The Dragon and Phoenix Candles burned side by side, their flames reaching high, the warm candlelight illuminating the red bridal chamber and making it look even more festive.
Looking at the woman sitting on the bed with a red veil over her head, Xiao Ruiyuan was somewhat entranced and began to doubt if this was just a beautiful dream he didn't want to wake up from. In this dream, he had married the girl he loved and from then on, would hold hands with her into old age, no longer facing loneliness.
"Lord Hou, don't dawdle. The bride is waiting for you to lift the veil!" Seeing that the groom was motionless for a long time, the matchmaker who had followed them in hurriedly spoke up to remind him.