The light inside the room flickered.
The girl remembered the rule not to lift her bridal veil casually, but the headdress was so heavy it was almost breaking her neck.
Besides the few bites of noodles she had in the morning, and the snacks Xie Xun secretly gave her before she got on the flower sedan chair to tide her over, she was now starving.
Yet she waited and waited, but Cui Yun didn't come.
Her rosy lips pursed slightly, but a gentle and reserved girl like her could never hurry things on her wedding night.
Under the mattress were scattered red dates, peanuts, and wedding candies, making it uncomfortably bumpy.
Her small hand reached out. She picked up a few longans.
She exerted a little force, and with a 'crack', she peeled it, took out the flesh, and began eating as if no one was around.
Cui Yun walked over, and in Shen Hua's field of vision, besides the red of the veil, there were also black boots embroidered with auspicious clouds.
