Chapter 85 Master of My Own Land

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Chapter 85 Master of My Own Land

On the wedding day, Mo Yan was the most envied man in the city. The dowry from the Crown Princess's residence was carried around the city in a grand procession.

Fei Shuang, dressed in a red robe with her hair in a sleek ponytail and a golden hairpin at the end, rode a tall horse adorned with red silk. With a beaming smile, she sat atop the horse while Mo Yan was seated in a grand red sedan chair, his appearance concealed.

After circling the city and returning to their new residence, Feng Xiran and Mo Yan were already waiting for them in the new house.

The officiant was General Ling, or rather Feng Xiran who had requested him to give a dignified ceremony for Mo Yan and his bride.

Feng Xiran watched as Fei Shuang and her husband bowed in front of the two empty chairs on the high platform, and her eyes couldn't help but well up.

Fei Yu seemed to remember her deceased parents and couldn't help but shed tears of joy.

After completing the bowing rites, Fei Shuang led Mo Yan to Feng Xiran, where they bowed deeply in respect.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly!"

Fei Shuang and her husband respectfully performed the rites and, with assistance, got up to head to their bridal chamber.

Downstairs, the atmosphere was lively and warm. The Fei family soldiers were also in high spirits, drinking and playing games.

Fei Shuang's friends and family were mainly the Fei family soldiers and colleagues. Today, Feng Xiran, General Ling, Ling Shuang, Xue Chenxi, and others attending the event showed them great honor.

It was rare for the Fei family soldiers to have a joyous occasion, and everyone's faces were filled with happiness. Fei Yu, however, remained cautious and didn't slack off despite the festive mood.

After Fei Shuang's wedding, her affairs were temporarily managed by Fei Yu and Fei Yun. Regardless, there was a honeymoon to enjoy. The couple had been through life and death together, and this was well-deserved.

"Ah!" Yao Xiang sighed.

Seeing Yao Xiang's low spirits, Feng Xiran asked with amusement, "Why the gloom? It's someone else's wedding. If one didn't know better, they'd think you were reluctant to part with Mo Yan or Fei Shuang!"

Mu Xin couldn't help but stifle a laugh and took a sip of her drink, "Chen Shiyi has left again. She must be reluctant."

Feng Xiran raised an eyebrow, "Why don't you go with her then?"

Yao Xiang shot Feng Xiran an exasperated look and handed her a small box. "This is something my master left for them, wishing them an early birth of a precious child."

The box was made of reddish-brown rosewood, heavy and exuding a faint woody fragrance. When Feng Xiran shook it slightly, it felt somewhat hollow.

"My master didn't have much else to give besides medicinal herbs, so she sent a ginseng root and this!" Yao Xiang said, handing over a porcelain bottle for Mo Yan's health.

Feng Xiran thought it was quite nice of Chen Siyi to send these items even though she and Mo Yan didn't have much interaction.

"If you want to follow your master, just go. Why make it look like I'm stopping you?" Feng Xiran teased her.

Yao Xiang swirled a bowl of wine and gulped it down. "No choice, my master didn't want me to go. Besides, my medical skills seem to have regressed. My master said I've forgotten my original intent by focusing on beauty creams."

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