Chang Geng could guess what was going on as soon as he heard it — Gu Yun had prepared a stack of letters before the battle to stabilize people's hearts everywhere, and the remaining ones that hadn't been issued so far, he could guess that they were Gu Yun's farewell notes.

He hesitated for a moment: "Then thank you for your trouble, Subject Shen.”

"I dare not," Shen Yi rubbed his hands. "Your Majesty, I have one more thing to ask..."

It was very simple to deal with Gu Yun. It was just that Shen Yi hadn't realized this trick for so many years, but Chang Geng was very familiar with it.

He just had to go back and say to Gu Yun, "Miss Chen has exerted herself for all these years, now she only wishes to marry in peace."

Gu Yun did not say a word; he immediately tossed his brothers’ request out of the sky.

Not only did he not make trouble, but he also used his connections to order a batch of newly created fireworks from the civilian-oriented branch of Ling Shu Institute with his own money. As soon as the right time came, Shen Manor in the Capital and the Northern Camp in the far suburbs lit them up at the same time; the bright fireworks made the night sky appear as if it was daytime.

Although no one made trouble, Shen Yi's tolerance of liquor was very poor. After a round of guests, the bridegroom still had too much. He brought two cups to Gu Yun with his tongue twisted and a stomach full of what he wanted to say.

After a hiccup, he suddenly remembered that he was in the full view of everyone. Many words were difficult to speak aloud; he stood there with his eyes wide, stunned, and silly.

Gu Yun sighed, "Future blessings for you, brother Ji Ping."

He took over both cups of wine, clinked them against each other, then drank his as well as Shen Yi's portion.

Since he started to prepare this wedding in Shen Yi's stead, Gu Yun felt inexplicably happy. It was not the sudden substantive happiness of ‘earning the Zhang Yuan title’ or ‘winning the war’. He didn't have any specific joy when he carefully thought about it; it's just that he felt pleased wherever he looked.

Shen Yi grabbed his shoulder and hugged him tightly, wanting to laugh and cry at the same time, as if he didn't know what to express.

Gu Yun said in a low voice, "Are you happy this time?"

Shen Yi didn’t know what to say, so he nodded.

In the early days of riding into the battlefield, who would have thought there would be today?

Gu Yun: "Live well in the future, don't talk so much nonsense bullshit to your wife."

Shen Yi was half smiling and half crying; he clenched his fist and patted Gu Yun twice on the back.