Bigshot, Your Wife Is With Her Tarot Cards Again! - Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Traditional Chinese Wedding Gown

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

So it was the Qin family! Yun Qin clenched her fists.

After Mo Ming explained his experiences, his figure became fainter. The pitch-black space around them began to shake violently as if it was going to disappear any minute.

Mo Ming took two steps closer and pleaded, “We are both soul escorts. Can you do me a favor?”

Yun Qin immediately replied, “Yes, please go ahead.”

“My wife, if those people had not found her yet, she should still be alive. I beg you, if my wife and son are still alive, please take care of them for me…I lived at White Clothes Village, Shiwan County, K City. My wife’s name is Shuo Xin, and my son’s name is…”

Knock, knock, knock

A series of knocks on the door suddenly woke Yun Qin up. She looked at her phone and saw that it was only four in the morning.

“Xiao Qin! Are you up? The makeup artist is here.” Yun Jin knocked on the door and said.

“Oh…” Yun Qin got up in a daze and dozed off while the makeup artist was applying makeup on her.

After a while, she heard firecrackers going off outside the window. Then, she heard musical instruments playing. It was lively.

Yun Qin woke up from her drowsiness. She looked at herself in the mirror. The person in the mirror had teary eyes from just waking up. Her eyebrows were slightly raised, her lips were like cherry blossoms, and her face was as smooth and clear as spring water.

The stylist styled her hair into a traditional bun and she was wearing a Phoenix crown with a gold base and inlaid with expensive jewelry. The crown even had jewelry hanging off both sides, which jingled whenever she took a step.

She was wearing a bright red traditional Chinese wedding gown. The designer used gold thread to embroider a Phoenix and various patterns that symbolized good luck and happiness on the gown. Wearing this gown, Yun Qin looked even more beautiful and elegant. Her every move was soul-stirring.

Yun Qin originally thought that this custom-made Phoenix crown and wedding gown were already exaggerated. When she opened the door and saw Jiang Mo and the others in bridesmaid dresses, she realized that something was not right.

When she went downstairs, she saw red wooden boxes all over the floor. Someone said, “This is part of the dowry that the Song family gave you.”

When she went outside, everyone, no matter if Yun Qin knew them or not, was congratulating her.

When Yun Qin walked downstairs, she saw an eight-person palanquin parked at the door. Beside her, Song Yin was riding a handsome horse with a red flower tied to his chest. He was looking at her with a smile.

Song Yin jumped off the horse and looked at Yun Qin. He smiled gently and elegantly. “Yun Qin, I’m here to marry you.”

It was not until this moment did Yun Qin understand the phrase, “A young man dressed in fresh clothes and riding a handsome horse”.

The Song family’s wedding procession was lined up two blocks long. Song Yin led the way on his horse while Yun Qin followed behind in the eight-person palanquin. Behind them were countless mahogany boxes, filled with gifts that were to be Yun Qin’s dowry, that the Song family prepared based on the traditional betrothal gifts rules.

Yun Qin sat in the palanquin. It was the first time she had such experiences in her life. She carefully opened the curtain and looked outside. Only then did she realize that even the trees along the street had red silk and red lanterns tied to them. It was a joyous scene.

On the side of the road, countless people were swarming together. All of them craned their necks to watch the Song family’s eldest grandson’s grand wedding.

When the wedding procession arrived at the Song family’s old mansion, Song Yin led Yun Qin out of the palanquin and both of them walked through the Song family’s door hand in hand. At this moment, Yun Qin established her identity as the future matriarch of the Song family.

After going through all the formalities, Yun Qin was already exhausted. She leaned on Song Yin and muttered, “Why is getting married so exhausting?”

Song Yin poked her face with a smile and coaxed her, “You still have to change into your wedding gown. Behave.”

The Song family’s grand wedding this time was a Chinese-Western fusion wedding. In other words, Yun Qin still had a “tough battle” to fight.

When Yun Qin put on the huge mermaid-style wedding dress that Jiang Mo’s aunt specially made for her, she was shocked speechless by the extravagance and beauty of the wedding dress.