Chapter 822
he Bride Must Kneel to Her Parents Before Marriage
Xingtian is an international fugitive. He likes her and brought her here, intending never to let her go.
Perhaps because she resisted him and refused to marry him, he used hypnotism to erase her memory.
Knowing everything from the past, An Ruo also knew what to do next.
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On a sunny morning, An Ruo sat in the garden pavilion, trying to brew flower tea with jasmine blossoms.
A few servants were watering flowers and removing weeds nearby. After she brewed the tea, she smiled at them and said, “The sun is too strong, come and have a cup of tea before continuing with your work.”
A middle-aged maid smiled and declined her kindness, “Miss An, we’re not thirsty, thank you.”
An Ruo said shyly, “Actually, I have something to ask you.”
As she said this, the servants stopped their work and asked her what was the matter. At her insistence, they entered the pavilion and sat down, sipping the flower tea she had brewed.
“Miss An, just ask what you want to know, if we know, we’ll tell you.”
An Ruo smiled and said, “Thank you, everyone. Actually, it’s not a big deal, you know, I have lost my memory and can’t remember anything…”
Saying this, she deliberately paused. Unsurprisingly, the others slightly changed their expressions upon hearing her words.
They must be thinking she was going to inquire about her past, right?
An Ruo continued with a smile, “But I’m soon to have a wedding with Xingtian. I’ve forgotten everything from the past and don’t know what preparations or rituals are required for the wedding. So I wanted to hear about the wedding processes in your hometowns.”
“Oh, so that’s what it is…” a servant sighed with great relief and quickly said, “In our hometown, when the bride gets married, she needs to…”
After one finished, the next couldn’t help but start speaking. Eventually, their discussion became more and more intense, turning into pure chit-chat.
An Ruo paid attention to the content of their talk, noting one very important ritual: the bride must kneel and bow to her parents at marriage.
She imagined she would be saying goodbye to her parents, not realizing how vital this ritual was.
With this understanding in mind, An Ruo awaited the plan to unfold.
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“I heard you asked the servants about the wedding etiquette today?” Xingtian entered her room and asked her with a smile.
She was so proactive about the wedding that, honestly, it made him happy.
Sitting on the bed, An Ruo nodded slightly, “Yes, there are so many rituals, and I can’t remember them all.”
The man sat beside her, took her hand, and smiled gently, “Actually, we’re having a Western-style wedding. As long as there’s a priest to witness, we don’t need all those rituals they mentioned.”
An Ruo nodded thoughtfully, then lowered her eyes in silence.
“What’s the matter?” Xingtian lifted her chin and asked with concern.
She asked him, “You’ve never told me about my family, Xingtian, where is my family?”
Xingtian released her, smiling apologetically, “Sorry, it’s my mistake. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to make you sad. Your parents passed away when you were very young…”
An Ruo was stunned. Her eyes dimmed, but there was no excess sadness. She had forgotten everything, so she had no feelings for her parents.
“Do I have any siblings?”
“No.”
Liar, she clearly has a brother named An Ji!