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Chapter 230: Chapter 230 Modification 6
The photo shoot finally ended.
As soon as Han Jiaojiao returned to her room, she began to change her clothes. She was exhausted; having shot photos from ten in the morning until five in the afternoon with only an hour’s break for lunch. Most importantly, for the sake of good photo effects, she had been wearing high heels all the time...
Honestly, it had been a long time since she had worn high heels. Usually, for the convenience of going on missions, she always wore flat canvas shoes or lightweight running sneakers.
Fortunately, the weather had cooled down. Otherwise, she would have been covered in sweat...
Han Jiaojiao took off her outer garments and, wearing only a light camisole, sat on the bed massaging her feet.
Han Yi walked in, closed the door, and turned around to see Han Jiaojiao massaging her feet. He asked, "What’s wrong with your feet?"
Han Jiaojiao shook her head, "Nothing, I just haven’t worn high heels in a while and am not quite used to it."
Han Yi walked over, cradled her feet in his lap, and gently kneaded them.
Han Jiaojiao silently leaned on his shoulder, and both of them did not speak.
Somehow, everything felt surreal... she was actually getting married.
She was going to marry her brother.
Together for so long across two lifetimes, they were finally going to get married. From now on, she would have a new identity, not just as Miss Han, but also as Mrs. Han... his wife.
Thinking about it made her feel so sweet, sweet to the point of seeming unreal...
She was still immersed in her emotions when Han Yi’s kiss came upon her, different from his usual assertiveness, like a gentle breeze and a soft rain, less invasive, more tender, the lingering love seeping into her marrow, wishing for nothing more than to become one with her.
After the kiss, Han Jiaojiao felt somewhat weak, her body soft as she rested against Han Yi. It seemed that even a gentle kiss could be overwhelmingly potent.
Han Yi caressed her cheek, "I wanted to kiss you like this while we were taking photos."
Han Jiaojiao looked at him and smiled, then after a while, she said softly, "Me too."
Whenever the shot captured their eyes meeting, she couldn’t help but be drawn to him, those deep and mysterious eyes seemed to want to pull her entire being into them, her body unwittingly gravitating closer to him.
She loved him.
Just one look from him was enough to make her follow.
And the same was true for him towards her.
— Three days later, a grand wedding was held at the Space-Time Base.
The noise was deafening, the square outside the grand hall was filled with people, not only from the Space-Time Base but also leaders from other bases and prominent families. The city was abuzz with celebrations and lively red decorations; red silk like fire adorned the area. A red carpet stretched from the southern gate of the ancient city all the way to Taihe Hall where the wedding took place. Red lanterns and Red Silk Flower Balls were hung all along the route, radiating an indescribable joy and vitality.
Unfortunately, Han Jiaojiao couldn’t see any of it...
She had thought a traditional Chinese wedding simply involved dressing in traditional clothes, but Han Yi insisted on putting a red veil over her.
The big red satin embroidered with golden tassels left her seeing nothing but a sea of red.
Tian Xinyue was her maid of honor, and to match Han Jiaojiao’s phoenix crown and wedding robe, she also donned an ancient-style dress. Unaccustomed to such attire and tasked with such an important role, Tian Xinyue felt even more nervous than Han Jiaojiao, occasionally running to the carved window to look out.
Liu Ling, also dressed in traditional clothing, ran in from outside, panting, "They’re here, they’re here! The wedding procession has arrived!"
Tian Xinyue rushed to the window with a few steps, then complained, "Zhou Xiaoliang just let them in like that? Weren’t we going to follow customs? Have the door opening rituals been done? No poetry or songs, and they just want to take the bride away like that?"
Liu Ling held back a laugh, "Who dares to stop the leader?"
Han Jiaojiao lifted her veil, yearning to see, but Tian Xinyue swiftly swatted her hand away, "No, no! You have to wait for the leader to lift it!"
Tsk, it’s not like a quick peek would hurt...
While Han Jiaojiao was grumbling to herself, the crackling sound of fireworks suddenly burst outside. Then, she was escorted out of the room by Tian Xinyue and Liu Ling—
Suddenly, someone stuffed a large Red Silk Flower Ball into her hand, and Han Jiaojiao held onto it, surrounded by chaos, the sounds of firecrackers, congratulatory voices, whistles, and cheers...
Music suddenly began to play on both sides! Traditional joyous melodies, like a hundred birds vying for attention, high-pitched and exuberant!
Han Jiaojiao felt completely dazed all at once.
The Red Silk Flower Ball in her hand was gently tugged, and Han Jiaojiao foolishly followed along, then she heard someone’s restrained laughter... Maybe she heard wrong? The music and firecrackers were so loud, she couldn’t hear anything clearly.
Tian Xinyue and Liu Ling were protecting her from either side, tossing something that set the crowd scrambling.
Han Jiaojiao was led forward a few steps when she saw a milk candy fall by her feet.
She kind of wanted to pick it up...
Soon a small hand appeared in her field of vision, sweeping up the candy at her feet in a flash.
Han Jiaojiao: Seems like Tiantian?...
Her thoughts were a jumbled mess as she walked dazedly forward, following the red silk. She wondered: At the other end of the silk, could it be her brother?
She really wanted to lift the veil and take a peek.
As she was thinking this, the person in front stopped, a warm large palm enveloped her small hand, and spiritual power rang directly in her mind, "Baby, it’s time to get on the sedan chair."
It really was her brother.
The last bit of unease in Han Jiaojiao’s heart immediately disappeared.
Han Yi helped her onto the bridal sedan.
After a swaying journey, the music never stopped. Han Jiaojiao was sitting in a sedan for the first time; the swaying felt very novel. She reached out, wanting to lift the veil to peek, but as her hand started to rise, she remembered Tian Xinyue’s admonition and hesitated...
Let’s endure it a bit longer.
Tian Xinyue said that only her husband could lift her veil, symbolizing leaving behind the past and welcoming a new life after the wedding.
Just do it for good luck, it’s not much longer to wait.
The sedan bore her all the way to the main wedding venue; she was led into the hall, and amidst her confusion, bowed a few times, then heard the master of ceremonies loudly declare, "The ceremony is—complete—now—"
Cheers and applause burst forth, and the whole hall reached a pinnacle of noisy excitement! Han Jiaojiao really wanted to know how many people had come to the wedding... How could it be this lively?
Brother, when are you finally going to lift my veil...
In the end, Han Jiaojiao was escorted all the way into the bridal chamber.
—Which was Fenglin Palace, where she and Han Yi usually lived.
As soon as Han Jiaojiao sat on the bed, she relaxed completely, feeling the world go quiet, the raucous noise so distant it was almost inaudible.
That’s what’s great about the ancient city, every palace is as if a hundred thousand li apart, layered and separated, dividing quiet and noise, without disturbing each other.
Suddenly, light appeared before her eyes as Han Yi lifted her red silk veil with one hand holding a steelyard stick.
Han Jiaojiao, caught off guard, looked up at him to find his eyes full of mirth, a blush spreading across her cheeks as she muttered, "...you scared me."
"Didn’t you keep urging me to lift your veil in your mind?" Han Yi said fondly, pinching her little face, "Rest for a while, and later we’ll go out and meet the guests."
The ceremony was only an imitation of ancient traditions, not a direct copy of the old ways; the bride certainly had to meet the guests, after all, she was the wife of the Space-Time Base leader, not the secluded woman of an ancient deep household.
"Were there many people who came?" Han Jiaojiao blinked and asked him.
She hadn’t seen anything just now, only heard the sounds.
"Yes, many. And there were people you know," Han Yi said, removing her crown, answering her. 𝚗ovp𝚞b.𝚌om
