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Chapter 119 Auspicious Wishes (37)

Two weeks passed quickly.

Although the wedding was rushed, it was still a marriage between the young marshal of the Ma family and the eldest daughter of the Zhu family, and the scale of the event was indescribable.

In short, amidst the stark white of the weather, this wedding transformed everything in sight into a festive red spectacle.

But this red color seems to be just a superficial kind of happiness.

In the distance, the sound of suona horns cleared the way, followed by lively laughter and the sounds of gongs and drums slowly approaching.

The grand wedding procession stopped in front of the Zhu family mansion. The groom, riding a tall horse, was dressed in a red robe with a large red flower on his chest, exuding an air of dignified elegance.

Behind her followed a group of people carrying dowry boxes, each covered with a red cloth and tied with a large red ribbon.

The gates of the mansion slowly opened, revealing a room filled with red decorations. Maids and servants escorted the bride out; her face was veiled by her phoenix coronet and wedding gown, only her graceful figure visible. The groom dismounted and walked towards the bride amidst the cheers and jeers of the crowd.

Firecrackers and drums went off all around, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder mixed with a strong scent of cosmetics.

Ma Yuliang approached Zhu Qianxiao and took the red silk from Yi Yi's hand.

Ignoring the matchmaker's insistence that "the groom must carry the bride to the bridal sedan chair," he gently touched Yi Yi's hand.

Show-off...

Yi Yi couldn't help but roll her eyes as she thought this.

Seeing that the groom still had no intention of carrying the bride, and fearing that the bride, whose head was covered by a veil, might fall, the matchmaker had no choice but to help Zhu Qianxiao into the bridal sedan chair herself.

The sedan chair bearers steadily lifted the bridal sedan chair, with musicians leading the way, and the wedding procession headed towards the Ma family mansion, leaving behind only dust and fading joyful sounds.

Watching the bridal sedan chair disappear into the distance, Yi Yi thought: It also confirmed that Liang Churen and Zhu Qianxiao had "secretly" met and discussed the expected plan.

During this time, Zhu Qianxiao also obediently acted and cooperated with the plan.

Everything is ready now, except for the final push!

Yi Yi sat in the sedan chair prepared for her. Although she knew that it was normal for a wedding to be festive, she still felt that the large expanse of red was a bit too eye-catching.

Silently lowering the curtain on the sedan chair, he called out to his cerebellum to monitor the situation on the other side of the sedan chair.

The wedding procession moved grandly down the avenue. The bridal sedan chair swayed slightly with the steps of the bearers. Zhu Qianxiao sat quietly inside, her hands unconsciously clenching the bright red sleeves of her wedding dress.

Outside, the musicians puffed out their cheeks and played cheerful tunes; the suona's sound was sharp and loud, carrying far and wide.

On both sides of the procession, onlookers chattered excitedly. Children weaved through the crowd, scrambling for the candies scattered on the ground. The gift chests carried on horseback occasionally clattered softly, as if in harmony with the drumming music.

The road ahead was somewhat rugged and uneven, and the sedan chair carriers slowed their pace a little, but they still moved steadily.

The escorting servants had serious expressions and vigilantly scanned their surroundings. The groom, Ma Yuliang, would occasionally glance back at the sedan chair behind him, a deep, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.

Yi Yi sat in the sedan chair in the back, closely monitoring everything through her cerebellum, her heart pounding in her chest.

Finally, a discordant note was inserted into the joyous atmosphere.

The first thing to happen is the clash between two suonas.

The festive atmosphere of "Carrying the Bridal Sedan Chair" and the somber atmosphere of "The Grand Funeral Procession" blend together to form a jarring and disorderly musical movement.

Opposite the bright red wedding procession, a funeral procession wrapped in plain colors slowly approached.

Amidst the ten miles of red bridal procession, firecrackers crackled and popped, sparks flying, and amidst the rising smoke, fluttering white paper money drifted out.

The sudden appearance of the funeral procession caused everyone in the procession to change their expressions!

Only Zhu Qianxiaojin and Yi Yi, who were inside the sedan chair, were all smiles!

Liang Churen has arrived!

The air seemed to freeze for a moment; the sounds of celebration and the commotion of funerals all stopped simultaneously.

The clash between a wedding and a funeral is considered extremely unlucky, and logically, if such a clash occurs, the funeral should give way.

Clearly, the funeral procession had no intention of forcing their way in; the small group quickly moved to the other side of the road.

Just then, the bride in the bridal sedan chair spoke up: "Who dares to hold a funeral today?"

The matchmaker didn't think much of it, assuming the bride felt offended and asked that extra question.

With a haughty lift of her chin, she stretched out her double chin, flicked her handkerchief with the gold thumb ring in her hand, and shouted at the head of the funeral procession opposite her: "Who chose today to hold a funeral? Can you bear the responsibility for offending such an important person?!"

The leader stepped forward, bowed, and bowed with such humility that it seemed he wanted to lower himself to the dust.

Unfortunately, despite his grief, he replied, "To the bride, it is my son, Liang Churen."

The onlookers immediately erupted in an uproar and began to whisper among themselves.

Just then, someone shouted, "Isn't that Master Liang from Qingshan Academy?"

Soon, someone echoed, "Speaking of which, I just saw Miss Zhu and Young Master Liang Churen doing disaster relief a few days ago. How come they're gone in just two days?"

"Hey! Are you guys out of your minds?! Miss Zhu is already married, and you're still saying these things!"

The topic of loudly plotting ended with this sentence, but it had already ignited a spark among the crowd, and the direction of the conversation quickly changed.

Hearing the surrounding discussions gradually becoming less friendly towards the Ma family, Ma Yuliang's attendants were about to loudly stop them.

But Ma Yuliang stopped him.

Yuan Feng was puzzled, but seeing that Ma Yuliang seemed ready to let the public opinion ferment, he could only frown and retreat.

However, Granny Xi failed to grasp Ma Yuliang's thoughts. Seeing the surrounding people gossiping about the young master of the hired family, she rolled up her sleeves and started criticizing them.

It was in this chaotic moment that Zhu Qianxiao rushed out of the bridal sedan chair.

She cried and called out Liang Churen's name as she lunged toward the coffin.

Everyone was shocked, and the Ma family members were even more panicked, trying to stop them but it was too late.

The only one who might be able to stop Zhu Qianxiao, Ma Yuliang, sat motionless on his horse.

Zhu Qianxiao threw herself onto the coffin, tears streaming down her face, and murmured clearly the bits and pieces of her past with Liang Churen.

"Chu Ren, how could you bear to leave me alone in this world?" Zhu Qianxiao sobbed uncontrollably.

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, as if it too was grieving.

Suddenly, a loud bang came from somewhere, and the coffin lid opened out of thin air, revealing a person covered with a white cloth inside.

Zhu Qianxiao slowly rose, her gaze resolute, and looked at everyone: "In this life, I only loved Chu Ren. It was only because my elder brother threatened Chu Ren's life that I agreed to marry him. Now that Chu Ren is dead, if we cannot live together, then let us die together!"

Having said that, he leaped into the coffin.

In an instant, a strong wind arose, sand and stones flew everywhere, and the crowd screamed and gasped.

……

When the wind stopped, two butterflies flew out of the coffin and hovered together.

The two butterflies flew further and further away, gradually disappearing into the horizon.

Everyone was astonished, and the members of the Ma family looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

When they finally came to their senses and examined the inside of the coffin, all that remained was a white cloth. Not only was Zhu Qianxiao, who had just rushed inside, gone, but Liang Churen's body, which should have been inside, had also vanished without a trace.

The onlookers were so captivated by this tragic love story that they remained lost in thought for a long time.

Another exclamation arose from the crowd: "Liang, Zhu, Ma, the Butterfly Lovers... Isn't that it?"

"It's nothing," the man said, without adding anything further.

But after this person's explanation, everyone suddenly realized—

Lovesickness took hold of my soul, and I transformed into butterflies, flying back to you in pairs.

Isn't this the well-known play "The Butterfly Lovers"?