Liwey Qu

Part 4: The Wedding Day.

Edit : It has been revised, and this part only fixes words containing typo only, no paragraph changes .

Liwey Pov's

Blub...

Chilling...

it's so cold... Where'sme? tight, I can't breathe. Anyone help me. Justjust please. What's the matter? why can't I open my eyes? Am I going to die? whoever I am please help me.

Blub...

The sound of water, where am I? why do I hear the sound of water? Oh my god I don't want to die yet, I have to meet papa and mama before I die.

Uh. warm. I tried to open my eyes. What is this place? This... garden paradise? Am I dead?.

My eyes moved around, then down my body. This shirt..is not the shirt I wore when I fell from the ship to the lake? Where am I and why?

Blowing cold wind hit my body, my eyes narrowed to adjust the dust that flew with the wind. Slowly the wind stopped, opened my eyes and wahh ....

My steps are flung back.

Why is that bandage-eye ghost here? Still with clean white hanfu and snow lotus-white hair. He slowly approached me. Thin smile on his lips. His expression was inexorable, his eyes were closed and what I felt now was a stinging coldness hitting my entire body.

Taps...

I flinched as her white palm slapped gently on my shoulder, my eyes gnawing. The bandage in his eyes slowly disappeared, displaying two different colored irises that I recognized recently.

"Prince 4th," I said. I saw him smiling, sweeping his fingers in front of my face. My head was dizzy, until it was all dark.

~♡~

"Well..." I don't know how many times Liwey woke up sighing. His eyes moved wildly, staring at the wooden ceiling of his room in the peonix pavilion.

"Miss, you finally woke up, too, miss. Jiali's been so worried about you." Liwey slowly got up from his lying down. He stared at Jiali who was pouring water into a jade cup and given it to him.

"I why?" tanyakanya. While starting to sip the sweet water given by Jiali earlier.

"You've been passed out all day, miss, while walking near the lake you suddenly fainted." Liwey nodded. He remembers falling unconscious near the lake due to his trauma.

Just as Liwey was about to lie back down, Yimin and Consort Huang li entered his room. His eyes narrowed as if implying asking 'what are you guys coming here for?'

"Ah... Second sister, you finally realized too. We're here to carry out the initial procession of your marriage." Yimin made a voice while smiling brightly with a forced impression expanding on his lips.

"Who will get married?" All right, Liwey blank for a second.

"Good second sister, did you forget that today is your wedding day." Yimin put on a surprised look, making Liwey raise his eyebrows. Now he remembered that today was his wedding day to the heterochromia prince. Why are Yimin and concubine Huang Li here. Ahh... They want to take whose heart by pretending to be good and participate in Liwey's marriage? Is it possible that they want to get the attention of the 4th prince or Prime Minister Qu? Liwey curled his lips downwards. The trick of the two women in front of him is very easy to read.

"Yes, I know I'm getting married. So. Let Jiali decorate me. I don't need your help." Yimin snorted in annoyance. Honestly, if it wasn't for her mother's coercion, she wouldn't want to contribute to dressing this shameless, stupid girl. If not for the heart and attention of the prime minister he was very lazy to do this. Cih the arrogant girl.

"Based on cocky!" Concubine Huang li scolded dislike. "Already Yimin. We'd better monitor our activities outside than this arrogant girl." Huang Li pulled Yimin's hand out of the room, now that he was fed up with Liwey's dissident attitude.

Liwey stared at the door of his room that had been closed from the outside by Yimin and Consort Huang li.

Now his eyes were turned to look at Jiali.

"Hey... Am I married today?" Jiali. "really?" Once again Jiali nodded.

With a smile that still adorns his lips. Jiali brought the container of rose water closer to Liwey. Hinted Liwey to wash his face.

~♡~

Massive preparations have been made. Red lanterns adorned every corner from the gate to the ancestral altar of the 4th prince's residence. The maids were still busy preparing everything for the welcome of the new empress of this residence.

Starting from decorating the room to providing food, sweets and wine for guests who are present.

Unlike the outside busyness, in the private room of the 4th prince. Accompanied by Mo Xufing-8th pangean. Jing Xuan stood firm. Wedding clothes are neatly worn on his body. His eyes stared straight at the door of the room, waiting for Yubo to take him to the Qu residence to pick up his wife.

"Sister, are you so eager to pick up your empress, that even to sit you can't." Xufing teased. Jing Xuan shook her head, having no intention of replying to his sister's words.

Xufing snorted in annoyance. Rising from his seat, he walked in front of his brother. A question suddenly appeared in his brain. Really he really wanted to ask this in advance, but what is the power. He was taking an additional examination at the Military Academy, so he had no chance to ask. Heh..don't ask. Just looking at the handsome face of this unique eyes owner brother he could not. He's locked up in the Academy like a prison inmate.

"Sir... are you seriously marrying the famous stupid prime minister's daughter?"

Jing Xuan turned a glance, her irises of amber and blue were back at the door of the room.

Exhausted, he answered. "Do you want me to answer honestly or not?"

"No." Xufing said steadily.

Jing Xuan glanced at him, then sat down on his bed. "Then, I'm very serious about marrying Princess Qu Liwey."

Xufing fell silent, hearing her brother's words she already knew, that her brother was not serious and did not even want her marriage to the prime minister's daughter.

Walking closer, Xujing sat down beside the older brother. "Trust me, the gods always give their best to their servants." Xufing patted Jing Xuan's shoulder slowly. Yubo was present shortly. Bowing respectfully gave greetings to the 4th and 8th princes.

"The caravan is ready, your highness the prince. You can already pick up the Empress." Jing Xuan nodded. Waving his hand once hinted Yubo to leave first. Sighs. It was hard for him. For a prince to have an empress is like a foundation of strength for them. But what happens if the queen you marry is helpless and can't do anything? Are you sure you'll have a solid foundation later?

Once again Jing Xuan sighed. He better have to believe the words of his 8th sister. That the gods always give their best to each servant.

~♡~

Liwey stared at the reflection of his face inside the copper mirror. She doesn't care if you guys are gonna taste her a narcissistic, super pede girl.

Now he just wanted to praise himself. The face as white as pearls blushing looks ayu with natural makeup that Jiali dabbed on his face. If only Jiali lived in modern times, surely the girl would be a professional make up artist. Look at Jiali's makeup on Liwey's white face. Very natural and light.

Ahh... In addition to make up pro artist, it seems Jiali is also suitable as a hair staylish pro as well. You guys should see this. Liwey's jet black hair was partially neatly carried with the addition of a puncture hairpin not too much around the bun and some were left to decompose the length of the waist.

Liwey is still fascinated by his own visuals. Until Jiali's voice restores his consciousness.

"May the gods bless the lady's marriage to the 4th prince, in extending her soul mate to death separating and also given abundant sustenance and cute offspring." Jiali hoped while combing straight Liwey's hair.

"You should pray, may my non quickly get divorce papers from pa..." Liwey's speech came to a halt instantly as he got a smooth pat on his shoulder.

"Hush. can't talk like that." Liwey grumbled softly, Jiali did not pay much attention to it, immediately took the red cloth headgear, and immediately covered Liwey's head.

"Eh. Why is it closed, I can't see it like this." Liwey protested, his hand moving about to open the cloth, but was held back by Jiali.

"This is a tradition, miss. Come on out, the prince's party has arrived." Jiali led Liwey out of his room to the ancestral hall to pray with his family. After praying, Liwey was led out of the room.

Liwey could hear the sound of the foot of the horse approaching where he was standing. If I can be honest Liwey was curious about what kind of procession he would pass now. In the dramas he watched, there was never a wedding day. If there is a direct skip to the room to carry out the first night. Wait, first night? Liwey's eyes were puffed up behind the red cloth covering his face. Is it true that she will spend the first night with her husband later? Ahh. That can't happen, yes. She had to get a divorce letter with a virgin condition, she did not want to be a pregnant widow who raised a child without a father. No. gabe. Unknowingly Liwey shook his head.

Huft....

Sighs, takes away the thought of the first night. Liwey revealed a little cover of his face. It was necessary to remind Liwey that his curiosity had reached the maximum limit, so he would die of curiosity if he did not look directly.

Liwey frowned, he could see the heterochromia prince coming down the horse. Liwey contorted in disdain at Yimin's smile. Can't that girl see the condition? It's a wedding, but still putting on a seductive smile in front of the groom? Is. is. Liwey is not inexhaustible with the mind of this one ancient person.

Back to the initial attention. His eyes caught the heterochromia prince sipping softly on the tea, then put the cup back into place. Qu's prime minister was seen walking forward with a small pitcher filled with water, then breaking it.

Why break the jug so? Do you want to make the location flooded?. Still with a curious look Liwey swayed slowly Jiali's arm.

"Why break the jug?"

Jiali smiled, "That indicates that the family would not interfere with the affairs of the new family life, or arguably the little family of the 4th lady and prince."

Liwey was oh-ria, "is it true that they will not interfere in my family affairs? But why am I so worried about the two girls there. I'm sure they're gonna throw a tantrum."

Jiali chuckled softly, there was only this nona. What he forgot, the young man he married was a prince. Where maybe two people there want to disrupt their household life.

"Eh. lady, hold this." Jiali gave a red hand fan with a phoenix painting of gold paint to Liwey.

"What's this for?"

"This is for you to throw away when you have entered the stretcher, this indicates you leave your bad nature in this residence. So that you return holy while in the prince's residence." Jiali.

"Can I not throw it away? I want to bring my vices to the heterochromia prince's residence, so I can quickly get a divorce warrant." Jiali pressed down on Liwey's wrist slowly, reminding her nonanya not to say strange words.

Immediately led Liwey to the stretcher, Liwey could only resign. Enter the stretcher and throw the paper fan out of the window. There was a cheering from outside, and Liwey did not pay much heed to the cheering. Until he felt the stretcher began to move out of the Qu residence. Heart beat fast, not because she was in love or nervous like most brides. He didn't understand what kind of taste he was trying to deliver this damn heartbeat. She's confused. Take a deep breath and then slowly take it out. Liwey tried to relax. After this there was still another event that he had to finish. Before becoming the legal wife of a prince.

The journey to the 4th prince's residence is quite far, if Liwey can predict. He's been in a half-day on a stretcher that doesn't even have this window. Can die tight, Liwey like this.

Just now Liwey dreamed of a stretcher transporting him to a stop. And granted. The stretcher filled by him was no longer moving. The stretcher cloth was exposed, his forehead shriveling who opened the stretcher window? Until a hand reached out toward him, hinting Liwey to follow him down.

Without a second thought Liwey welcomed the hand. Get off the stretcher. Now you can feel the hand that greeted him no longer grasping it. Now Jiali had taken over to guide his body. You need to know, Liwey was dead curious with the burly hand he held earlier. She could not believe it, how could a man's hands be so gentle like that? like a girl's hand untouched by the kitchen?

Eh... why this? Why is there a bar in the container? Ahh. and the severity of the embers still lit the fire.

"Why did you bring me here, Jiali?" Liwey whispered behind his hood. His eyes were still staring in horror at the embers of fire before him. He could not imagine how hot the coals were when they hit the skin.

"You must step over this coals, miss. This means you're cleaning yourself up before entering a new family." Heh... Liwey gawked, is there any self-cleaning using coals? instead of using water and scented soap is better.

"You're Jiali's weird. Everywhere people clean themselves with a shower. Since when to step over the coals is called self-cleaning. Then do not need to take a shower, just step on the embers of the fire must be clean." Jiali ignored Liwey's words. Whether it is just his thinking or not. He felt his tone was getting more and more chatty.

Now Jiali again led Liwey to step over the embers of the fire. Liwey had to follow. And immediately heave a sigh of relief, when he had actually stepped from the embers of the fire. Now he's been led somewhere. Liwey doesn't know. All he knew was that he was standing next to a man. Now what's the process again? Liwey grumbled softly.

"This..," Liwey received the incense given to him. Okay for sure now is a salute to the ancestral table. Alright... He knows how.

"Together." The voice interrupted Liwey. Nod obediently. Liwey immediately saluted and put incense on the table.

After that Liwey was led to pay respects to both parents, then salute his fellow bride.

After that, it is probably the most thrilling event for the bride, because the man will open his head covering. You guys ask Liwey nervous or not? The answer is not at all.

Slowly the head cover is lifted. It could be seen a man who was already her husband standing with a flat expression on his face. Turning the eyeball, Liwey took a step. This was the process of her removing one button from her husband's shirt. But what is this, why are there no buttons on his shirt. Liwey bit his cheek

inner parts. Don't know how to.

Without Liwey guessing he was interested. Collide with the chest of a person's hard field. And he could feel soft and supple objects touching his lips. Someone kissed. No, this is more precisely a kiss. There is no*****n which means like a kiss scene in a Korean drama, but it's still her first kiss. Wait.what was that.

First kiss...

pert's kiss....

Liwey's eyes fiddled, his hands moving about to forcefully release this kiss. But what power, this young man in front of him was extremely strong. His strength was not enough to rebel.

Liwey could hear loud cheers all around him. It creates awe and good wishes for him and the shameless young man who dares kiss girls in public.

Liwey snorted furiously as the pawn slipped from his lips. His eyes stared intently at the man in front of him, wanting to feel like he was cursing at the jerk who had so badly stolen his first kiss.

"Why? Do you want more?" Ouhh.. remind Liwey that he is in the middle of the event. Otherwise, her husband's future will be lost in front of everyone.

Fucking shit.

Not paying much attention. Liwey continued the next event. Brew tea for the elders who have also raised good wishes at their marriage. May Liwey interrupt the good wishes of his marriage to this goddamn prince.

He really didn't want this marriage to last long. Huh. sucks. If he could, he wanted a divorce papers the day after the wedding.

~♡~

Okay, part 4..

Audhi to be honest, actually Audhi is still confused with the traditional Chinese wedding procedures. So if there is a custom section that is wrong immediately corrections yes..

Audhi taunya marriage, ngapin akad out that first night.

//plaque.

//mesum lu dhi.

Hehe... Okey...

See you in the next chapter...