When they divided into groups to board and search, indeed, fighting sounds soon erupted from several ships, and they sounded quite fierce.
Fortunately, they were now numerous and powerful, and the remaining remnants on the ships were quickly cleared.
Standing on the largest ship, Xiang Tong looked at Qi He and said, "Leave this to us. You should be at ease now. If you don't go back now, you'll truly miss the auspicious hour."
"At that time..." Before the captain's words were finished, Qi He had already jumped off the large ship and sprinted back, thanking them as he ran.
But the sea sand under his feet made him unable to run fast.
The captain shook his head, extended his hand, and released his ability. Qi He immediately felt the ground beneath him become solid. Although it was a bit cold on his soles, he didn't care.
"Great kindness needs no thanks." He ran towards the pine forest without looking back.
Grandpa Meng, with his eldest grandson, had watched the entire scene.
Seeing Qi He running back as if he were stepping on wind and fire wheels, he instructed his eldest grandson, "Yu'er, let's hurry home too."
"Okay." Although Yu'er didn't understand what was happening, it didn't prevent him from obeying his grandfather.
The grandfather and grandson had just driven their carriage out of the pine forest when they saw Qi He riding a fine horse, galloping past them like lightning.
"Grandpa, I want to marry Sister Fu before the auspicious hour, so I won't wait for you."
Looking at the back of his future brother-in-law, Yu'er added, "His voice has already become a lingering echo. Brother-in-law must be running quite fast."
"The faster, the better, so he won't miss the auspicious hour."
The old man was open-minded, but some things left by the ancestors still needed to be adhered to, such as the auspicious hour.
Yu'er, being so clever, immediately waved the small whip in his hand after hearing his grandfather's words, lightly tapping the horse's hindquarters.
The bay horse seemed to understand its young master's intentions and immediately galloped after them.
Fu Yu had been standing at the main entrance of his home, shielding his eyes with his hand and gazing in the direction of the sea.
Alas, why did their daughter's wedding day coincide with this incident?
Alas, he had lost count of how many sighs he had uttered.
Suddenly, a great change occurred in his eyes. A fine horse was galloping towards him in his field of vision. He was too familiar with the young man on the horse, as familiar as if he were his own son.
"It's, it's Xiao He who has returned."
Fu Yu said, and then ran into the courtyard.
The auspicious hour was approaching. Madam Fang and the others were pacing anxiously like ants on a hot pan, with no solution.
They couldn't complain, because everyone understood what Qi He was facing.
As time ticked by, they were helpless.
Just as Madam Fang's face was about to crumble, she heard Fu Yu say that Qi He had returned. Madam Fang's expression instantly underwent a major reversal.
"Quick, quick!"
"Madam, the veil."
"Here." Madam Fang took the veil and placed it over her daughter's head.
Fu Xin Ci felt her vision go black as the red veil was placed over her face.
She really wanted to lift a corner of the veil to see how Qi He was doing.
Actually, with the captain and the others there, she didn't need to worry about Qi He's safety at all.
But for some reason, she just wanted to see it with her own eyes to feel at ease.
This was probably the confusion that comes with worry.
Fortunately, Qi He did not make her wait long.
The sound of horse hooves grew closer, and she recognized it as Qi He's horse.
Qi He rode his horse to the entrance of the Meng family's courtyard, dismounted, and entered the courtyard. He did not slow down at all, charging at full speed towards the small building at the back.
As he passed Fu Yu, he called out loudly, "Dad."
Fu Yu was stunned for a moment before quickly responding with a smile, "Ah."
After the father-in-law and son-in-law spoke, as if they had a telepathic connection, they ran towards the back, one after the other. This bewildered the head chef who was still cooking, leaving him wondering what had happened.
But the father-in-law and son-in-law didn't care what others thought; they had one common goal: to run to the back.
Madam Fang, seeing the scene of her husband and son-in-law, pursed her lips, wanting to laugh but holding back.
Qi He waited until his father-in-law stood beside his mother-in-law before kneeling on both knees and kowtowing solemnly, saying, "Your son-in-law today..."
However, before Qi He could finish his words, he heard his father-in-law urgently say, "Xiao He, the auspicious hour."
Fu Yu meant that if you dawdled any longer, the auspicious hour would pass.
"Ah."
Upon receiving his father-in-law's reminder, Qi He could no longer care about anything else. He scooped up Fu Xin Ci and ran outside.
Fu Yu, with Madam Fang, urged them on from behind, "Run faster."
"Ah."
Qi He felt as if the wind was beneath his feet, and soon he ran out of the Meng family's gate.
As he held his bride on the horse and urged it towards his own small courtyard, he heard the bride in his arms let out a soft chuckle, "Puchi."
"This doesn't look like a wedding, it looks like a snatching."
"Yes, snatching to get married."
Qi He also felt sorry for his bride, but he didn't have time to apologize to her now. He could only do so after the ceremony.
In front of the Qi family's courtyard gate, Old Jin, along with several elderly people, was at a loss.
"The auspicious hour is almost here, and the groom hasn't returned yet. What should we do next?"
"What else can we do? If the groom doesn't come back, we can only wait."
As soon as Old Jin finished speaking, he glanced ahead and saw a horse galloping towards them from a distance. He shouted loudly, "Quick, the brazier, the saddle, light the firecrackers."
"Ah."
Old Jin saw that someone had placed the first two items, and he personally lit the firecrackers that had been hung long ago.
The "crackling" sound of firecrackers immediately created the atmosphere of a wedding.
Old Jin also cheerfully called out to Qi He, "You two, hurry up." After speaking, he didn't care about his old bones and ran into the courtyard.
Qi He looked at the red firecracker debris flying in mid-air, and the corners of his mouth turned up even higher.
Holding his bride, he took a leap over the brazier and the saddle in one go. Before he could catch his breath, he heard Old Jin shouting from the main hall, "First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to the esteemed elders, husband and wife bow to each other, and then escort into the bridal chamber."
Fu Xin Ci: Others were dizzy and exhausted from their weddings, and hers was already over.
However, she was too embarrassed to say these words in front of others, so she let Qi He carry her to the second courtyard at the back.
From behind came Old Jin's hearty laughter, "Hahaha, the timing is just right. This is heaven's will, heaven's will! Hahaha."
After Old Jin finished laughing, he said to the wedding officiant who hadn't gotten into character, "Why are you still standing there foolishly? The young couple should be entering the bridal chamber."
"Oh, I'll go now."
The wedding officiant responded and also hurried, following behind Qi He.
However, no matter how fast she moved her small steps, she couldn't keep up with Qi He's long legs.
Oh my, if the Qi family's courtyard wasn't so small, she could have gotten lost chasing them.
At the critical moment, Qi He looked back and called out to the wedding officiant, "Auntie, keep up."
"Ah, it's okay, Auntie can keep up."