The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity

Chapter 949: Chapter 3: The Wedding Ceremony (Part 3)

As for those recent rumors, she doesn’t believe them. With Third Brother’s temperament, no matter how angry he gets, he wouldn’t hit anyone. Most likely, Third Brother is trying to clear Wen Wan’s name by tarnishing his own.

"Yuanbao, do you believe the rumors?" Song Fang asked.

"No, I don’t." Song Yuanbao shook his head with a smile.

Song Fang looked at him in surprise and then a hint of "I knew it" flashed in her eyes with sarcasm, "Even you don’t believe it, so what’s there to clear up? Just because she is a Commandery Princess, a noble, my Third Brother has to keep compromising again and again?"

"But in this matter, my father really does owe her," Song Yuanbao added.

Song Fang’s face stiffened, "What?"

Taking advantage of the guests’ attention being on the bride and groom, Song Yuanbao pulled Song Fang aside, "Twelve years ago, their marriage was something I helped facilitate. I probably have the most say in it. At that time, the fortune teller said she’d bring prosperity to her husband, and she would surely live a life of luxury with numerous servants in the future. It’s because of this that Grandmother agreed to my father’s marriage to her. As for what happened later, Auntie saw it too. Ever since marrying her, Father not only became eligible to take exams but also ranked third-place scholar, and in just ten years, he smoothly rose to become the Imperial Tutor."

Song Fang frowned, "But what’s this got to do with their divorce?"

"It’s very related," Song Yuanbao said. "Three years ago, Big Sister and Grandmother passed away one after the other, which was considered a troubled household. A few days before Grandmother’s funeral, Mother went to Fahua Temple to see Master Xuyun, seeking a solution, and that’s how the divorce came about."

Song Fang’s brows furrowed even deeper, "Was this only to resolve her issues?"

"Of course not," Song Yuanbao glanced at the bride being surrounded and led to the bridal chamber, and quickly looked away, "She stayed in the Capital and did many things. During these three years, the misfortune on Father has gradually decreased, and now, things no longer happen without reason. All of this is thanks to her."

Song Fang was shocked, "So, I misunderstood her?"

"Auntie came looking for Father that day, if your tone had been a bit more tactful, it wouldn’t have angered him into leaving unhappily. These words are something he wanted me to convey to Auntie, saying the truth is indeed this truth. Whether you can understand it or not, depends on you. Also, this matter shouldn’t be spread outside."

Song Fang pressed her lips tightly, her emotions complex and indescribable.

She thought of Wen Wan going to the Western Marquis Mansion to find Xu Jia after the divorce. She had cursed her, calling her shameless. When Third Brother went to the Lu Family to propose, she also said Wen Wan wasn’t worthy of Third Brother.

Song Fang’s eyes reddened, "Being siblings, Third Brother said nothing about it originally, and only now tells me these things, is it to make me feel guilty and kneel to Mrs. Wen again?"

After speaking, Song Fang left without looking back.

Growing up, it was the first time she felt so wronged, that feeling where everyone knows the truth, except she was kept in the dark, and only told at the end, making her feel like the guilty party, making her unable to stay any longer.

When Xu Shu saw this, his expression changed, and he stepped forward to ask Song Yuanbao, "What’s going on here?"

Song Yuanbao forced a smile, "Father and Mother have reconciled, Auntie is crying tears of joy!"

Xu Shu would believe him if pigs could fly. Fangniang had always been brooding over the divorce of those two. She was so angry she could burst, how could she be crying tears of joy?

Thinking this, Xu Shu hurriedly ran after Song Fang.

...

The bridal chamber was the original Qingteng Residence, except now it’s considered a redo. Song Wei renamed the courtyard to Wanwan’s personal quarters name from when she was in the Lu Family, Yanyun Pavilion.

After Wen Wan sat on the bridal bed, the wedding matchmaker, Bailing, Du Juan, and several excited madams came pouring in.

Song Wei picked up the golden balance rod and gently lifted Wen Wan’s veil.

When their eyes met, although they had been married for nine years, they both felt the same emotional stirrings as on their first wedding.

Wen Wan raised her eyes.

Song Wei’s brows and eyes hadn’t changed, only now the light cast shadows, adding a layer of mature depth to his already handsome features.

How long has it been since she seriously looked at him this way?

Wen Wan counted; it had been nearly twelve hundred days and nights.

It’s unimaginable how she got through each day.

The wedding matchmaker smiled and urged beside them, "Quickly bring out the dumplings and let the groom feed our bride."

Bailing swiftly went to the kitchen, bringing the pre-prepared dumplings into the bridal chamber.

Song Wei didn’t take them. Ever since lifting the veil, his gaze had been fixed on Wen Wan’s exquisitely made-up face.

Wen Wan’s eyes glazed with warmth, "Husband..."

Song Wei’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he spoke in a low voice, "Wanwan, welcome home."