Chapter 948: Chapter Extra 3: The Wedding Ceremony (Part 2)

"You scoundrel!" he angrily exclaimed, "Hitting a woman, you really think you’re so tough now!"

"Grandfather." Wen Wan spoke timely, not allowing her husband to completely blacken her reputation, "Actually, it’s not as serious as the rumors say. Quarreling between husband and wife is common; ultimately, I was just being a bit sensitive. My temper flared up, leading me to cause a scene at the memorial hall. Now that three years have passed, let’s let the matter rest. Since Third Son... cough, sincerely admits his mistake and seeks marriage proposals, I have no reason to remain estranged from him for life, especially considering the young ones."

Lu Pingzhou glanced at Song Wei and Wen Wan indifferently, lost in thought.

Duke Lu wanted to say more but was interrupted by Old Mrs. Lu, "It’s late, Third Son, hurry and take her back, otherwise you’ll miss the auspicious hour for the ceremony."

Zhao Xunyin, as the mother-in-law, had to step up and say a few words, "Since Wanwan harbors no grudge now, as her mother-in-law, I won’t revisit past issues; but if you dare to mistreat her again, it won’t be as easy to take her back."

"I will certainly remember my mother-in-law’s words." Song Wei bowed to the pressure and agreed.

After bidding farewell to the elders, Wen Wan, supported by Bailing and Du Juan, walked out of the hall.

Lu Yanbin was already waiting outside, carrying Wen Wan towards the main gate.

Wen Wan lay on his back, hearing Lu Yanbin murmur quietly, "Cousin, you can forgive brother-in-law, why can’t Shuyuan forgive me?"

He wasn’t foolish; he sensed it early on. After that incident, Mrs. Xiao Liu agreed to return with him, but she was no longer as eager as before. After having a child, her heart and eyes were all for Little Treasure, leaving no place for him as her husband.

Under the wedding veil, Wen Wan rolled her eyes dramatically, thinking, "Can you really compare to Third Son?"

She didn’t fear dampening his spirits, "If a man made me drink while pregnant, causing a miscarriage, killing him would be considered mild. Forgive him? You’re dreaming during the day."

Lu Yanbin’s face flushed, feeling a bit unwilling, "I’ve already admitted my fault, haven’t I? After so many years, I’m devoted to her, not taking concubines, yet she can’t see my sincerity?"

"You should count your blessings that she’s willing to come back," Wen Wan said, "Don’t go overboard."

Thinking of Liu Nan, Mrs. Xiao Liu’s brother, who was selected alongside Yuanbao for the Advanced Scholar position and entered the Hanlin Academy, she added, "She now has her family to depend on, so don’t act impulsively and do something regrettable again; otherwise, if she leaves again, Liu Nan won’t let you off easily."

Lu Yanbin pouted; with his father in command, how would he dare?

At the main gate, Lu Yanbin set her down, and the wedding matchmaker immediately took Wen Wan’s hand and helped her onto the bridal sedan.

Lu Yanbin looked at Song Wei for a moment, unable to resist asking, "Brother-in-law, how did you manage to make my cousin willingly return with you after offending her?"

Song Wei smiled faintly, "Nothing special, just sincere intentions."

Lu Yanbin considered himself sincere, yet the outcome was vastly different from Song Wei’s.

"It’s getting late, I should be heading out."

Song Wei greeted him, mounted his horse adorned with red silk flowers, and led the grand wedding procession towards the Song Mansion.

The bitter north wind of winter blew fiercely, snow blanketed the ground in white, while the red ornate attire stretched over ten miles, endlessly.

When the bridal sedan reached the gate, Song Mansion was already bustling with excitement.

Although recent rumors slightly affected Song Wei’s reputation, it was ultimately just a matter between husband and wife, outside interference being futile; people couldn’t help but want to join the festivities and ingratiate themselves with Song Wei.

This time, the hall was absent of Old Song and Granny Song—empty.

Wen Wan and Song Wei, each holding one end of the ceremonial red ribbon, entered; under the ceremonial officer’s loud command, they began their wedding rites.

Yuanbao, Jinbao, Duobao, and Qi Bao watched from the side.

Xu Shu patted Jinbao’s head, "In the future, you can boast about it, you watched your parents’ grand wedding."

Jinbao snorted lightly, remaining silent.

The now 20-year-old Song Yuanbao seemed increasingly mature; upon hearing Xu Shu’s words, he felt speechless, "Uncle, aren’t you a bit unreliable?"

Xu Shu turned back to look at him, "Really? Hahaha."

Song Yuanbao’s gaze swept past, noticing his little aunt Song Fang on the right; Song Fang pressed her lips tightly, staring intently at the bride.

Song Yuanbao whispered, "You still remember the events from three years ago, don’t you?"

Of course, she remembered; Song Fang couldn’t forget. At that time, the coffin was about to be buried, but Wen Wan resolutely decided to divorce. She chased down to the Changning Marquis Mansion, knelt before Wen Wan, yet Wen Wan remained unmoved.

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