Miss Cousin Wants to Become a Monk

Chapter 122 Wedding

July 11th is a very auspicious day, suitable for marriage.

The wind was light and the sky was clear. The people in the capital were rushing to finish their work in the morning, waiting to watch the excitement later, because today was a good day for the second son of the Cui family to get married!

The wedding ceremony is to unite the two families, pay tribute to the ancestral temple and to continue the family line.

According to ancient rituals, Second Young Master Cui had to go out at an auspicious time and take the wedding procession around the city before going to his wife's mansion to pick her up. After bringing her back to the Cui Mansion, performing the wedding ceremony, and sending her to the bridal chamber, the marriage was considered complete.

At shenshi, loud firecrackers sounded as the Cui residence's wedding procession set off in a grand procession.

The wedding procession was accompanied by deafening gongs and drums, and the blast of suona and firecrackers. Cui Muli was wearing a light crimson round-collared official uniform embroidered with a white pheasant, an official hat with two golden flowers on either side, and a red shawl on his shoulders. He has a handsome face and is extremely noble.

He rode a blue roan horse, his eyes and eyebrows showing his vigour and vitality.

Following closely behind was the Cui Mansion's long wedding procession, with an exquisite and gorgeous sedan chair carried by eight people, joyous relatives, and servants beating gongs and drums...

Someone with a curious mind counted them, and there were a total of 108 people! As expected of a young master from a wealthy family, his wedding was very stylish!

During the procession, the wedding matron said auspicious words and threw candies and wedding bags to the people along the way to share the joy with everyone.

When they arrived at Xie Miao's residence, Cui Muli dismounted and was about to rush inside when Cui Muliang, who was standing beside him, stopped him.

Cui Muliang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Second Brother. The bride is waiting for you inside. You have to follow the procedures step by step..."

Because the bride's relatives had not come to the capital, the process of welcoming the bride was much simpler, but Cui Muli still felt it was long and tedious. After finally getting through everything, when he finally saw Xie Miao, he was stunned.

Not far ahead, Xie Miao, with a red veil on her head and wearing a phoenix coronet and bridal robe, was supported by many female relatives and slowly walked towards him.

Wedding ceremony, marriage.

The afterglow of the setting sun burned the sky. She was surrounded by a layer of dusk, and stepped out from the gorgeous sunset, with a graceful appearance, like flowers and willows.

The matron was singing the lyrics, but Cui Muli could no longer hear what she was saying. The only thing left in his eyes was that figure.

He was impatient and took a few steps forward. He stood in front of Xie Miao, stretched out his hand, and said softly: "A-Miao, I'm here to pick you up."

...

Xie Miao did not say a word and did not respond.

The air suddenly stagnated.

The matron quickly spoke up to break the awkwardness, and joked with a smile: "Oh, the bride is shy."

The others followed suit, and the atmosphere eased slightly. Only Cui Muli still raised his hand and called persistently, "A-Miao."