Chapter 151: Dragon Boat Festival (Section Middle) 2

“Are we done preparing?” Su Shuilian walked out of the room and saw Chun Lan directing a group of maids and servants hurrying out from Bamboo Garden.

“Yes Madam. We’ve prepared everything as you wanted. We just need to put up the couplets and the happiness symbols. But I’ve already asked the servants to affix them.” Chun Lan reported smilingly. It was good that they had many helpers in the house during the Dragon Boat Festival so they just needed to hire several helpers from the town to prepare the ceremony. They spent less than two hours cleaning the place and preparing everything. It has been quite a long time since the main house had celebrated such a joyous event. As soon as they heard about the wedding, everybody was so happy.

“Mmm, send someone to wait at the door. I think the embroidery house will deliver the dowry.” Su Shuilian nodded, asking Chun Lan then hurried to the octagonal gazebo by the lotus lake. Indeed, except for Si Tuo, who hadn’t returned, the other three were standing there, discussing something.

“A Yao,” she waved Lin Si Yao.

“What happened?” Lin Si Yao jumped out of the gazebo, supporting his wife as they made their way up the pavilion.

“That, Si Luo, don’t you need to change into your wedding attire?” Situ Yun had returned from the embroidery house and brought back Jiang Yun Yue’s annoyance together with a pair of wedding attires for the bride and the groom. No matter how rushed, her sister still needed a decent wedding dress.

“Wedding clothes? Right, right, A Luo, I’ll go with you.” Si Chong hastily pulled Si Luo, who was somewhat in a daze, out of the gazebo.

“The wedding room is right in Bamboo Garden. Don’t get lost.” Su Shuilian called after them to remind them.

“Are you tired?” Lin Si Yao supported her, returning to the main house.

“I’m not tired. I just feel Si Luo is a little native in some aspects.” Su Shuilian muttered angrily.

“Naive? Ha…” Lin Si Yao chuckled, holding her tight, and whispering in her ear. “My performance was much better than his, right?”

Her ears suddenly felt hot as she remembered the scene when they got married. It was still vivid in her mind, as if it had just happened.

At that time, they knew nothing. They had just used the information they could get from their neighbors or their own experience.

“Si Luo is just embarrassed. He has never thought about getting married. In other words, assassins like us never had any hope of getting married or having a family and kids.”

“But Ying Yun had been waiting for him for three years.” It’s not fair! She furrowed her brows.

“She didn’t guide Si Luo what to do. Don’t think that waiting can give you everything.” Lin Si Yao pouted his lips in protest.

“What about you? Why did you… want to marry me at that time?”

“I know more than Si Luo…” A smile sparkled at the bottom of his eyes. The corners of his lips curved, charming her. They had had kids and she was still shy when looking at him…

Around 4 p.m., eighteen horse carriages with the symbol of Yue Yun Embroidery House carrying full of dowry entered He Yuan.

The servants had to unload the dowry until their legs turned sore.

“Since Yun-er likes you, being her sister, what else could I say? I just hope that you will treat her well.” Jiang Ying Yue sat on the front seat, receiving a toast from Si Luo. Her displeasure gradually subsided. Right, what else could she say? This simple wedding was much better than leaving her younger sister living absent-minded as she had been the past three years.

“After the wedding, I will not insist Yun-er to still work at the embroidery house, but you two have to come home to visit your sister every Lunar New Year’s Eve. Understood?” Jiang Ying Yue understood that after her sister married this man, she would possibly travel around. Except for sighing, she couldn’t do anything else. If their parents were still alive, they would never let Yun-er get married in such a condition. Fortunately the embroidery house’s business was good. She would divide the profits every year and send one half to Yun-er and her husband. They wouldn’t need to wander around much. Jiang Ying Yue didn’t know that although Si Luo looked poor, his savings weren’t less than the networth of the embroidery house.

“Don’t worry, sister-in-law. I will definitely bring her home.” Si Luo nodded. He finally felt how important he was in Jiang Ying Yun’s heart. She must have explained her intentions to her sister. Otherwise, who would want to give their precious sister to a cold-hearted assassin like him?

After they had done arranging the dowry, the auspicious time came.

Watching Jiang Ying Yue lead Jiang Yingyun, with her red veil on, to Si Luo’s hand, Su Shuilian could no longer hold her tears.

Reluctantly, Lin Si Yao hugged her. He knew that she was happy for Jiang Ying Yue, but he didn’t feel happy when he saw her cry.

Jian Yue stood behind Su Shuilian, trying to suppress her aching heart. These three years, she had seen all of Jiang Ying Yun’s actions and efforts, but she couldn’t learn from her. At least, Si Luo came back here several times a year and he didn’t avoid Jiang Ying Yun. What about Si Tuo? He tried to stay away from her sight, and he didn’t even come home during the Dragon Boat Festival this year.

Three years ago, she felt grateful to her Emperor who had allowed her to stay here and manage the main house of Qing Tian Private Mansion. Her job was to watch over their empty house and cooperate with Fan Hua Private Mansion to protect He Yuan’s peace. They surely did hope that she could receive the happiness she deserved. What a pity he didn’t want her…

The reception was really elaborate and delicious. Although it was a short notice wedding, no matter what, they were gathering here to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival. Anyway, tonight, they welcomed more people from the embroidery house so they only needed to prepare more tables. The house of the Jing family, who had moved to the city two years ago, was really spacious; it was enough to hold a dozen tables, let alone just six tables for the wedding.

After three rounds of wine, the guests left. Si Chong had shooed the newly-wed couple to their wedding room to tease them.

Su Shuilian and Lin Si Yao brought their three kids back to their home. On the spacious yard, except for the maids and the servants, only Jian Yue was sitting absent-mindedly in the corner.

“Eh? Jian Yue? Why are you still here?” Yang Jing Zhi, who forgot her coat, returned to fetch it. Seeing somebody sitting in the dark corner, she asked in surprise.

“Yeah, I’m going now.” Jian Yue lightly nodded before getting up.

Yang Jing Zhi looked at her lonely figure moving further away. She couldn’t hide her sigh, hurrying to catch up with the other. “It’s late tonight, can I stay with you tonight?” She suddenly remembered the girl’s night she used to partake in university.

“It’s up to you.” Jian Yue glanced at her, replying casually. That house was so vast but so lonely. Anyway, she couldn’t feel her loneliness for quite a long time.

“Good. Let’s go… We can keep drinking; I just stole a jar of Osmanthus flower wine.” Yang Jing Zhi sniggered, taking out an Osmanthus flower wine jar that was still sealed.

Men always came and went away… They weren’t good at all…

Only women understood each other. They would comfort themselves and drown their sorrows…