"Young Master and Young Madam, it's time to drink the wedding wine together," the matchmaker said while bringing over two cups.
Lu Zhao turned his head and took the cups. Shen Qingyao came to her senses and carefully took one from his hand. The two clasped wrists and drank simultaneously.
"Very good!" The matchmaker laughed heartily, saying 'good' three times in a row, singing joyfully, "Drinking the wedding wine together, sharing blessings and misfortunes, lasting forever, never parting."
Lu Zhao's lips curved upwards visibly with pleasure as he exclaimed, "Cheers!"
The matchmaker was even more delighted upon hearing this, thanking profusely and saying many auspicious words. This single word ignited the atmosphere in the whole new room. The younger generation, curious and eager to join the fun, crowded in from outside. Among them were Young Masters and Young Ladies from the Duke's mansion and guests from elsewhere, many of whom Shen Qingyao did not recognize, but all wore friendly smiles and unabashed curiosity.
"Wow! Is this Sister-in-law? So beautiful!"
"Didn't they say she was sickly? She doesn't look like it at all!"
"Tsk! Why bring that up at a time like this!"
Shen Qingyao felt a bit uncomfortable being surrounded like a monkey for a while. She subtly shifted and finally looked towards Lu Zhao for help, only to find his gaze fixed on her. Catching her signal, Lu Zhao winked and stood up.
The groom needed to toast in the main hall, and the group didn't linger long before bustling out with Lu Zhao. Finally, only Shen Qingyao and Cui Qiao were left in the room, together with the system who pretended to be dead.
Shen Qingyao slumped with relief, exhaling deeply and fanning herself with her hands, but the heat rushing to her head just wouldn't dissipate.
"They're finally gone! I was so nervous!!" Shen Qingyao complained softly, prompting a gentle laughter from Cui Qiao.
Cui Qiao teasingly remarked, "Nervous? I thought Miss was very calm!"
Shen Qingyao rolled her eyes and lifted her gaze. "Calm? What calm! I was faking it!"
Just seeing Lu Zhao's face made her so nervous she couldn't even speak!
Cui Qiao giggled and walked over to gently remove the heavy phoenix crown from Shen Qingyao's head. Shen Qingyao felt the weight on her head lightened and felt like she finally came back to life.
[Host! Are you going to do the 'wedding night' with White Moonlight tonight? Hehehe...] the system, no longer feigning inactivity, smirked lewdly.
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"...Hey, you pervert!" Shen Qingyao blushed at the thought, scolding and threatening, "Shut down! Do you understand?!"
Although the idea of wedding night felt like they were far from reality, the system's gaze made her feel embarrassed. She attempted to assert authority despite lacking any real intimidation.
The system chuckled slyly for a couple more sentences before falling completely silent, leaving Shen Qingyao wondering if it had truly shut down.
Bored, Shen Qingyao began to look around. It was hard to imagine she was in Lu Zhao's room now, with red silk everywhere, rendering the whole room festive yet tacky. Coupled with Lu Zhao's face, so far removed from the mundane, it felt somewhat out of place. Shen Qingyao chuckled softly and gradually relaxed.
It wasn't until the sky darkened that Shen Qingyao heard some commotion outside. She quickly abandoned the pastries in her hand and hurried back to sit on the bed. Cui Qiao opened the door, and a young man Shen Qingyao hadn't seen before supported the drunken Lu Zhao. Seeing someone came, the young man was overjoyed and quickly handed Lu Zhao over to Cui Qiao.
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Fantasy-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ 「CANNON FODDER'S STRATEGY SCRIPT IS REVERSED 」 · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · author | xian su | ⤹ genre | transmigration // comedy-romance ⤹ Completed 98