Chapter 68 Wedding
"Are you going to abandon me?"
"Xuan Er..."
An Ming's eyes revealed tenderness. He hugged Fu Xuan and murmured, "I will only think of the day when grandma passed away. One day, I will also reach the end of my life."
"And at that time, you will still be Luofu's fortune teller, and you will have an even brighter future."
An Ming couldn't bear to become a shackle that bound Fu Xuan. She deserved to go to a wider world. As the youngest Taibu in Luofu, she led the fairy boat to move forward.
"I have never coveted the position of Grand Fortune Teller!" Fu Xuan blinked his beautiful eyes, which were filled with sadness and pain. "If there comes a day when your life comes to an end, I am willing to go with you."
"Senior sister!"
"Don't say that," An Ming interrupted Fu Xuan with some heartache, "I have witnessed death with my own eyes, and it was as sad as snow."
An Ming had personally experienced what death felt like, and no one understood the pain of that moment better than he did.
"Then propose to me!"
Fu Xuan's cheek was almost touching An Ming's, and he stared at him without blinking, wanting to get an answer.
Can time block the love between them?
Just like this, is she going to forget everything about the past thirty years with An Ming?
Thirty years is indeed a short moment for the people of Xianzhou, but for Fu Xuan, it is the most precious memory.
"Sister."
"Who am I in your eyes?"
"..."
Fu Xuan held An Ming's cheeks with both hands and said softly, "He is the junior brother that I promised Master to take good care of, the relative that we promised at Grandma's grave, and the only lover that I have ever fallen in love with."
Junior fellow student, younger brother, lover.
Over the years, Fu Xuan sometimes sighed at the wonder of fate. Who would have thought that the four-year-old boy he met in Jingtian Courtyard would be the lover who would accompany him for the rest of his life.
"Xuan'er," An Ming gently held Fu Xuan's rosy lips, and the two of them passionately sought each other's love.
After a long time, their lips parted.
"Is this really fair to you?"
"There is no such thing as fair or unfair, only worth or not." Fu Xuan gently pressed An Ming's lips with his index finger and said with a smile: "I think it's worth it, what about you?"
It was difficult for An Ming to express the emotion in his heart at the moment, and all he could do was express his love for Fu Xuan.
[At the age of 31, you and Fu Xuan chose a wedding date together. It was the early spring when peach blossoms were in full bloom. Although you didn’t invite anyone, you still received several gifts.]
The courtyard is decorated with lights and festive red ribbons and lanterns are hung.
Fu Xuan did not intend to be too ostentatious. He just wanted to hold a wedding with An Ming that was just the two of them. Otherwise, if Tai Bu got married, it would probably cause a sensation throughout Yuque, not to mention the movement of the Fu family.
As long as I can be with An Ming, nothing else matters.
"General Jingyuan, General Yaoguang, Qingque...wait, why does Qingque know that!" Fu Xuan took out a complete set of bamboo Dihuan Qiongyu from the gift box and fell into a long silence.
An Ming found an unexpected gift from it. Although the gift was not signed, he could still guess who the gift belonged to.
"Aini..."
An Ming never heard from Annie after that, and he just hoped that she could be happy too.
"Hubby~Are you thinking about another woman again?" Fu Xuan suddenly poked out half of her pretty little face from behind and teased in a joking voice.
"No, we're just friends."
An Ming naturally knew that Fu Xuan was not really angry. If his wife, the fortune teller, was really angry, she would have kicked him to the grass.
"It's not the auspicious time yet. Get ready and change your clothes."
There was an unconcealable happiness in Fu Xuan's eyes. This day was an auspicious day according to divination. The weather, temperature and even the breeze were perfect for the moment.
This is the most important day. No matter what the future holds, she will have peace and security.
Fu Xuan is the type of person who will not change once she makes up her mind. Even though fate tells her a tragic future, she still insists on pursuing her own happiness.
In the bedroom, Fu Xuan stared at the girl in the mirror and gently took off his clothes. The phoenix crown and bridal bridal gown that had been prepared long ago were neatly stacked on the bed beside him.
She reached out and touched herself in the mirror.
Will you regret it?
Maybe will.
But if you don't do this, you will definitely regret it.
As a short-lived species, An Ming's remaining time is just a brief moment to Fu Xuan. The happier he is now, the more painful he will be in the future.
Fu Xuan knows everything.
As the Luofu Grand Fortune Teller who can see through the past, present and future, how could she not know?
Just like that first kiss.
An Ming on the other side was equally nervous. You couldn't see it on his face, and since it was just a wedding for him and Fu Xuan, his heart was still beating wildly with nervousness.
How could I not be nervous and excited?
From the initial senior sister to the wife today, the two have been together all the way and have long been accustomed to each other's presence. They are soul mates who are even closer than lovers.
Originally, An Ming was going to wear clothes that matched the phoenix coronet and bridal robe, but under Fu Xuan's strong request, he changed into the Cloud Cavalry Guard uniform with a jade omen of a sword head hanging around his waist.
Although he is still only a candidate, Yaoguang still gave him the Jade Sign of the Sword Head, under the pretext that we in Yuque don't have a Jade Sign specifically for candidates, and when you succeed in the challenge, you can just take it directly from An Ming, it's so convenient.
What Fu Xuan wanted to tell An Ming was that since no one recognized you as the Sword Master, she would marry the non-existent Yuque Sword Master who was not recognized by everyone.
A bright red silk was hung outside the door, flowing naturally onto the carpet, with a large "囍" character posted in the center.
The sound of firecrackers rang out outside the yard, and the door was gently pushed open. Fu Xuan's head was covered with a light pink gauze, revealing only his cinnabar-red lips.
Although he couldn't see those beautiful eyes, An Ming seemed to see that Fu Xuan's eyes were shining brightly as if he was smiling, and even the sound of his footsteps was filled with happiness.
The elegant sound of a flute came from outside the courtyard. Among the bamboo forest, Hua raised his head slightly and the ink-colored flute moved away from his lips.
"An Ming."
“This is your story.”
Hua murmured softly, it's not that she didn't want to do some things, but that she couldn't.
Some things have destined people, and changing the trajectory of the event is against God's will.
God's will is like a script. Any unauthorized change will lead to irreversible changes.
"It's like fate, isn't it?"
Hua smiled slightly, put the bamboo flute into his waist, hummed the ancient tune of Xianzhou, and sent his most sincere blessings to the newlyweds.