74 The Wedding 1 (1/2)

On the day of her wedding, Jiang Mingyue was awakened early in the morning when Xiao Mi nudged against her face. Mingyue stretched up on the bed and sat up when she realized that it was her special day. When Mingyue saw the black cat, she immediately lifted Xiao Mi and kissed Xiao Mi on his head. ”Xiao Mi,” Mingyue petted the black cat. ”Pray for me that everything will go smoothly today.”

Xiao Mi lifted his head to look at Mingyue's smiling face. He meowed once, rubbed his face against Mingyue's cheek, and looked away. When there was a knocking on the door, Xiao Mi jumped down from Mingyue's bed and waited in front of the door. As soon as the maidservants entered the room, Xiao Mi stood up and walked out to find something to eat.

”Good morning, young miss.” the maidservant bowed. Then, they helped Mingyue to wash up. When Mingyue has done freshened up, Ying Yi entered her room carrying her wedding robe.

”Ying Yi! You're here,” Jiang Mingyue smiled.

Ying Yi handed the wedding robe to one of her maidservants and went to Mingyue's side. Her hands moved as she congratulated Mingyue.

Mingyue pulled Ying Yi into her embrace and sighed. ”Thank you.” she pulled away and spoke again. ”Help me dress up.”

Just as Mingyue put on her dress, she could hear a commotion outside. She turned to the door and saw her mother walked in with her sister-in-law. A few servants and a madam were trailing behind her mother. The smile on Mingyue's lips grew wider when she saw her mother.

Han Yunyi stood a few steps away from her daughter to observe Mingyue with love. Her eyes grew misty as she realized that her daughter has grown up, and in a few hours, she will be a married woman.

”Mother,” Mingyue went to her mother's side and held both her hands. ”Don't cry. Or else, I will cry too.”

”I can't believe that my daughter has grown up,” Han Yunyi forced a smile.

”Mother, today is a happy occasion, don't cry,” Mingyue's sister-in-law, Wen Ji coaxed.

”You're right,” Han Yunyi nodded. She dabbed the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief and sobered up. Then, Han Yunyi pulled Mingyue towards her dressing table. ”Come. Let me help you to comb your hair.”