After Old Madam Jiang spoke, no one dared to delay any longer. Xiao Nanye carefully placed Jiang Peihuan into the sedan chair
"I've put a lot of snacks inside. If you get bored, you can have some," Xiao Nanye whispered into Jiang Peihuan's ear as he settled her in.
There were sixteen sedan chairs, and they were very spacious.
"Let's go!"
As Xiao Nanye's command echoed, Jiang Peihuan felt the sedan chair start to move. She carefully lifted the red veil covering her head. She saw an array of cakes and snacks inside the sedan chair, and even some tea.
Seeing all this, a smile graced Jiang Peihuan's eyes.
Xiao Nanye rode at the forefront on his horse, occasionally glancing back at the sedan chair. Behind Jiang Peihuan's sedan chair was a seemingly endless procession, all her dowry.