The bride needs to step over a horse saddle and onto roof tiles.
It went smoothly when stepping over the saddle, but when it came to stepping on the tiles, Gu Xiaoshun gasped and patted Gu Yan quietly, saying, "That’s my cement tile! Who took it by mistake?"
"What cement tile?" The tile was taken by Gu Yan, and he picked the thinnest piece so it would be easy to shatter.
Gu Xiaoshun desperately grabbed his head, "It’s over, it’s over. These tiles are what Sis taught me to make, and I brought them to fix the madam’s rooftop... Even I can’t break them!"
In Zhan Country’s customs, if the bride fails to shatter the tile, it is seen as a bad omen and a sign of unchastity.
Yuan Baolin was oblivious to this and lifted one foot onto the tiles.
Gu Changqing’s gaze swept over the tile and immediately sensed something was wrong. Almost as soon as Yuan Baolin’s foot landed, he combined his fingers and released inner strength, smashing the cement tile beneath her foot.
Yuan Baolin stared at the tile she had supposedly crushed to powder, shocked, "Wow? I’m that strong?"
Gu Xiaoshun gave a thumbs up, "Sister-in-law... amazing leg strength..."
Gu Changqing calmly took Yuan Baolin into the Grand Hall.
Gu Marquis and Yao Family were seated high on the Grand Master Chair, Marquis Gu laughed so heartily his eyes disappeared, and Yao Family was also delighted.
"First bow to heaven and earth."
"Second bow to the parents!"
"Bow to each other as husband and wife—"
Yuan Baolin and Gu Changqing didn’t manage the distance well and bowed so earnestly that their heads bumped into each other.
"Ouch!" yelled Yuan Baolin, in pain.
Gu Changqing’s expression stiffened, and he whispered, "Sorry."
The guests watching burst into laughter.
The bride was sent to the bridal chamber first, where she sat on the wedding bed already rolled over by Gu Xiaobao. Gu Changqing glanced at her and said, "I’ll go outside to entertain the guests. If you’re hungry, feel free to eat something first."
Yuan Baolin said, "Then help me take off the wedding veil."
Since their marriage is fake, it didn’t matter who removes the veil, but since Yuan Baolin requested, Gu Changqing picked up the Yu Ruyi on the table and lifted her veil.
What met his eyes was a familiar yet strange face.
Familiar because he did know her, strange because he had never seen her look like this.
The bride’s tender softness, bright as rosy clouds, was beautifully complemented by her attire.
It was also Yuan Baolin’s first time seeing Gu Changqing looking so festive: "You look pretty good in wedding clothes."

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