Red silk tent, red sheets, red brocade quilt, red mandarin duck pillow,
Everything in this room is red.
The color red means celebration. She bent down beside the bed, lifted her red hijab, took off her flower crown, and stared at everything in the room.
It seemed like it was back to the time when she and Sikong Yuecang were getting married.
That night, he held himself in his arms and made a gentle promise in her ear. He said, "Wanwan, I will always love you in this life."
At that time, she was so happy and sweet.
Once again, I became someone else's bride, but I didn't feel any joy at all.
In his mind, he couldn't help but think, when Sikong Yuecang marries Xiaomei as his queen, will he hold Xiaomei in his arms and whisper these words in her ear like he did to himself?
The thought of this possibility made her go crazy with jealousy.
She really couldn't think about it... When she thought of Sikong Yuecang letting Xiaomei be pregnant with his child... her heart ached so much.
"Oh, miss, why did you take off your hijab now?"
Xiaoyue was shouting at the side, picking up the flower crown and trying to put it on for Wanwan.
Wanwan quickly stopped her, touched her sore neck and said, "No, you want to tire me to death, my neck is almost broken."
"But Miss, this hijab must be removed by Your Highness."
Wanwan curled her lips speechlessly, "Okay, okay, why don't I put it on? But I don't want to wear that flower crown anymore."
Xiaoyue frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, miss, Xiaoyue has never seen a bride like you."
Wanwan picked up the hijab and covered her head, "Haven't we seen it now?"
Xiaoyue stared and couldn't help laughing, "Miss, you are so funny."
Wanwan sighed and said feebly, "I'll wait for an hour. If he doesn't come back, I'll go to sleep by myself."
"How can this be..."
"Why not? I'm sleepy, so of course I have to sleep..."
"Miss, you are the bride, how can you go to bed without waiting for the groom to lift his hijab? If word spreads, others will laugh at you." Wanwan shrugged nonchalantly, "It's just a joke, it's not what I care about.
Man, it doesn’t matter to me what he thinks of me.”