When Feng Qinghan's slightly cold hand held Wei Nuan's hand, Wei Nuan was frightened and nervous for a moment, but she soon discovered that she was not the only one who was nervous. Feng Qinghan's hand was actually moving very slightly.
The ground trembled.
Is he also nervous? This realization makes Wei Nuan very surprised. How can a person who is so calm and calm in situations have such emotions?
That could only mean that he really valued Wen Weining, otherwise he wouldn't have to be so cautious.
At this time, the two of them were very close, but he couldn't see her, and she couldn't see him. Her hand didn't tremble, and she gently placed it on his palm. She could see his wedding dress, and
Hers were the same, as were the red boots embroidered with black and gold. She suddenly wanted to see if he would still be as holy in red clothes as he was in white clothes.
Thinking of this, she actually increased her strength in excitement, causing her grip to become a little tight.
"What's wrong?" Feng Qinghan's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, startling Wei Nuan. He didn't expect Feng Qinghan to speak, but his voice was very soft, and only she could hear it.
"It's okay." She answered vaguely, fearing that he would recognize her voice.
She knew that blind people are extremely sensitive to hearing and smell, and have a high degree of recognition of sounds. She and Wen Weining's voices were different, and she was afraid that he would hear it. If she took off her hijab and turned against her, then she would also
I can only pretend to be dumbfounded.
Just when she was thinking wildly, she didn't notice that Feng Qinghan let out another breath, relaxed her whole body, and held her hand harder.
But she didn't feel any of these slight warmth, and she was still feeling uneasy.
The sound of "husband and wife pay homage" sounded in her ears. Wei Nuan lowered her head and looked at Feng Qinghan who was close at hand. Her heartbeat speeded up unconsciously. This was her first time getting married. Whether it was her previous life or this life, she was the first.
This time, Feng Qinghan was her first man, and the meaning was always different, so it was inevitable that she would be nervous and her heartbeat would speed up.
She bowed down, but the two people's heads did not hit each other. They stood up and separated at the right time. Finally, they were sent into the bridal chamber. These two words made her eyes jump and a little blood oozed from her palms.
Sweat.
Sitting alone in the wedding room, waiting, she listened carefully and found no sound. She immediately lifted her hijab, exhaled heavily, and fanned herself with her hands. It was late autumn now, although the weather had begun to change.
It was cool, but she still felt stuffy, especially after wearing so many clothes and the phoenix crown on her head, which was a bit heavy and made her feel uncomfortable.
She didn't know when Feng Qinghan would appear, so she decided to let herself breathe first and then put the hijab back on when Feng Qinghan came.
However, before she could take a good look at the wedding room, she heard footsteps outside. They were neither fast nor slow, and each step seemed very steady.
She quickly put the hijab on and sat upright to prevent her secrets from being exposed.
There was the sound of the door being pushed open, then closing, and then she heard footsteps stopping in front of her.
Wei Nuan unconsciously held her breath, preparing for him to lift the hijab, but she wondered why Feng Qinghan was alone. Could he be alone?
He shouldn't be able to do such a complicated thing by himself.
However, Feng Qinghan stood in front of her for a long time without making any movement or speaking. The atmosphere became very strange, which made Wei Nuan even more nervous and wished she could open it herself.
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