No matter how outstanding Gu Shuisheng is in others' eyes, even if he is the newly appointed Top Scholar by the emperor himself, to Zhang Shiyu, he is still the filthy beggar.
The image of him in her mind remains from the day she brought him home.
After sitting in a daze all morning, she vaguely heard someone calling out that the auspicious time had arrived. In a daze, someone covered her head with a red cloth, turning her world entirely crimson.
She revealed a smile with a hint of surprise, suddenly finding this red color quite beautiful.
No wonder her sister was so happy on her wedding day. To wear a red dress and marry the man one loves is, as a woman, the happiest thing in life.
"First bow to Heaven and Earth..."
"Second bow to the parents..."
Immersed in her red world, like a puppet, she was repeatedly pushed down, then she heard her father's voice ahead.
He joyfully said the word "good" three times.
Good, good, good, Zhang Shiyu also started to smile.
