The Legend of the Medical Concubine

Chapter 139 The Secret Thoughts of the Bride and Groom

In the festive atmosphere of the imperial city, the bride Zhao Wan'er and the groom Nangong Yi each carry their own secrets in their hearts. Although their wedding seems to be a match made in heaven to outsiders, it is a complex emotional entanglement for them.

Zhao Wan'er sat in the gorgeously decorated new house. In front of her eyes was a festive red, but behind this festive atmosphere, her heart was like being shrouded in a layer of mist, blurred and distant. In her hand, she tightly held a small jade pendant, which was given to her by Li Han when she first met him. The jade pendant emitted a soft glow under the candlelight, reflecting the tears in her eyes.

"Wan'er, are you really ready?" Zhao Wan'er's mother asked her on the eve of the wedding.

Her answer at the time was affirmative, but deep down, she knew she was not ready. Her feelings for Nangong Yi were complex and subtle. She admired his talent and demeanor, but deep down, she could never forget the person who had left a deep mark in her life - her childhood sweetheart, Li Han.

Li Han, an ordinary scholar, has no distinguished family background and no gorgeous appearance, but he has a sincere and warm heart. They once made a vow together under the moonlight to spend their lives together. However, the cruel reality separated them. Li Han went to a foreign land for the livelihood of his family, and she was forced to accept this political marriage.

Zhao Wan'er's heart was filled with longing for Li Han and confusion about the future. She didn't know if she could really let go of the past and accept Nangong Yi. She didn't even know if Nangong Yi also had some unknown secrets in his heart.

Nangong Yi stood at the door of the new house, his hand gently stroking the door frame, but he hesitated to push it open. His heart was full of contradictions and struggles. He knew that the woman he was about to marry was not the one he loved. In his heart, there was always an indelible figure - Lin Ruoxue.

Lin Ruoxue, the gentle woman, her every smile, every glance back, was deeply engraved in his heart. They had chased butterflies in the garden together, discussed poetry in the study together, and those beautiful memories, like a picture scroll, slowly unfolded in his mind.

However, the cruel reality separated them. As the heir of the Nangong family, he had to bear the family's responsibilities, and this marriage was his inevitable fate. He knew that the woman he was about to marry, Zhao Wan'er, was also an innocent victim. Her beauty and talent, her gentleness and kindness, all made him feel guilty.

Nangong Yi's heart was filled with longing for Lin Ruoxue and confusion about the future. He didn't know if he could really let go of the past and accept Zhao Wan'er. He didn't even know if Zhao Wan'er also had some unknown secrets in her heart.

After the wedding, when Nangong Yi finally mustered up the courage to push open the door of the bridal chamber, he saw Zhao Wan'er sitting alone by the bed, holding the jade pendant tightly in her hand, tears flashing in her eyes. An inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, it was sympathy, guilt, and a trace of indescribable resonance.

"Wan'er, you..." Nangong Yi's voice choked in his throat and he didn't know what to say.

Zhao Wan'er raised her head, with a firm look in her eyes, "Third Prince, I know there is someone in your heart that you can't forget."

Nangong Yi was shocked. He didn't expect Zhao Wan'er to speak out his thoughts so directly. He walked to Zhao Wan'er and gently held her hand, "Wan'er, I..."

"Third Prince, we cannot change the past, but we can choose how to face the future." Zhao Wan'er's voice was soft but full of power.

Nangong Yi's heart was filled with gratitude. He held Zhao Wan'er's hand tightly. Their eyes met in the candlelight. Although their marriage began with helplessness, their hearts were full of expectations for the future.

"Wan'er, no matter what the future holds, I will do my best to make you happy." Nangong Yi's voice was firm and powerful.

A trace of tears flashed in Zhao Wan'er's eyes, and she nodded gently, "Third Prince, I believe you."

Zhao Wan'er's heart was filled with gratitude. She knew that although Nangong Yi could not give her true love, he would do his best to give her respect and care. She held Nangong Yi's hand tightly, her eyes full of determination, "Third Prince, no matter when, I will stand behind you and stick with you."

Nangong Yi's heart was filled with gratitude. He held Zhao Wan'er's hand tightly. Their eyes met in the candlelight. Although their marriage began with helplessness, their hearts were full of expectations for the future.

Nangong Yi and Zhao Wan'er sat side by side in the bridal chamber, each holding a piece of red silk in their hands, symbolizing that they would be married from now on. Nangong Yi's heart was filled with guilt, he knew that he could not give Zhao Wan'er true love, but he would do his best to give her respect and care.

On that festive night, two people with secrets in their hearts began their life together. Although their marriage was full of unknowns and challenges, their hearts were full of expectations and hopes for the future.