As the sun rose, it cast an orange glow over the Zhang Clan, where preparations for the marriage were in full swing. Zhao Min gazed out of her window, observing the many guests who had been invited by the Zhang and Lei Clans. The area was adorned with vibrant flowers, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.
Just then, a soft voice spoke from beside her. "Sister, aren't you happy?" It was Lei Bai, her brother. He began to feign tears, asking why their father had given her more attention when they were younger. But suddenly, he burst into laughter. "How pathetic! I thought Father only liked you, but now I know why." He chuckled and left, leaving Zhao Min silent.
As evening fell, the area transformed into a dazzling spectacle. Lanterns made from torches and bone fires illuminated the surroundings, casting a warm glow. Zhao Min emerged, resplendent in her red wedding attire, layered with intricate clothing. As she walked, the red cloth trailing behind her, she exuded elegance and poise.
As Zhao Min walked, the red cloth trailing behind her, she felt a mix of emotions. Her brother's words still lingered in her mind, and she couldn't help but wonder what he meant. She pushed the thoughts aside and focused on the present.
The area was filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the sound of laughter. The lights made from torches and bone fires cast a warm glow, illuminating the faces of the guests. Zhao Min's heart fluttered as she saw Zhang Ping waiting for her at the altar.
As she approached, Lei Bai appeared beside her, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Sister, you look beautiful," he whispered, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
Zhao Min shot him a warning glance, but he just chuckled and fell back, allowing her to continue her walk. She reached Zhang Ping's side, and the ceremony began.
But just as the officiant started speaking, a commotion broke out at the back of the crowd. A figure pushed through the guests, their eyes fixed intently on Zhao Min. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she wondered who it could be.
The ceremony continued, with the officiant reciting ancient vows and blessings. Zhao Min and Zhang Ping exchanged cups of wine, symbolizing their union. They bowed to each other, then to their families, and finally to the heavens.
As they exchanged their vows, the guests erupted into cheers and applause. Fireworks lit up the night sky, casting a kaleidoscope of colors over the gathering. The sound of drums and cymbals filled the air, punctuating the joyous atmosphere.
Lei Bai stepped forward, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Brother Zhang, you have won the heart of our beloved sister. May your union be blessed with prosperity and happiness." He raised his cup in a toast, and the guests followed suit.
Zhang Ping smiled, his eyes shining with joy. "Thank you, Brother Lei. I promise to cherish and protect Zhao Min with my life." He turned to Zhao Min, his voice filled with emotion. "My dear, you are now my wife, my partner, and my best friend. Together, we shall face whatever challenges come our way."
The guests cheered again, and the newlyweds shared a tender kiss. The music began, and the celebration continued late into the night. The guests feasted on delicacies, drank wine, and danced under the starry sky.
But amidst the joy and laughter, Zhao Min couldn't shake off the feeling that something was amiss. She glanced around, noticing that some of the guests seemed out of place. They wore unfamiliar faces, and their eyes seemed to hold a hidden intent.
She pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the present. She was now married to Zhang Ping, and she would make the most of it. But the feeling lingered, like a shadow
in the corner of her mind...