The light gauze veil faintly covered An Yiqing's face. Yet her beauty, in this haziness, appeared even more mysterious.
An Zhihang turned around, bent down, and An Yiqing gently leaned onto him.
"Great! Let's go! Time to send the bride off!"
With a festive shout, An Zhihang carried An Yiqing steadily towards the main gate of the mansion. Behind him, Kong Shi and others closely followed.
"Little sister, today is your big day. Big brother is happy for you." An Zhihang suddenly sighed, feeling reluctant, "Lao San and I grew up together. I trust his character. He will cherish you like a treasure. After getting married, you have a long road ahead together. No matter what happens, remember to understand each other. If there's any grievance, don't hold it in—big brother and second brother will support you."
An Yiqing lay on An Zhihang's back, her eyes glistening. If she hadn't gotten lost when she was little, would she have always leaned on her big brother's back, growing up like this?
