Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

An Yiqing looked at Old Prince Bruch, then at Xia Hau and Ruan Xue, who were beaming with smiles, and smiled. Saying she wasn’t moved would be a lie. She opened her arms and embraced Ruan Xue and Xia Hau together.

Fortunate to have met you in this life.

...

Wedding countdown: the penultimate day.

An Zhihang and An Zhiyan finally finished their business affairs and arrived along with other members of the Gu Family. Following closely behind them were Ye Chenghong, two Elders from the Medicine Sect, and several disciples including Nie Yuan. Naturally, disciples Tiezhu and Yin Xilin wouldn’t be left behind.

When people encounter joyful events, they are spirited and excited; his cherished disciple was about to get married, and Ye Chenghong was full of joy, though tinged with a bit of melancholy. Looking back on the twenty years shared with his disciple, seeing An Yiqing so happy now gave him a sense of comfort. This child had gone through so much, and finally, the clouds parted to reveal the moon; she found her family and met her beloved.

However, three years later...

A hint of worry crept into Ye Chenghong’s brow, but he quickly suppressed it. Never mind, no need to dwell on things that spoil such good days.

Among the crowd, the most rambunctious ones were Yin Xilin, Gu Tingting, and Fatty Mao Er and his crew. Although little Gu Tingting had become diligent and hardworking, her lively nature remained unchanged. During an avalanche, she and Yin Xilin relied on each other for survival, deepening their friendship, and now they met again, making quite a fuss. Fatty Mao Er was also a bit of a nuisance, joining their antics. Tiezhu remained as simple as ever, now a master at the Demi-god Early Stage; despite lacking combat experience, his strength had truly improved thanks to An Yiqing. Long Zixuan and Xiao Hei were not prone to making a fuss, sitting on the sofa watching everyone chat. Old Jin was still a cat, spoiled by the women of the Gu Family to the point of repeatedly rolling his eyes.

An Yiqing watched the joyful harmony between the An and Gu Families and her master, her eyes curving into a smile. She stood at the door, smiling and watching Gu Yelin beside her, her heart filled with warmth.

...

Wedding countdown: the last day.

Tomorrow would be the wedding, and saying she wasn’t nervous would be something even An Yiqing couldn’t believe herself. Today, per tradition, she and Gu Yelin had to stay apart and not meet for a day, or it would be considered unlucky. Even Gu Yelin, who was usually fearless, adhered to this and reluctantly left.

To prevent An Yiqing from feeling nervous, Gu Tingting and Ruan Xue brought a group to keep her company all day. By evening, everyone dispersed, and An Yiqing was exhausted. Alone in the room, An Yiqing sat at the vanity, staring blankly at the mirror. Tomorrow, she would become Gu Yelin’s bride. A new identity, a new life.

Reflecting on their meeting and falling in love, in the blink of an eye, nearly three years had passed. She remembered every gesture, every expression of the man. As she reminisced, her eyes unconsciously filled with a smile. When Kong Shi approached the doorway, she saw her daughter’s eyes brimming with happiness.

Kong Shi smiled, a comforting smile. She gently knocked on the door, seemingly afraid to disturb her daughter’s thoughts.

An Yiqing emerged from her memories, turned to see Kong Shi, and smiled as she stood up to greet her. She took Kong Shi’s hand and led her to the bedside.

"Mom."

Kong Shi smiled lovingly, "Tomorrow’s the wedding; tonight I won’t stay with your dad, but with you for the night. Let’s share some heart-to-heart talk."

An Yiqing could imagine her father’s resentful look and couldn’t help but giggle. She nodded, took Kong Shi’s arm, and leaned on her shoulder.

"In the blink of an eye, you’re getting married. Ah!" Kong Shi patted her daughter’s hand. These hands were so delicate, yet she knew the hardships her daughter had endured were unimaginable, "Niuniu, Mom still remembers when you were born, so tiny, so tiny. Your dad didn’t even dare hold you, afraid to break you. Back then, your older brothers had grown up, and we always wanted a daughter. You were born like a little angel. We originally thought our family could be happy forever, but unexpectedly... Ah! It’s been tough for you all these years!"

Kong Shi’s eyes turned red from recalling An Yiqing’s nineteen years, a regret the An Family couldn’t redeem.

"Mom, it wasn’t tough for me. I’m very grateful, grateful that I could find you all. Also, grateful that I have such a wonderful family. My fellow disciples are orphans; many were abandoned by their birth parents. Compared to them, I’m truly blessed. So mom, don’t feel regretful or guilty about the past. The future, we’ll have hundreds more years to live together. At that time, I’ll have lots of little babies for you to take care of, and they’ll annoy you to death."

Kong Shi burst into laughter, pretending to scold An Yiqing with a glare, "You cheeky girl, aren’t you embarrassed? Want lots of babies. But speaking of which, you and Lao San have been married for so long, how come there’s no news yet?"

Inwardly, An Yiqing sighed with mixed feelings; for what would come three years later, she couldn’t dare to get pregnant. But naturally, she couldn’t tell Kong Shi she’d intentionally used birth control, so she casually said, "Let nature take its course."

Kong Shi didn’t ask much more; after all, pregnancy isn’t something easily discussed. Besides, An Yiqing herself is a doctor, their bodies surely wouldn’t have any issues.

Avoiding further discussion, Kong Shi and An Yiqing lay side by side on the bed. Kong Shi talked about many interesting things over the years; An Yiqing shared many childhood memories. The mother-daughter pair chatted until they drifted to sleep.

The night passed without further words.

...

The next day, the long-anticipated wedding day, finally arrived.

Early morning, An Yiqing was pulled out from bed. Even though she was used to getting up early, she couldn’t tolerate the pain of being dragged out at four or five in the morning. After washing her face, brushing her teeth, dressing, she was seated at the vanity table, her face powdered and painted.

Through the entire process, An Yiqing kept her eyes closed, half asleep and half awake. When the makeup artist finished, Kong Shi, Gu Tingting, and a group of women let out a gasp.

An Yiqing was startled awake, suddenly alert from her dreams. When she saw the person in the mirror, she was baffled.

"So beautiful!" Gu Tingting finally exclaimed, "Qingqing, how can you be so pretty?!"

An Yiqing didn’t speak, staring dumbfounded at the person in the mirror. Her willow brows curved like a crescent moon, her teeth shimmering bright, her eyes lively with light. After the makeup artist’s careful touch, the already beautiful person looked even more radiant. Paired with fiery red lipstick and a vibrant wedding dress, she looked breathtakingly beautiful.

Even An Yiqing herself was captivated by the image of her own self.