Chapter 194 - Lan Mo Xian’s Wedding (1/2)

Wintertime, goose feathered flurries of snow fluttered to the ground. The ground was carpeted with snow, thick and soft; snow drifted onto the house, blanketing it with snow, loose and soft; trees were covered with snow, the snow piling up on the branches bent over its waist. The bright sun cast its rays on the snow white mountain, emanating a dazzling brilliance.

Lan manor was bustling with activity, for it was the day Lan manor’s eldest young master, Lan Mo Xian, married in junzhu manor’s junzhu, Hua Mu Qing. Ever since the two of them became engaged, they’ve been preparing for their wedding. but it couldn’t be helped that they haven’t found an appropriate opportunity. With everyone in the capital and New Years’ Eve being a good day, Lan Jian Jun decided on a day for the two of them to marry. Lan Mo Xian and Hua Mu Qing were mutually in love, so they naturally prepared for the wedding.

Lan Mo Xian wasn’t the type to be extravagant and wasteful. Though Lan Mo Xian’s wedding, it wasn’t overly extravagant. But as it is the General’s manor, despite not being extravagant, other families could not compare to it. Many of the capital’s prominent families came to attend the wedding.

Lan Jian Jun changed out of his usual uniform and into a festive black robe lined with gold. He stood in the grand hall of Lan manor greeting all the guests’ good wishes with a smile. At this moment, he felt the joy of a father, feeling joy for his son for finding his own happiness.

Because Hua Mu Qing didn’t have any relatives in the capital, nor did she have any other friends, fearing she would be lonely, Lan You Nian brought Lan Qu and the others to junzhu manor. Bai Lian, too, came to junzhu manor from the guest palace, to accompany her as Hua Mu Qing’s friend.

A mama of the palace was currently brushing Hua Mu Qing’s hair and doing her makeup. The complicated headdress weighed down on Hua Mu Qing’s head. Hua Mu Qing blinked her eyes helplessly at Lan You Nian and Yue Bai Lian, complaining in misery, “This headdress is so heavy!”

Lan You Nian and Yue Bai Lian caught each other’s eye and snickered. Lan You Nian comforted, “It can’t be helped. Aren’t all brides like this? Just bear with it for a while!” She knew Hua Mu Qing was a simple and frank girl, so her usual attire was very simple. She preferred to disguise herself as a man, because it was more comfortable to scamper about in.

The mama doing the hair and makeup dusted Hua Mu Qing’s face with a faint layer of powder and her light pink lips were also touched with scarlet. The bright red wedding dress made Hua Mu Qing appear even more fiery and zealous, as if she could ignite the entire sky. It’s no wonder people say women are most beautiful on their wedding day, Lan You Nian quite perceived this.

Maybe because she wasn’t used to such an attire, Hua Mu Qing couldn’t help from fidgeting around, but such painstaking bride’s makeup didn’t allow for carelessness. Yue Bai Lian couldn’t couldn’t bear it and held Hua Mu Qing down, not allowing her to mess up her makeup.

“Nian’er meimei, I…” Hua Mu Qing was suddenly afraid as she clutched Lan You Nian’s hand, “I’m nervous!”

Lan You Nian gently patted the hand Hua Mu Qing placed on hers, comfortingly, “Don’t be nervous. Look, you have us friends with you and you’ll have a husband like older brother in the future, as well as Father, older sister Mu Qing, things will get better!”

Hua Mu Qing pulled Lan You Nian and Yue Bai Lian on each respective hand, saying, “After my parents passed away, I never felt any warmth. Many people found my uninhibited tomboyish personality shameful. I thought I will continue to be like this forever, but I didn’t expect to meet you guys and I obtained friends. I never imagined I would end up together with Lan Mo Xian. I will have a family. Nian’er meimei, do you know, you really are my lucky star!”

Lan You Nian smiled warmly and said, “From now on you are your own lucky star…”

In a few moments, the news came that the groom has arrived. Because Hua Mu Qing no longer had any relatives, there wasn’t all that many formalities. Lan Mo Xian, as the groom, directly walked into the bridal chamber. Landing his eyes on Hua Mu Qing who wore a veil over her head, he felt a burst of excitement in his heart.

Not only Lan Mo Xian came to pick up the bride, there was also He Chu Yang and Gui San. Originally, it had nothing to do with Gui San. It was Jing Wu An who was supposed to come, but it couldn’t be helped Gui San kept pestering Lan You Nian until she agreed to let him come. Gui San simply loved to ogle all the fun.

“Older brother, where’s my red envelope?” Lan You Nian stood beside Hua Mu Qing, giggling mischievously. “If there’s no red envelope, I won’t let the bride go!”

[T/N: in a traditional chinese wedding, if the groom wanted to take the bride from her maiden home, he had to give out red envelopes (money) to the girls from the bride’s side of the family]

Lan Mo Xian let out a laugh as Gui San, part of the bridal escort, passed out all the previously prepared red envelopes to Lan You Nian, Bai Lian and the others, ignoring He Chu Yang who looked like he’s about to stop him and Lan Mo Xian who seemed to want to speak but was forced to swallow his tongue. The only thing Gui San knew was to give all his money to his little junior sister.

Lan You Nian and Yue Bai Lian helped the veiled Hua Mu Qing walk out of junzhu manor. There was nothing worth lingering for in this place for Hua Mu Qing. Yue Bai Lian helped Hua Mu Qing up the bridal sedan chair while Lan Mo Xian mounted his towering steed. On the road, drums and music reverted in the streets as they headed towards Lan manor.

On the way, many people ogled Lan manor’s eldest young master and junzhu’s wedding, appearing to be bustling with noise and excitement. As for Lan You Nian, she was suddenly carried away by Feng Yi Xuan in the hustle bustle of activity, because Feng Yi Xuan was displeased his Nian Nian actually spent so long with Hua Mu Qing.

But fortunately, Feng Yi Xuan didn’t overstep his boundaries. After he returned Lan You Nian to Lan manor, Feng Yi Xuan straightened out Lan You Nian’s somewhat disheveled clothing and said, “Our wedding ceremony will be even more beautiful than this!”