Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 799: Marriage Proposal Went Successfully

An You was the master of the house, the backbone of this family, the one who was supposed to support the entire residence and protect the family. However, due to Mingzhu, An You even wanted to abandon his family and his duties, which caused his position in this family to drop rapidly.

Right now, An You disapproved of An Yu marrying the Li family’s daughter on the basis that she had lost her mother early, but his opposition didn’t cause any ripples. No one cared about his words.

An You seemed to also realize this and he frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

After the date was agreed on, An Yu got ready to head to the Li residence to propose marriage.

As Ning Shu took in how valiant and handsome An Yu looked on horseback as he prepared to set out, she suddenly had a feeling of pride like her son had already grown up.

As An You looked at his son, he suddenly found that his son seemed like a stranger. Since he was often out on campaigns, Wei Lingxian had always taken care of everything at home. In the blink of an eye, his son and daughter had already reached the age of establishing their own families.

An You wanted to give An Yu a few exhorts, but he didn’t know what t say.

An Lingyun told her brother to make sure the proposal was successful and come back with her future sister-in-law. An Yu laughed candidly, then cupped his fist to say to the family, “This grandson, this son will definitely succeed.”

The old madame smiled happily and a smile also appeared on Ning Shu’s face.

This kind of life was truly filled with happiness.

An You was standing with Mingzhu. He felt like he was an outsider. This was clearly his family, but it felt like they had no relationship at all.

An You suddenly felt a sense of loneliness that he had never experienced before.

Mingzhu’s eyes flickered with fragments of light as she looked at the tall and lofty An Yu.

The marriage proposal went very successfully. Following that, the birthday matching, the giving of betrothal gifts, and the presentation of wedding gifts were soon completed. The two families picked an auspicious date that was half a month later for the marriage. Next was simply to send a bridal sedan chair to fetch the bride. With things already at this point, the two family’s marriage was already pretty much set in stone.

The day of the wedding soon arrived. The entire residence was lively and decorated with bright red lanterns. An Lingyun was smiling excitedly as she instructed the servants to make preparations and even the old madame came to help.

An Yu was in crimson bridegroom attire with a black official’s hat on his head and red strings decorating his shoulders. It was a very festive attire. Ning Shu nodded in satisfaction. He looked very handsome.

In contrast to how lively the general’s residence was, Mingzhu’s courtyard was much more quiet. Mingzhu was leaning against the door while being supported by a maid as she watched the people busying about. She felt like an outsider.

“Miss, should we head back inside? It’s windy by the door,” said Mingzhu’s personal maid.

Mingzhu watched as An Yu passed by in his marriage attire. He looked handsome, tall, and seemed to be radiant with delight.

Mingzhu suddenly realized that when she and An You got together, they didn’t go through any form of ceremony at all. When she saw the bridegroom and bride hold that red ribbon ball together and walk past everyone that was cheering and laughing merrily, she suddenly felt like a large hammer had struck her heart.

She didn’t have a wedding, didn’t have a dowry, and no siblings carried her out on a sedan chair. She didn’t have that trailing wedding skirt, nor that bridal sedan chair. She didn’t have anything.

As Mingzhu listened to the voices of the wedding ceremony, she felt that her life was a waste. What had she been trying to obtain? She didn’t have anything.

An You didn’t give her anything. He said he loved her, but she didn’t get anything.

Mingzhu looked at the bride whose face was covered by a veil and felt poisonous vines grow in her heart. As the thorns pricked her heart, her heart filled with envy and bitterness.