Chapter 150 Pei Zisu Arrives to Pick Up the New Bride
After hearing what Song Shiye said, Pei Zisu couldn't help but laugh.

"I like red, but I also know what to wear and what not to wear on different occasions. When Princess Qinghuan got married a few days ago, Anian and I went to congratulate her in person, and I specially picked a purple robe. But that's just me. I guess Prince Song and the prince are obsessed with the backyard or the flowers and willows every day, and they really don't know much about these etiquettes that should be paid attention to. Forget it, third brother, the most important thing is to welcome the bride!"

These words were very unpleasant to the ear, and they were almost demoting their palace to the underworld. Song Shiye's face looked very ugly, but he couldn't say much in response. The father and son of the Jiang family were happily watching the fun on the side, and had no intention of resolving the situation at all.

Seeing this, Song Shi could only stand aside dejectedly, while Pei Jia walked up to Jiang Huaishan with great victory and said to him.

"Father-in-law, I am here to pick up Ah Nian."

Jiang Huaishan now likes this son-in-law more and more, and he can't wait for him to take his daughter back home to enjoy a good life. So he stroked his beard and said happily.

"Okay, okay, Hui'er, lead the way, and let Zi Su go pick up An Nian!"

"Yes, father."

With Jiang Shihui leading the way, everyone followed to join in the fun. In fact, Pei Zisu had walked the road to Ting Shixuan many times and was quite familiar with it, but this was Song Shi's first time walking this road as well. But for some reason, he felt that this road was very familiar to him.

When he arrived at Ting Shixuan's courtyard gate, he had a feeling of having experienced the vicissitudes of life. He had a headache for a moment and struggled for a while while holding on to the wall next to him.

When his attendant Song Bai saw this, he hurried over to help him and asked nervously.

"My Lord, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I just suddenly have a severe headache."

Hearing this, Song Bai immediately asked the servant of the Jiang family.

"Where is the Crown Prince's Consort's boudoir before her wedding? Take us there quickly!"

Although Song Shi wanted to stay, his headache was unbearable. Those inexplicable and chaotic images rushed into his head. He felt as if his head was being torn apart. In the end, he could only let his follower Song Bai send him away.

It has to be said that he and Jiang Shijin and his wife were really not welcome at all. Fortunately, both of them were taken away, so today's wedding was a complete success.

Jiang Shiyuan was wearing a veil at the moment. Through the bright red, she could hear a lot of chattering. Soon, Pei Zisu's voice was heard from outside.

"Zi Su of the Pei family has come here today to ask for the hand of Shi Yuan, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. Please rest assured, elders. I will treat my cousin Anian well in the future!"

Such words, though simple, are full of sincerity.

Therefore, Old Lady Wang and others were very happy when they heard it, so Madam Pei, the Marquis, shouted to the outside.

"Zi Su, why don't you come in and pick up the bride?"

According to the custom in Dasui, the new husband must personally go to the boudoir to welcome his new bride, so Pei Zisu had already made preparations. He was dressed in a red and gold robe, and his belt was embroidered with an intricate pattern of twin flowers, which complemented the pattern on Jiang Shiyuan's wedding dress by coincidence.

There was excitement in his brows and his eyes looked very lively.

With a smile on his lips, he looked at Jiang Shiyuan who was sitting on the bed when he entered the room. This was the woman he had been thinking about for a long time, and today he could finally marry her home as he wished. When he thought of this, Pei Zisu had an expression that his life was worth it, and the Marquis's wife, Mrs. Pei, who was standing beside him, also covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

This nephew is really a handsome guy. Are these eyes trying to drown people?
As she was thinking this, the others were not idle either, especially Pei Ziyao, whose eyes moved back and forth between his brother and sister-in-law, and then he made a teasing remark.

"Brother, carry sister-in-law on your back and let's go home. If you keep watching, your eyeballs will fall out."

Pei Zisu didn't care about what others thought of him at all. He just glanced in Jiang Shiyuan's direction, afraid that his sister's words might be offensive, so he said something to protect her.

"Say I can, but be careful not to upset your sister-in-law, or you'll have a hard time when you get back."

Such an open and blatant act of protecting his wife was simply too much for the people present to watch. Before Pei Ziyao could finish his next sentence, he saw Old Lady Wang laughing heartily. She was becoming more and more satisfied with her grandson-in-law, and then she came out to smooth things over.

"Don't miss the auspicious time, Zi Su, quickly carry An Nian on your back and go out first."

"Yes, Grandma."

He now treated the people in the Jiang family and Wenyuanhou Mansion with the same name as Jiang Shiyuan, but he did not change the title of aunt. After all, he had a deeper relationship with his aunt.

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and soon Jiang Shiyuan felt a strong aura rushing towards her and stopping in front of her. Then she saw a pair of strong hands reaching out to her from under the veil, and then he said something in a gentle tone, as if he was reluctant to see her get hurt.

"Ah Nian, I'm here to take you home."

With just this short sentence, Jiang Shiyuan felt a great sense of security and belonging. Although he had loving family members at home and in the Marquis' Mansion, Jiang Shiyuan always had to be obedient and sensible in front of them and did not want to cause trouble for them.

But Pei Zisu felt differently about her. With him, she seemed to have found a sense of security similar to that of a mother. She could let go of all her burdens and externalities and allow others to pamper her.

She lowered her head and said "hmm". Although the voice was not loud, Pei Zisu who was standing in front of him heard it very clearly. So he chuckled and took her hand, and soon pulled Jiang Shiyuan up. Pei Zisu bent down and squatted in front of her, revealing his broad back.

Jiang Shiyuan took a look and then lay on him, feeling Pei Zisu carrying her effortlessly. When her feet left the ground, she felt inexplicably nervous.

Her heart was pounding as if it was about to overflow from her throat. She had never felt such shyness and excitement in her previous life.

At that time, the princess asked her brother to carry her out on her back, saying that she was weak, and then she got on the sedan chair. Therefore, Jiang Shiyuan had not felt the intimacy of physical contact with Prince Song before marriage, so when she felt it today, she realized that the cousin of the Pei family had taken root in her heart without her noticing.

Her face flushed again under the veil, but no one noticed it because of the hustle and bustle around. Jiang Shiyuan leaned her head slightly next to Pei Zisu's ear and whispered something to him.

"Cousin Pei, it is my blessing to marry you."

Pei Zisu never expected that Jiang Shiyuan would say such a thing to him.

He had lived two lives, but this was the only time he got married, so he was a little stunned at first, and then he smiled heartily.

Everyone else thought that he was excited about getting married, but only he knew that other people's opinions were of no use to him at all. Only his cousin Anian truly recognized him as a person, and this was the happiest thing for him today.