Chapter 1141: Carried Across the Threshold

First Volume_Chapter 1141: Carried Across the Threshold

Under Qin Feng's intensely anticipatory gaze, the procession slowly appeared at the Door.

As the Send-off Escort halted, the carriage came to a stop just outside the Fu Men.

The maid hurried onto the carriage, lifted the curtain, and helped the bride step out; seeing the bright red Wedding Garment, Qin Feng immediately realized the first bride to enter the household was Xie Yun'er.

After all, this Wedding Garment was unmistakable—though exquisitely ornate, its rank was clearly evident.

Since the bride's feet must not touch the ground, the maid quickly placed a stool beside the carriage for Xie Yun'er to step down onto.

Meanwhile, at Shen Qingci's signal, Qin Feng stepped forward, gazing at Xie Yun'er standing before him, her fragrance filling the air; his inner excitement rivaled that of his conquest of the Di.

The Liang custom for weddings did not include "carrying the bride."

The carpet stretched continuously from the Xi Tang all the way to the Door, and the maid handed one end of the red silk ribbon to Qin Feng and the other to Xie Yun'er.

Suspended from the center of the ribbon was a large, joyous embroidered ball.

Qin Feng merely needed to pull Xie Yun'er forward using the red silk ribbon.

After all, the Wedding Garment was not only loose but also featured flowing wide sleeves, exuding an ethereal elegance unsuitable for exaggerated movements.

But Qin Feng paid no heed—he yanked the red silk ribbon from the maid's hands, tossed it aside, then strode over to the carriage.

He scooped Xie Yun'er up in his arms.

Unbeknownst to him, since stepping into the carriage, Xie Yun'er's nerves had been taut—she had never felt so restrained in her entire life.

Wedding day was of immense importance to any woman.

Especially…

As a Imperial Consort, she had planned to follow behind Li Xiaolan and Jing Qianying, observe closely, learn well, and wait until her turn—then she wouldn't be so nervous.

But the result…

Xie Yun'er, who held the lowest status and family background, became the first bride to cross the threshold.

Xie Yun'er never imagined the two most powerful women in Liang and Di would be so humble and magnanimous; beyond astonishment, she felt overwhelming emotion.

With Qin Feng's love and the protection of the two principal Imperial Consorts, Xie Yun'er felt full confidence in her future life.

This overwhelming sense of happiness made her body burn, her calves tremble slightly, and her mind spin dizzily.

Just as she held her breath, preparing to enter, she felt the red silk ribbon suddenly snatched away.

Xie Yun'er's heart leapt—she feared some disturbance had occurred.

As she grew anxious, two strong, powerful arms suddenly lifted her entire body off the ground.

Losing her balance, Xie Yun'er instinctively clung tightly to Qin Feng's neck.

"What's going on?"

Xie Yun'er muttered inwardly: "Isn't this a wedding? Why am I being suddenly carried? Could someone be causing trouble, and Qin Feng fears for his safety?"

Before Xie Yun'er could sort out her thoughts, murmurs erupted all around.

"Good heavens, what is the Prince doing?"

"This is a proper wedding—why is he acting so foolishly?"

"We expected no outsiders to disrupt, but now the groom himself is causing chaos."

"Wait… has anyone ever forbidden carrying the bride across the threshold?"

"Hmph, what's wrong with that? I think it's wonderful—it shows the Qin Prince truly loves his bride."

"If they themselves don't mind, why are you worrying? Besides, the Qin Prince has always been unconventional—so long as it's not outrageous, it's fine."

"Wow, how enviable—if my husband carried me across the threshold on our wedding day, how wonderful!"

"Hey! What are you daydreaming about in broad daylight?"

Among the guests, watching Qin Feng's bold act, no one was confused—some even praised it.

Though Liang's atmosphere was conservative, it was not rigidly bound by tradition; as long as it didn't amount to "the collapse of rites," people were willing to accept novelty.

At this moment, Xie Yun'er understood—it wasn't an intrusion.

Qin Feng had simply had a sudden idea: carrying the bride across the threshold better expressed his affection.

"This… this is utterly mortifying!"

"You've changed so much since your journey to Di—I thought you'd become a completely different person, yet… you're still the same old you."

Though she scolded him inwardly, Xie Yun'er was delighted.

Who among all women in Heaven doesn't wish to be cherished in a man's arms?

Who says a noble daughter, born into a great family, is destined from birth to be a Sacrifice?

Xie Yun'er was living proof—she had married the man she loved, and he loved her in return.

This marriage had nothing to do with political alliance.

It was the natural culmination of sincere love.

Xie Yun'er trembled with embarrassment but did not resist Qin Feng's bold act.

Instead, she gently rested her head against his shoulder, showing submission.

At that moment, Qin Feng's voice drifted through the Bridal Veil—soft, audible only to Xie Yun'er.

"Yun'er, from today on, you are my wife!"

"Hehehe, all the debts I owed you in the past, I will repay tenfold."

Wife…

Hearing Qin Feng's address, Xie Yun'er's heart raced—her cheeks burned as if on fire.

Fortunately, the Bridal Veil concealed her face; otherwise, she would have made a spectacle of herself.

Suppressing her shyness, Xie Yun'er whispered through the veil: "Then I shall rely on my husband's care from now on."

Hearing this, Qin Feng burst into delight: "Hehehe, rely on me? I'll cherish you day and night."

Day and night?!

Xie Yun'er only felt her breathing quicken, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"You... how can you start talking nonsense again!"

"Today is a day of great joy, don't go asking for a beating."

Since Qin Feng returned to Jingdu, Xie Yun'er's temperament had become unusually gentle.

At first Qin Feng thought it was because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Xie Yun'er had grown up, becoming more steady.

But now, Qin Feng realized—this girl, where had she become gentle? Clearly it was just because they hadn't seen each other for so long, and she was putting on an act for the moment.

See, the moment he provoked her anger, her true colors immediately showed.

Realizing that Xie Yun'er was still the same unruly girl as before, Qin Feng was instead even happier.

"That's more like it!"

"The woman of I, Qin Feng, has the capital to be unruly!"

Xie Yun'er's breathing quickened once again; her mouth threatened to deal with Qin Feng, but her body uncontrollably went limp and collapsed into Qin Feng's embrace.

What primary consort or secondary consort, they're just titles.

Once Xie Yun'er entered the Qin Family, she was Qin Feng's rightful wife.

And as long as she was his wife, no one would dare bully Xie Yun'er—even members of the Qin Family themselves would not be allowed.

This is Qin Feng's absolutely domineering love?!