Chapter 469: The Prosperous Marriage (1/2)

If Pei Wuchen was really in love with Feng Wan’er, he wouldn’t allow the customs to stop him from sneaking a peak at her. Not to mention the fact that Feng Wan’er chose a courtyard far away from the palace just so that he wouldn’t be caught if he came over to meet with her.

Is he really just following the customs? Does he really love my daughter? If he doesn’t and I still allow the both of them to get married, won’t I be throwing my daughter into a pit of fire?! The feeling of unease grew in the Valley Master’s heart.

“Fetch Wan’er here, I have something to ask her.” The Valley Master ordered. He felt that it was his duty to give his daughter a word of warning as he didn’t want his daughter to suffer a loss by marrying Pei Wuchen. If his daughter wanted to change her mind after hearing what he had to say, he told himself that no matter how many people tried to stop them, he would kill his way out of the Cloud Water Nation.

“Father, you called for me?” Feng Wan’er appeared before him with a confused expression on his face. Why does my father want to speak to me? I didn’t do anything wrong did I? Feng Wan’er asked herself.

The Valley Master was surprised by her quick arrival and he sighed, “Wan’er, there is something I want to ask you.”

He paused, as if in deep thought, before continuing, “I know that you truly love Pei Wuchen, but are you certain that he really loves you with all his heart?”

Feng Wan’er was taken aback. She realized that she didn’t know him well enough to understand his thought process. She knew that he had always treated her better than other girls, but she could never tell his true thoughts.

Feng Wan’er hesitated for a moment but she nodded her head in the end. Even if he didn’t love me at the start, given the status of my family and my looks, he would definitely have fallen for me!

“Father, do you have so little confidence in me? You don’t need to worry about our feelings! Pei Wuchen and I grew up together and we have feelings for each other!”

Feng Wan’er spoke with confidence, however, deep down in her heart, a seed of doubt had been planted. She could lie to others, but she couldn’t lie to herself.

The wedding carried on as planned. On the day of the wedding, to show how much he valued his relations with the Phoenix King Valley, the old emperor covered the capital with red silk and even granted amnesty to all the prisoners. Even the sedan that was carrying Feng Wan’er was decorated to the nines.

Feng Wan’er was feeling as happy as a lark while she sat in her sedan. From the moment she laid her eyes onto Pei Wuchen, she had fully devoted herself to him. Marrying him was everything she wanted.

Pei Wuchen was riding on his steed at the front of the procession, with an entourage of bridesmaids handing out red packets and scattering flower petals.

Although he was participating in his own wedding ceremony, Pei Wuchen felt as if he was a reanimated carcass, aimlessly being controlled like a puppet to complete the ceremony.