Ch 290: The red headband.

Yu Nanqing curiously asked, “Yan’er doesn’t like this story?”

“I can’t say whether I like it or not.” It’s just that after seeing it so many times, I don’t feel anything anymore.

She curiously asked, “Do you like it?”

Yu Nanqing was silent for a moment: “I… also can’t say whether I like it.”

Actually, he hadn’t even looked, and didn’t know what the people on stage were singing about. He’d rather watch Su Wanyan than these lovey-dovey things.

Tying headbands was fun for Su Wanyan; it felt like a ritual.

While Yu Nanqing, he was serious.

There was a riverbank built under the Magpie Bridge, with nets hung on both sides of the riverbank for the common people to pray for blessings. Not only on the Qixi Festival, but also during festivals, people could write down their wishes and tie them to the nets.

The city government would also send people here for regular maintenance.

In other words, under this Magpie Bridge, on the Qixi Festival you could tie headbands, on the Buddha Bathing Festival you could pray to Buddha, and during the New Year you could make wishes.

In short, it was whatever the common people needed.

Legend has it that on this Qixi Festival day, if a man and a woman tie their headbands together under the Magpie Bridge, they will grow old together and spend their lives together.

Su Wanyan prepared a pink headband for herself.

Qiuye said that ordinary people usually tied red headbands, but she didn’t want to. All the headbands on the net were red, all the same; how would the gods recognize which one was hers?

So she prepared a pink one.

Yu Nanqing also prepared one; his was a proper red one.

The two twisted the headbands together and gently tied them to the net.

“Is that it?” Su Wanyan patted lightly: “Should we make a wish or something?”

“What wish do you want to make, Yan’er?”

“I was just saying.” Su Wanyan laughed: “It would be silly if only I made a wish.”

Yu Nanqing chuckled, looking at the headbands tied together, his eyes darkened slightly: “Yan’er…”

“Ah?”

“The Seventeenth Princess of Donghai reminded me during that night banquet.”

“Reminded you of what?”

Yu Nanqing slowly raised his hand, his distinct knuckles caressing the tied headbands, his eyes full of regret: “I and you… haven’t officially completed our wedding.”

The Three Letters and Six Rites were absent; at least, he hadn’t witnessed them.

There was no welcoming the bride; he hadn’t brought Su Wanyan back to the Prince’s Residence.

There was no wedding ceremony; he was bedridden and didn’t even have the strength to stand up.

Thus, how could he and Su Wanyan be considered husband and wife?

Was their marriage simply settled like this?

He hadn’t even properly looked at the big red wedding dress Su Wanyan wore that day.

“You’re agonizing over this.” Su Wanyan blinked: “Why not just have a supplementary wedding ceremony?”

Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing was stunned: “Supplementary?”

This… could it be done?

He had never considered it.

“Can’t we?” Su Wanyan didn’t understand either. It was common in the modern era, but was it impossible in this era?

However, as soon as the words fell, Yu Nanqing immediately replied: “Yes!”

Yu Nanqing’s mood immediately improved. A supplementary wedding!

Like ordinary couples, with the Three Letters and Six Rites, and an Eight-Sedan Chair, to welcome Su Wanyan over the threshold.

Just thinking about it made Yu Nanqing feel invigorated; his blood was boiling.

“Yan’er!” Yu Nanqing excitedly called out.

Su Wanyan curiously raised her head: “Hmm?”

Yu Nanqing took out another headband from his bosom, looking at Su Wanyan seriously and excitedly: “Tie another one!”

“…” Su Wanyan was speechless: “Where did you get that?”

“I prepared it! I prepared many!” He then pulled out a whole bundle from his bosom.

He wanted to spend not only this life, but also the next life, and the life after that, with Su Wanyan, so he had prepared many, enough for ten lifetimes!

Su Wanyan ignored him and turned to leave: “Tie them yourself, I’m going back.”

“Yan’er!” Yu Nanqing panicked and quickly pulled her back: “Yan’er! Tie them with me!”

Seeing that he truly wanted to tie them, Su Wanyan found it both funny and helpless: “But what can I do? I didn’t bring many.”

Who would casually bring a bundle of headbands out?

“…” Yu Nanqing pursed his lips, staring blankly at Su Wanyan, somewhat at a loss: “I…”

He had been careless; he should have brought Su Wanyan’s share as well.

Seeing this, Su Wanyan sighed softly, then the corners of her lips curved upward, reaching for the headbands: “Let’s share, these are yours, and these are mine, okay?”

“Okay!” Yu Nanqing’s eyes lit up again.

On the Magpie Bridge, the crowd buzzed, all admiring Niu Lang and Zhi Nu’s unwavering love. Under the Magpie Bridge, Su Wanyan indulged Yu Nanqing’s nature, accompanying him as he tied one headband after another.

Su Wanyan and Yu Nanqing had a wonderful time tonight; no one came to cause trouble, and they encountered no unpleasantness.

When they returned to the mansion, it was already the Hai Hour of the night. The city gates were already closed, and the common people on the streets were scattering in twos and threes, leaving only a few street vendors cleaning up their shops.

The Capital City had a curfew; it was usually earlier, but later during festivals. On days like this, when the people were celebrating together, the patrol guards generally wouldn’t restrict the common people.

However, what Su Wanyan didn’t expect was that Yun Yi would be waiting for them at the back courtyard gate so late.

As they passed through the central courtyard of the Prince’s Residence, Su Wanyan saw that dark figure from afar. As they approached, the light fell on the figure’s face, and Su Wanyan realized it was Yun Yi.

As soon as Yun Yi saw Su Wanyan and Yu Nanqing, she hurriedly knelt down and bowed: “Commoner Yun Yi greets the Prince, and greets the Princess Consort.”

Su Wanyan was somewhat tired from walking. She took the jar of Osmanthus Wine and two flower lanterns from Yu Nanqing: “I’m tired, you handle this.”

Talking to Yun Yi always resulted in misunderstandings; it was exhausting.

Yu Nanqing had already frowned upon seeing Yun Yi. Hearing Su Wanyan say this, his expression immediately brightened: “Good!”

This was exactly what he wanted.

He feared that these people would disturb Su Wanyan’s peace.

Su Wanyan nodded: “Then I’ll go back first.”

As she spoke, she had already bypassed Yun Yi and entered the back courtyard.

Yun Yi lowered her gaze and did not stop her, respectfully making way.

Su Wanyan had no other thoughts; she was genuinely just tired from walking, and her fingers were slightly sore from twisting the red headbands; she wanted to rest early.

Oh, yes.

Su Wanyan remembered that they had agreed to try the Osmanthus Wine tonight, but since her body hadn’t reached adulthood yet, would drinking be a little inappropriate?

A small sip should be fine, right?

Su Wanyan was conflicted.

“Madam! You’re finally back!” Qiuye and Huangye rushed to greet her as soon as she entered the courtyard.

Because they had gotten separated from Su Wanyan, Tian Zhong had asked them to return to the mansion first.

Although Su Wanyan and Yu Nanqing had played late tonight, it wasn’t to the point where Qiuye and Huangye would worry, after all, Xiaobu and Tian Zhong were with them, so they were very safe.

Su Wanyan smiled: “It’s just that we came back a little late, why are you so anxious?”

However, as soon as the words fell, Qiuye and Huangye shook their heads repeatedly: “Madam, it’s not because of that…”