Chapter 822

Chen Ning raised her brows, "If I don't marry you, then I will regret it."

In everyone's eyes, Mo Chuan was an emperor that was high above, enjoying the glory of the world and being respected by the people. But she knew how bitter and tiring it was for him to be an emperor.

Marrying him, she might not be able to share his glory. She might have to accept many questions and criticisms, as well as many unknown storms, but she was not afraid of any of it!

She had made up her mind long ago. She was determined to follow him. She would go through fire and water.

No matter how many difficulties there were in the future, she would walk to the end.

"Alright, then I'll marry you. You will be my only wife in this life, I will never turn my back on you!" He firmly said, each word weighing a thousand kilograms.

She just looked at him and revealed a faint smile.

The two of them bowed to the heavens and earth under the old man's praises before being sent into the bridal room.

Because it was done in a hurry, there was a piece of red paper on the east and a piece of red cloth on the west, making it look a bit messy. Although it was messy, it added quite a bit of a happy atmosphere.

Especially when they saw the bright red bedding on the simple wooden bed, the two of them couldn't help but blush, and their hearts beat faster.

The old man and the grandma brought a pair of burning candles into the room and placed them on the table in front of the bed, bringing over several dishes and wine.

"Today is a joyous day for the two of you. This bedding is the one we used when we got married and it has already been washed clean. Please don't mind it, there is wine and food here. After the two of you eat, you should rest. A moment of spring is worth a thousand gold, so us two old men and old women won't disturb you two!"

After the two of them said this with smiles, they left the room and closed the door for the two of them.

They felt like they had made a good couple, so their hearts were filled with joy. They returned to the room to talk, recalling the scene of their marriage.

The room was filled with red candles. Mo Chuan and Chen Ning were both wearing bright red wedding clothes, sitting across from each other at the table.

The candlelight flickered and reflected a red glow on their faces.

Mo Chuan's heart was beating fast and his palms were covered in sweat. His back was straight, not moving at all like a pine tree.

Although he still had an expressionless face, Chen Ning could see from the subtle expressions on his face that he was as nervous as a taut bow.

He did not even dare look at Chen Ning. Since the old couple left the room, his eyes had been staring at the old wooden table. It was like a flower had bloomed on the table, or like the person sitting in front of him was not his beloved girl, but rather a man eating tiger.

Chen Ning held her chin in her hand and looked at him without blinking. The more she looked, the more she wanted to laugh.

This Mo Chuan, how could he be this cute!

She suppressed a smile and stood up to pour two cups of wine. She gave one of the cups to Mo Chuan and said with a smile, "Mo Chuan, how about we drink wine?"

When she stood up, Mo Chuan's eyes looked up and stared at her.

But when he heard the words "cross cups", his face, which was already red to his ears, turned even redder. His eyebrows twitched as he stared at her in disbelief.

How … How did she even know about crossing cups of wine!

Why is she not shy like a bride?

She actually poured wine for him as if nothing had happened!