Happy Spring Every Year

Chapter 211 Sister, I'll Carry You

The Shen Mansion is even more lively than the Anyang Marquis Mansion.

At this moment, Shen Jiasui was sitting in front of the dressing table, and Zhao Huaizhen and Tuoba Ning were sitting very close to her, their eyes full of curiosity.

The two of them are Shen Jiansui's bridesmaids and arrived early this morning.

Shen Jiasui couldn't tell whether he was nervous or excited, and he almost didn't sleep all night.

At this moment, Zhao Huaizhen and Tuoba Ning were staring at the faint dark circles under her eyes and laughing teasingly.

The bridesmaid was preparing all the necessary items for dressing up when Ji Wan came in with her sister-in-law from her mother's family.

Shen Jiasui saw the person coming through the bronze mirror and quickly stood up and called out, "Mother, Aunt."

"Good boy, don't move."

Shen Jiasui's aunt's surname is Zhu, and she is Ji Xueyi's mother, and Tuoba Ning's future mother-in-law.

Shen Jiasui found it funny and secretly winked at Tuoba Ning.

Who would have thought that after many twists and turns, she and Ning'er would become relatives.

Ji Wan came forward, pulled Shen Jiasui to sit down, and said with a smile: "Suisui, mother asked your aunt to come and comb your hair."

As he was saying this, Shen Jiansui's two cousins-in-law came in from outside, both with smiles on their faces. The elder cousin-in-law was holding a tray in her hand, which was covered with a piece of red silk.

Zhu washed her hands carefully, then quickly came behind Shen Jiasui, raised her hand and lifted the red silk on the tray, revealing a peach wood comb inside.

Everyone immediately gathered around, and saw Zhu pick up a peach wood comb and gently comb Shen Jiasui's long hair. She said happily: "Comb it all the way to the end, and we will be together until we are old."

"Combing twice until the hair reaches eyebrows, we fly together with wings together."

"Comb your hair three times until you have children and grandchildren all around you, and the joy of family will always be with you."

As soon as Zhu's gentle voice fell, everyone around her offered all kinds of blessings.

Shen Jiasui listened attentively, not wanting to miss a single word.

At this time, Baiji took over Zhu's position and, under the guidance of the matchmaker, used her skillful hands to tie Shen Jiasui's hair into a bun.

No one dared to disturb him and hurriedly sat further away, but their eyes never left Shen Jiasui.

Applying fine powder to the face, drawing eyebrows with a pencil, smearing rouge on the cheeks, and applying lipstick on the lips are all things that Baiji can do with ease.

After it was decorated, Zhao Huaizhen and Tuoba Ning came closer, their eyes lit up and they praised it repeatedly.

Shen Jiasui was naturally bright and beautiful, but she seldom wore formal attire.

At this moment, rouge lightly touches her cheeks, her eyebrows are like slender willows, her eyes are like autumn water, and a faint blush spreads on her cheeks, just like a delicate flower in spring, bright and charming.

"Come, the bride is wearing her wedding dress!"

The matchmaker shouted, and Zhao Huaizhen and Tuoba Ning immediately helped Shen Jiasui up, one on each side.

The wedding dress is made of the finest silk, and feels as soft and silky as flowing water.

The body of the dress is woven with a mandarin duck pattern using colorful silk threads, and the cuffs are embroidered with fine ruyi cloud patterns, which echo the groom's wedding attire.

Before I could get dressed, I heard bursts of firecrackers outside. After a while, a maid ran in with a smile on her face, shouting:

"The groom is outside the mansion!"

This caused an uproar in the room, and the bridesmaid kept shouting, "Stop it, stop it! Tell the people at the door to stop it!"

Zhao Huaizhen hurried forward to join in the fun, "Sir Jiang can write poetry, right? Let him write lots of poems urging people to get ready!"

There was a loud noise in his ears, almost blowing the roof off. Shen Jiasui's heart was pounding so hard that he forgot what to do for a moment.

A Xun...is here.

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The wedding procession from Anyang Marquis' Mansion arrived at the Shen Mansion in a grand procession, with music and dance all the way.

The door was closed and the entrance was filled with relatives from both the Shen and Ji families, led by Shen Jiaheng and Ji Xueyi.

Seeing the wedding procession arrive, Shen Jiaheng immediately shouted with a smile: "The groom is here to pick up the bride, and he needs to pass through this gate first!"

After saying that, everyone around started to make a noise, and there was a commotion of laughter and shouting.

Jiang Xun dismounted from his horse, and the gongs and drums stopped.

Everyone looked on with smiles. Jiang Xun bowed to the relatives of the Shen and Ji families and said with a smile, "Please—"

This is what it means to take the challenge.

Shen Jiaheng curved his eyebrows and extended his hand, "Please write ten poems to urge you to get ready and send them to my sister."

Before Jiang Xun could respond, Yan Sijing and the others behind him were already rubbing their hands in anticipation, shouting, "Master Jiang, please agree! Let's give Shen Jiaheng twenty poems!"

ho-

The crowd watching exclaimed, what a loud tone!

Jiang Xun was not afraid of being flamboyant today, and immediately said in a loud voice: "The phoenix coronet and bridal robe await your arrival, and the powder and rouge lightly cover your jade cheeks. I will enhance your delicate face and make it more beautiful, and today the bridal sedan door will open."

"it is good!"

Yan Sijing and the others immediately cheered and took turns to step forward to support Jiang Xun.

Seeing them all speaking wittily, Ji Xueyi glared at them, "Why are Yan Sijing and the others here to help Lord Jiang welcome his bride? That's a hundred poems, and they can compose them for you right here on the spot."

Shen Jiaheng was also dumbfounded. Why were all the people on the opposite side familiar?

"No rush, let's turn to the guesser. We can't let them get away like this!"

Shen Jiaheng put his hands on his hips, and many people rushed forward to support the situation, and the atmosphere became increasingly heated.

One poem after another quickly spread to the inner courtyard, and the bridesmaid cried out, "I've never seen so many poems urging the bridesmaid to get ready. The maids are so busy that they can't handle it all!"

"Hurry up!"

.......

Here, Shen Jiaheng and Ji Xueyi couldn't bear it any longer, and they were seeing stars and their mouths were dry.

It wasn't until someone came with a message saying that Shen Jiasui was almost done that Shen Jiaheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "I want the wedding money!"

The restless children nearby immediately gathered around, giggling and tugging at Jiang Xun's clothes, shouting, "Groom, it's time to give out the wedding money!"

Seeing this, Jiang Xun smiled, took the purse from the best man's hand, grabbed a handful of copper coins and threw them into the air.

"Wow!"

The children immediately cheered and rushed to grab the wedding money. Amidst the lively and joyful atmosphere, the wedding procession finally knocked on the door of the Shen family.

Jiang Xun took a deep breath and was led to the main hall, while Shen Jiaheng quickly walked into the inner courtyard.

Shen Jiasui had finished dressing up, her eyes were red at the moment, and she covered herself with a red veil amid Ji Wan's earnest instructions.

At this time, Shen Jiaheng's voice rang out from outside: "Sister, I'll carry you on my back."

The young man's voice was clear and loud, with a cheerfulness to it, but if you listened carefully, it had a trembling quality to it.

Shen Jiasui felt tears welling up in his eyes.

"Sister, come up."

A half-squatting figure appeared under the veil. His shoulders were obviously still a little thin, but at this moment he tried hard to straighten them, wanting to provide his sister with a stable support.

Shen Jiasui leaned forward and placed his hands lightly on Shen Jiaheng's shoulders.

Shen Jiaheng immediately held his sister's legs tightly and carefully adjusted his movements to ensure that his sister could lie comfortably and steadily.

Then, he walked towards the door with steady steps.

Shen Jiaheng took every step very carefully. He could clearly feel his sister's breath gently brushing against his ears.

On weekdays, the brother and sister would laugh and play on the road from Chunhua Courtyard to the main hall, as if they could run back and forth in an instant.

But today, Shen Jiaheng walked extremely slowly, and every step was filled with a heavy sense of reluctance.

"sister."

Shen Jiaheng's voice sounded softly.

"Ah."

There was already moisture in Shen Jiasui's voice, and tears rolled down her long eyelashes and dripped onto Shen Jiaheng's neck.

Shen Jiaheng paused slightly, and the next moment his nose felt sore and his eyes were red.

There is no need for words between siblings.

They are of the same blood and are the closest and most loving people in the world.

In the main hall, Jiang Xun was kneeling to pay his respects to Shen Zhengsheng and his wife. At this time, the bridesmaid's clear voice came from afar:

"The bride has arrived."

Jiang Xun suddenly turned his head and finally saw his Sui Sui.