He was familiar with this process, the wedding wine, with the couple each taking half, crossing arms to drink the wedding wine, symbolizing the joining of two into one, facing joys and hardships together.
People rarely get married even once a year, and Chen Yi wanted everything, even if not perfect, to be as complete as possible. Even on the wedding night, he would try to be gentle, like treating the Little Fox gently, even more gently, to ensure the wedding would end smoothly.
Now, just need to wait.
Just quietly wait,
that prophecy will dissipate like smoke.
......…
Meanwhile, a figure darted through the streets and alleys, sweeping past the varied rooftops of Dragon Tail City.
The figure was dressed in tough clothes, with a long sword strapped to the back and a blade on the waist, face full of anger, eyebrows furrowed, moving like lightning in the twilight glow, as the lanterns began to light up. The shadow was continuously lengthened by the festive Prince Mansion.
