanquin."
"There are thousands of guests outside, all ...... can be watching."
Su Yingxia did not respond, still sitting there, until Dong Ju really lost patience and wanted to urge again, suddenly, Su Yingxia slightly rose up and slowly walked down from the sedan chair.
When they saw the bride come out, both the courtesan and the Fang family let out a long breath, but in Fang Kun's eyes, there was clearly a hint of dissatisfaction.
To take such a slow pace in front of all these people, isn't that not giving him face?
Well, if that's the case, I'll make you two dogs look good later.
Thinking of this, he glanced gently at some of his cronies in the bridal party at the back.
When the cronies saw his eyes, they nodded eerily, indicating that everything was ready.
Fang Kun smiled coldly, unusually satisfied.
"Bride and groom, enter the hall and pay your respects!" The ceremonial officer shouted again.
Under the assistance of Dong Ju, Su Yingxia reluctantly and helplessly walked with Fang Kun towards the top of the main hall, walking slowly step by step.
With a smile of immense relief, Fang slowly made his way back to the main hall, surrounded by a group of family members, and sat in the centre of the hall, waiting for the couple's upcoming procession.
Seeing that nothing special was going to happen, Han Qianqian, who had already been drinking tea with his head down, could not be interested in the slightest, but inadvertently glanced at the bride and groom passing by, then Han Qianqian slowly raised his head ......