Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

1674 The Canopy Of Heaven Witnessed Their Union

“I’m sorry you have to put up with this, Ji’er.” Chu Qi was full of regret.

Ji’er shook her head, a sincere smile spreading across her face. “I’m happy enough knowing that you’re willing to marry me.”

Her humble words sent a sharp pang through Chu Qi’s heart, making him want to call it off.

She was a royal princess. Why should she humble herself like this?

He pressed his lips into a thin line. His grip tightened on the objects in his hands, and his eyes dimmed.

After a long time, he let out a soft sigh. He touched her cheek and said tenderly, “Ji’er, maybe we should do this another time… When you’ve come of age, I’ll give everything I have to marry you.”

She did not deserve to be treated so carelessly.

He wanted to give everything he had to marry her—not doing it in this sloppy, miserable way.

However, Ji’er snatched the wedding veil from him and put it over her head. Her glum voice came from behind the veil, “I don’t want to wait any longer, Lil Qi. I want to marry you right now.” She paused, then said, “If you won’t marry me now… you won’t get to marry me ever.”

Chu Qi clenched his fists. He was reluctant to put Ji’er through such poor treatment.

She was the best treasure in the world, and she deserved to be treated lavishly.

However, if he rejected her again at this point, she would be heartbroken and would keep her distance from him from then on.

He could not lose her. He did not want to spend the rest of his life without her by his side.

His eyes darkened. In that case, he would let himself be selfish.

He lit the wedding candles and placed them on the table. Then, he took Ji’er’s hand, and both of them bowed toward the night sky.

Finally, both husband and wife bowed to each other.

There was no venue packed with guests, no gorgeous wedding gown—only the cold canopy of heaven was there to witness their union.

After the ceremony, Chu Qi helped Ji’er sit down on the bed and removed the veil from her head.

Under the candlelight, a drunken blush appeared on her cheeks, its color even more brilliant than rouge.

Chu Qi could not tear his eyes away from her.

Feeling bashful under his gaze, Ji’er nudged him and reminded him softly, “Lil Qi, you prepared wedlock wine too, didn’t you?”

Chu Qi came back to his senses, his face turning red. He gave her hand a squeeze. “Yes. I’ll fetch it now.”

He quickly brought the wine over. He handed one cup to her and held the other himself.

After linking their arms and drinking the wedlock wine, they fell silent.

A long moment later, Ji’er snuggled up to Chu Qi and put her arms around his waist, saying affectionately, “Lil Qi, I’m so glad we’re married now.”

The ends of Chu Qi’s eyes were tinged with intoxication. Gazing at the lovely girl in his embrace, he felt as if he was in a dream.

From that moment on, Ji’er was his wife and lifelong partner.

What had he done to deserve her love and the chance to marry her?

Giving in to his drunkenness, he cupped her face and kissed her lovingly.

The wedding candles on the table crackled softly as they burned, the flickering flames seeming to send their most sincere blessings to the newlywed couple.

The candles burned all night, and it was not until daybreak that the movement in the room finally ceased.

Chu Qi cradled a sweat-drenched Ji’er in his arms.

Ji’er had fallen asleep from fatigue. The tears at the corners of her eyes tugged at Chu Qi’s heartstrings.

He wiped them away gently, feeling a little guilty at the sight of the exhausted girl in his arms.

He had not meant to wear her out. He wanted to let her go after the first round, but she clung so tightly to him that he lost control and went harder on her.

It was the first time for both of them, so they could not help being awkward and clumsy.

He had done his best to restrain himself, but he still ended up hurting her.

As Chu Qi gazed at Ji’er’s young face, guilt welled up in him.