Miss Donggong's eyes widened.

What kind of nonsense is this...

They had already completed the marriage ceremony, and she had mentally prepared herself, but now this man was saying he wouldn't marry her?

He wanted to marry someone else...

And even added... "them."

She didn't know why, but she suddenly grew furious, furrowing her brows tightly in shock and suspicion. She then saw that the princess who had competed with her for the golden hairpin was approaching.

Chen Yi casually scooped her up and placed her beneath the bedframe.

The little fox glanced at Miss Donggong with concern, her eyes carrying a trace of apology, but she still turned back and greeted Chen Yi with a playful smile.

Taking advantage of the moment while Sister Weiyang and Master Zhou weren't paying attention, she quickly picked up the wedding wine.

Zhou Yitang silently lifted the bowl of half-cooked dumplings.

Yin Weiyin, full of self-satisfaction, was admiring Dong Gong Ruoshu when she suddenly realized the two women had taken action. She hurriedly bent down, disregarding her dignity, and snatched the bride's red veil, draping it over her own head.

As the red veil was pulled away, Dong Gong Ruoshu abruptly felt a sense of dejection...

The husband she had just married was going to complete the final step of matrimony with another woman,

and yet, all she could do was watch from beneath the bedframe...

"Miss Donggong, would you mind being the bridesmaid?" the female crown asked calmly.

The slow, deliberate words pierced Dong Gong Ruoshu's heart even deeper, and she could only produce muffled sobs.

Meanwhile, Yin Weiyin, with the stolen red veil, stepped forward ahead of everyone and approached Chen Yi.

Chen Yi saw through her little scheme but decided to indulge her. He gently lifted the red veil and set it aside.

Then, he lightly placed a kiss on her lips.

Yin Weiyin's gaze turned soft like water. She wanted to come up with some sweet words, but none came to mind, and she couldn't bring herself to speak. Instead, she only laughed foolishly, utterly embarrassed!

Chen Yi patiently waited as Yin Weiyin's gaze met his, and a myriad of emotions swept through her heart.

"Husband, I..."

Her thoughts surged and she was just about to murmur her feelings aloud.

"Eat dumplings."

Suddenly, the one-armed lady broke in with her voice, cutting her off.

Chen Yi turned his head and saw Zhou Yitang approaching with the bowl of half-cooked dumplings.

Holding the bowl with one hand, Zhou Yitang paused as Chen Yi quickly picked up the chopsticks.

He grabbed a dumpling with his chopsticks and ate it.

Beside him, Yin Tingxue held the wedding wine and laughed, asking, "Raw or not?"

The dumpling was clearly raw, and Chen Yi laughed, saying, "Raw."

Then, both of them turned their gaze simultaneously toward Zhou Yitang.

The one-armed lady remained expressionless.

For a long while, she didn't say a word, then retracted the porcelain bowl and turned away.

Chen Yi let out a sigh and lowered his eyes in melancholy. She still couldn't cross that barrier.

Just as he turned toward Yin Tingxue, ready to offer the little fox an apologetic smile,

"…The dumpling's raw."

Chen Yi turned his head back and saw Zhou Yitang, her back to him, picking up a dumpling and eating it herself.

"…Raw."

Chen Yi's lips curved gently upward as he shook his head with a quiet laugh. He had always understood her stubbornness clearly, and because of that, her intentions felt like sand slipping through the cracks of his fingers.

Meanwhile, the female crown, witnessing this sweet and tender moment between her husband and another, felt a surge of irritation. But she quickly thought to herself that, regardless of everything, it was her red veil that Chen Yi had lifted...

After Chen Yi lingered in his sadness for a while, Yin Tingxue stepped forward and offered him the wine cup.

"Drink," she said, her face flushed.

Chen Yi turned back and smiled faintly, taking the wedding wine and handing it to the little fox.

Yin Tingxue's cheeks burned brightly as she stole a glance at Chen Yi, then lowered her head completely. Her thoughts, fleeting like snowflakes, lingered briefly before vanishing.

Chen Yi's gaze softened as he said:

"Silly girl, why are you so shy?"

"Because… I'm about to marry you."

She blurted out instinctively, her face reddening even further. She still didn't touch the wine in front of her but instead fumbled around in her sleeve for something. After a long while, she finally retrieved it.

"To celebrate Lantern Festival, I made you a little paper boat."

Chen Yi froze for a moment, then took the paper boat and tucked it carefully into his chest. After thinking for a moment, he reached into Square Land and pulled out something.

He held it out in front of her.

Yin Tingxue looked closely and saw that it was a wooden sculpture resembling a person. Its base was carved into flower petals, but the face was featureless. It was extremely crude, as if the carver's skills were lacking.

Chen Yi spoke softly: "I promised to give you a Bodhisattva."

Yin Tingxue took it into her hands and burst into laughter: "It's so ugly."

Chen Yi, hearing her, was ready to scold her, but his hand suddenly felt damp — she had started to cry.

"Chen Yi…"

"Hmm?"

Yin Tingxue, tears streaming down her cheeks, wanted to say something but froze in embarrassment, unable to speak despite several attempts. She ended up laughing at herself instead. After thinking for a moment, she decided not to speak.

After all, everything she wanted to say was already written in the paper boat.

She lowered her head and sipped the wedding wine. The bowl was only slightly redder than her face.

Chen Yi also drank the wine she offered him.

The wine bowls emptied.

They were married...

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