Continue walking in, and there are obviously more people waiting for the second passageway at the end of the corridor than the first one.

  "Come on, young master, let's have a match. You're going to marry our leader's daughter, you can't be too weak under her hand. After all, you're now the brother-in-law of our martial arts world."

  Qī Yòu certainly wouldn't take action himself, and no one knows how skilled he is with his hands. It's not that there haven't been times when he had to use force, it's just that there hasn't been a need for him to go all out yet.

  Liáng Shìtāo stepped forward, his sleeve fluttering, "Today the groom's clothes can't be messy, I'll keep him company."

  The man who spoke looked him up and down a few times, nodded, "Okay."

  On such days, of course, no one would go all out, and after a few exchanges, they would just stop at the point of contact. Outsiders watch the excitement, insiders watch the skills, and Liang Shitao's foundation is solid enough to be considered among the new generation of martial artists who are ranked in the top.

  "Brother, how does the groom compare to you?"

  "Only high, no low."

  "It's over."

  Qī Yòu's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly surprised that it had been so easy to pass, and the red envelope had prepared a lot for him. He had originally thought that he would have to make a big sacrifice this time.

  The third pass was in front of the bridal chamber door, and Hua Ruyi personally guarded the pass. She looked at her new brother-in-law with a majestic aura. Hua Ruyi had no intention of making things difficult for him, although she wanted to give him a warning. However, today she had lost face, and she was worried that Qi You would vent his frustrations on Ruyi.

  Qiu You adjusted his sleeve mouth, slightly bowed his waist and raised his hand in a salute, "Brother."

  Unexpectedly, Hua Ru Yi nodded his head in acceptance of the gift and then stepped aside, just as others were still wondering how he had passed so easily. Then they heard him say: "The final test is that you must let Ruchu personally agree to open the door."

  "Ha, that's a good idea." The brothers from the martial arts world started to cheer, saying really, they also wanted to see what Yiyu's little sister looked like. They had been to the Huas' before, but never saw the third miss of the Hua family.

  No chance of seeing each other's face, but it's good to hear each other's voice!

  Qī Yòu's eyebrows jumped slightly, imperceptibly. Whose idea was this, Huá Rúyì's or the person inside? If it was Huá Rúyì, then he probably just wanted to make things difficult for himself. But if it was his soon-to-be wife who came up with it, that would be interesting.

  His index finger habitually tapped his middle finger in his sleeve, he had always liked to be decisive and fatal. Quietly waiting for the people around him to make enough noise before slightly raising his voice: "As before, from now on, all internal affairs will be handled by you with full authority, I won't interfere, and the silver money in my hand will also be handed over to you as is, let you take charge of the household, I don't know if As Before is willing."

  They used "Ru Chu" instead of "Madam" or "Lady", only those with a heart would know the difference, and everyone in the house had a heart.

  The music had stopped, the inner courtyard was quiet, everyone was waiting, they also wanted to know if Qi You's words would satisfy the new bride inside.

  The wait wasn't long before the door opened, and Feng Gong smiled brightly as she supported the bride, dressed in auspicious attire, to the front of the door. The voice under the red veil was crisp and clear, entering everyone's ears: "As you wished."

  Qī Yòu's eyes flashed with a thread of joy, and at this moment, he had the feeling that he was really going to get married. He walked to the door, lifted up the corner of his robe, and squatted down. Feng Gong and Yun Shu supported the bride as she bowed onto Qī Yòu's back, and Qī Yòu effortlessly stood up with her on his back.

  Whether they came to see the bride off or to receive her, everyone's face was filled with smiles. The more straightforward martial artists burst into cheers, "Carrying the daughter-in-law onto the flower sedan chair!"

  "Carrying his daughter-in-law onto the bridal sedan chair."

  Hua Ru Chu's hands grasped the man's shoulders, and through the veil of her wedding headdress, she assessed that her husband was just barely passable in height. The hard feeling beneath her palms told her his build should also be more than adequate. As for his face, who knows what it looked like up close? As long as it wasn't completely pockmarked, it would still be acceptable based on the glimpse she caught of him from a distance that day on the boat.

  So should I say she's lucky? A blind marriage unexpectedly brought her such a person, but it's unknown what kind of personality he has, and whether he'll be satisfied with himself or not. Even if he's not satisfied, there's no use, this deal can't be returned.

  Joy is reborn, the distance is not far, the weight is not heavy, but Qi You feels the pressure, this person, from now on, will be his wife who shares weal and woe with him, the mother of his child.

  He escorted the bride into the sedan chair, then turned to Hua Ruoyi and bowed. Qi Youfei mounted his horse, looking spirited and full of joy, with a noticeable increase in happiness compared to when he arrived. The expression in his eyes also softened slightly.

  "Let's get going!"

  Hua Ruyi clenched her fists and her nose turned sour, the little sister who had been in pain for over ten years was about to become someone else's, and it would be difficult to meet again in the future.

  Zeng Huaming, who had grown up with him since childhood, patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, we have to see you home. Your uncle and aunt can't come, so you must show your best state and let the Qi family know that if a daughter of the Hua family is bullied, the Hua family will not let it go easily. Don't worry, our brothers will definitely help you make a good impression."

  Hua Ruyi punched her good friend and mounted her horse, "Don't use too much force, or the Qi family will take us for bandits and we'll lose face in front of Ru Yi."

  "Haha, today is the day we turn Qi's house upside down and they'll still put up with it. Brothers, let's go."

  "Let's go, let's ride."

  Qī Yǒu listened to the conversation between the two without missing a single word, and his curiosity about Huá Rú Chū grew even more. To be able to make an older brother suffer to such an extent, she must have something extraordinary about her.

  He seems to be looking forward to the days ahead, hopefully his wife won't let him down.

  "He's back! He's back! Quick, light the firecrackers."

  The farewell ceremony three days ago was so memorable that whether it was the common people who came to watch the excitement or those who came to the Qi Manor to drink the wedding wine, there were far more than expected.

  The main gate of the Qi Mansion was wide open, and even the stone lions in front of the gate were tied with red silk. At this time, the servants lit up all the firecrackers around, making a lively crackling sound.

  Qī yòu got off the horse, under the guidance of Feng Gong, kicked the sedan chair with one foot, and then squatted down to carry the bride on his back, crossing over the fire basin, symbolizing the burning away of all inauspiciousness. In Yangzhou's grand wedding, this fire basin was supposed to be crossed by the bride herself, but unexpectedly, in Jizhou's customs, it was the husband who carried her across. Didn't they worry that the groom would be too weak to carry someone across? Hua Ruochu thought, lying on the man's back.

  "Welcome, young master and mistress." The servants lined up in front of the door knelt down to pay their respects, a customary greeting for new arrivals.

  Qī Yòu stopped in his tracks and heard Huá Rúchū say: "No need for formalities, Cloud Book, reward."

  "Yes." The servants in Jingli's household each received a red envelope with two taels of silver, which was considered very generous.

  Qī yòu lightly turned over, carrying people on his back, and then went inside again.

  Jizhou customs are different from Yangzhou, but it's not necessary to carry people all the way into the house. As long as they cross the fire pit, they can put the person down. Qiyou doesn't know if he just wants to show off in front of Hua Ruyi or what, anyway, deep down he is willing to carry her like this, and following his heart's desire isn't shameful, is it?

  All the way, he was laughed at by many people, both kind and malicious. Qi You pretended that he hadn't heard anything, his expression didn't change in the slightest, but he shifted half of his attention to the person behind him. He didn't know if his wife could bear these jokes, compared to the real thing, these were nothing.

  The person on his back was clinging to his shoulders, the force from head to toe was the same, as if... these people were talking about someone else's business, and it had nothing to do with her.

  Qī Yòu couldn't help but admit, he was getting more and more anticipated.

  The timing was all calculated, after a round of teasing along the way, they finally entered the main house. Qi You put her down and took one end of the red silk from the matchmaker, putting it in her hand - her hand was very soft, not like someone who often held swords, he still didn't believe that she was in the martial arts world, and that Hua Ruochu wouldn't know any martial skills.

  In the hall, Old Master Qi and his wife were beaming with joy, sitting up straight. Mr. Qi Zhongyan and Mrs. Qi Wushi sat on either side of them, both having made an effort to dress up for the occasion. As the parents of the groom, they were also delighted, even though their son was not particularly close to them; after all, blood ties still mattered.

  "When the auspicious moment arrives, the newlyweds pay their respects."

  "I bow to heaven and earth."

  "Two bows in front of the ancestral hall." The four people sitting upright all acknowledged this courtesy, and even the serious old face of the elderly gentleman had a hint of a smile.

  The couple bowed to each other. Hua Ru was careful not to leave any marks as she retreated a little in the direction of movement, worried that if they bumped their foreheads while bowing, it would be too embarrassing.

  Qī Yòu had been doing things that required him to be observant, so he naturally noticed her movements. He hadn't figured it out yet, but when they both bent down, it suddenly clicked. For a moment, Qī Yòu felt like laughing, but unfortunately, his face hadn't expressed emotions in a long time, and only a hint of amusement leaked from his eyes. Of course, no one noticed this, as he was too used to hiding himself; at the moment when he wanted to laugh, he subconsciously lowered his head, concealing the change.

  "Send into the bridal chamber."

  With this shout, the young masters of the aristocratic families who had a good relationship with the Qi family all started teasing, "Send off the bridal chamber and take a look at the new bride!"

  Supported by her mother-in-law, she moved forward with her hand held by a slightly rough but very warm and powerful hand. This was her man. The strong sense of belonging made Hua Ruyi feel at ease in an entirely strange environment, and the warmth brought by this hand made her feel especially comforted and nostalgic.

  "Mind the threshold." A low male voice reminded her in her ear, as if sensing her distraction, his hand tightening slightly.

  "Alright."

  A subtle ambiguity flowed between the two, even when surrounded by a crowd of people, with voices ringing out, no one could break this ambiguity, until they sat down on the bed and it was automatically lifted.

  "Hurry up, hurry up, lift the red veil, we want to see the bride! Gentlemen, are you impatient?"

  "Hurry up, Brother Qi Shi, don't leave a mark."

  Whose bride is this, anyway? Why are they more anxious than themselves? After calming down the excited heart, Qiyou picked up the wedding fan and steadily lifted the red silk cloth.

  The sudden brightness in front of her made Hua Ru close her eyes, the numerous gazes concentrated on her didn't make her feel shy, but it was the one closest to her that made her heart skip a beat. This person would be her husband.

  She slightly raised her head, looking into the man's eyes, and saw the surprise and joy flashing in his eyes. Surprise... Hua Ru Chun hooked up the corner of her mouth, how could they think of themselves as so unromantic?

  P.S: This chapter was written with blood and tears, I wanted to write the plot, but not these too rigid things, so tired, please recommend votes for comfort.