Evening.
Nian Jiaojiao, along with her four husbands and one future husband, arrived at the banquet as scheduled.
The Huang Residence.
There were two large round tables in the dining hall, and people had already taken their seats at both.
Tong Fu sat at the same table as Father and Mother Huang, while Nian Jiaojiao and the five men sat with the younger generation of the Huang family.
Huang Batian stood up to propose a toast:
"Sister Jiaojiao, I toast you!"
Nian Jiaojiao also stood up to return the toast.
After they both finished their wine, Huang Batian said to Nian Jiaojiao:
"Sister Jiaojiao, we must keep in touch more often from now on."
Nian Jiaojiao smiled:
"Naturally, we are family now."
Huang Batian was stunned for a moment, then looked at Tong Ziyao, understanding dawned on him, and he couldn't help but give Nian Jiaojiao a thumbs-up.
...
Half a month later, Tong Fu’s wedding was held. The celebration took place at the residence. Apart from Nian Jiaojiao’s family, the guests were all from the Huang family, mostly influential figures.
Although the wedding was held at the Tong Residence, because Tong Fu had few relatives to help, and the wedding date was tight, most of the affairs were handled by the Huang Residence's butler.
There was no custom of teasing the newlyweds on the wedding night in Da Yue. After the meal, Nian Jiaojiao and the others returned home.
Upon returning to their courtyard, she found Tong Ziyao privately to discuss matters.
Nian Jiaojiao: "Ziyao, Tong Fu's wedding is over. The next one is ours. I was thinking of holding it next month. What do you think?"
Tong Ziyao: "I'll do whatever Jiaojiao decides."
Nian Jiaojiao looked at him, wanting to say something but hesitating.
Tong Ziyao, sensing her difficulty, said:
"Jiaojiao, we are family now. You can speak freely."
Nian Jiaojiao said: "When Yuchuan and the others married me, we didn't have a wedding ceremony. I've always wanted to hold one for them..."
Before Nian Jiaojiao could finish, Tong Ziyao said:
"That's perfect. We can have it together."
Nian Jiaojiao had intended to suggest holding a separate wedding for her four husbands before her own, but unexpectedly, he proposed holding them together.
She hesitated:
"But your wedding..."
Tong Ziyao shook his head and took Nian Jiaojiao's hands, saying:
"It's too much trouble to have two weddings. Let's just have one, and make it grand."
In Da Yue, it was quite common for multiple husbands to enter the household together.
And so, the wedding arrangements were settled.
...
Three days later, Nian Jiaojiao went out to pick out wedding supplies. As she turned a corner, she saw three familiar faces.
"We came out together, how can you not help me!"
Fang Fang clung to Qi Qinghe's leg, refusing to let go.
Qi Qinghe's face turned ashen as she looked at the surrounding crowd.
This Fang Fang was truly shameless. Ever since Nian Zhenzhen disappeared, she had no money and kept pestering her and Chen Jie for cash.
She didn't want to bother with her at first and had given her money twice.
But she never expected it to be endless.
Seeing Fang Fang's tantrum and the growing crowd of onlookers, Chen Jie also felt greatly embarrassed.
However, with Qi Qinghe being held back, she couldn't just leave alone.
So, Chen Jie pointed at Fang Fang and said:
"We are not related to you. Why are you asking us for money? Let go quickly!"
Hearing Chen Jie's words, Fang Fang not only didn't let go but held on even tighter.
At this moment, female students from Baichuan Academy, who were also Qi Qinghe and Chen Jie's classmates, came over to spectate. They whispered amongst themselves.
"Hey, have you heard? I heard the girl who came to the academy with Qi Qinghe and them has gone missing."
"Missing? What does that have to do with her?"
"This vulgar woman is that missing girl's attendant. After her mistress went missing, she used the fact that she was from the same hometown as Qi Qinghe and them to freeload."
"Good heavens, Qi Qinghe and Chen Jie are really unlucky!"
"Who isn't!"
After hearing their conversation, Nian Jiaojiao knew that the female protagonist, Nian Zhenzhen, had not returned to the academy.
At this moment, her brows were tightly furrowed.
Was she dead or had she been rescued?
However, she soon became busy, and the matter was temporarily put out of her mind.
...
On the wedding day.
Nian Jiaojiao, dressed in a crimson robe that trailed on the ground, with her dark hair cascading down like a waterfall. Her beauty was natural and unadorned, untouched by the dust and frost of the world.
When she saw the five men, clad in red wedding attire with red veils covering their faces, walk in, her eyes shimmered with unconcealable affectionate love.
Night.
"Jiaojiao, I, I entrust my third brother to you from now on. You, you, you must treat him well in the future."
After saying this, Tong Fu let out a drunken hiccup.
She was being supported by Huang Mingxuan, the original male supporting character and her husband.
"Yes, yes, I understand."
Although Nian Jiaojiao had also drunk a lot, as she was already at the Qi Wu realm, it was difficult for her to get drunk even if she wanted to.
At this moment, she looked at Huang Mingxuan and said:
"Young Master Huang, please take Xiao Fu back."
Huang Mingxuan smiled and said:
"It's a bit distant to still call me Young Master Huang. You are my sister-in-law, and thus my elder. You can call me by my name or by brother-in-law."
Nian Jiaojiao nodded and said:
"Alright, brother-in-law."
After bidding farewell to Tong Fu and the other guests, Nian Jiaojiao went straight to Tong Ziyao's room.
Since Tong Ziyao was a newlywed, she would spend the night in his room.
Creak—
She pushed the door open.
Click—
She closed the door.
Nian Jiaojiao walked slowly to the bedside. Tong Ziyao was sitting upright on the bed. Seeing his wife's arrival, he shyly lowered his eyes.
Nian Jiaojiao couldn't help but chuckle at his bashful demeanor.
"Heh."
She gently lifted the beautiful man's veil. His clean and handsome face formed a stark contrast with his bright red wedding attire, sending a tremor through her heart.
As the saying goes, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Nian Jiaojiao did not want to waste any more time.
She leaned closer to Tong Ziyao, their noses touching.
At this moment, Tong Ziyao could feel her hot breath.
"Wife."
"Hmm?"
"The oil lamp..."
"Can I watch you?"
Nian Jiaojiao's words made the usually calm and composed man blush and become flustered.
But when he met Nian Jiaojiao's expectant gaze, he suppressed his shyness and nodded.
With Tong Ziyao's consent, Nian Jiaojiao's hands began to roam, and soon, Tong Ziyao's wedding robe was half-undone, his eyes filled with a hazy glow.
His fair and clear skin formed a striking contrast with the wedding robe.
Nian Jiaojiao lowered her head and gently kissed his thin lips, then to his neck, then to his chest...
...
After a night, one more person appeared at the dining table.
"Wife, are you going to the academy today?"
Seeing Nian Jiaojiao wearing the scholar's robe usually worn by academy students, Yuchuan asked.
"Yes, I have something to clarify."
A month had passed since the kidnapping incident. She wanted to confirm what was happening with Nian Zhenzhen.