There’s a Beauty [Ancient Wear Modern]

Chapter 102: Birthday party

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The guests who came today were all acquainted with Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan, and they were all trustworthy people.

Everyone came here with the intention of having fun. Birthday parties usually involve blowing out candles and cutting cakes, but today there was also an element of a masquerade, which made it a little different.

However, from the moment they entered, they could feel the importance that Shan Qihuan attached to Shen Yuhan's birthday party. The decoration inside and outside was exquisite, even the palace lanterns were very valuable, and the chefs invited were almost of state banquet standard.

At first, none of them compared who looked more handsome and beautiful today, until the two young men showed up and they realized that the thing about a Hanfu birthday party is that the young men are more distinguished than the guests!

Everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time.

I saw Shan Qihuan holding Shen Yuhan's hand and slowly walking down the stairs.

Shan Qihuan was wearing a magnificent black robe, looking dignified and extraordinary, as if he had the aura of an emperor and exuded a domineering aura.

What was even more amazing was Shen Yuhan. His clothes were dark on the outside and red on the inside, which was a perfect match. His long hair was simple and elegant. Every step he took was neither fast nor slow, as if his steps had been measured, and his manners were perfect.

Shan Qihuan whispered something in his ear. Shen Yuhan turned his head to look at him, then lowered his eyes and looked down. This made everyone present stunned. They knew that Shen Yuhan had an unforgettable appearance and was very delicate and beautiful, but they never thought that that was not the peak of his appearance. Now they saw how beautiful a person could be.

Everyone here has their fair share of handsome men and beautiful women. Take Shan Qixin for example. He would get tired of seeing a big award ceremony in the entertainment industry. He saw that everyone was the same. Over time, he became immune to handsome men and beautiful women. However, his aesthetic taste returned! It was not that he was tired of seeing the people in the entertainment industry, but that the people in the entertainment industry were ugly!

His third sister-in-law is the ceiling of appearance!

Of course, his third brother is also good.

Wen You was sitting next to his brother, stunned, until Wen Yan kicked him and he came to his senses.

Only when the two newcomers, no, the two old men approached did they slowly come to their senses.

Shan Qixin spoke up first: "Third brother, Third sister-in-law, you are going too far. This dress is so exquisite. I thought the crew had money and the production was pretty good. Where did you get it?"

Before going downstairs, Shan Qihuan was a little worried whether his character would be too out of place. He usually acted aloof and cool, and would it give people a weird feeling if he suddenly changed into ancient costume? Of course, he didn't mean to be disrespectful to his wife, he was just not used to it. He felt very comfortable seeing his wife in ancient costume, or maybe he didn't see any sense of incongruity in it.

Shen Yuhan fastened his belt for him, pulled up his collar, and straightened it out before taking two steps back: "Hubby, it's done, take a look."

Shan Qihuan stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right: "Will I look weird like this?" He touched his head again and said, "I should wear a long hood."

Shen Yuhan shook her head: "No need, my husband is very handsome now."

As soon as his wife praised him, Shan Qihuan immediately became confident: "Your suit is also very beautiful. I thought it would be red, but I didn't expect it to be black on the outside and red on the inside."

Shen Yuhan began to explain the etiquette of Qi State: "In our Qi State, ordinary people will be punished if they use red carelessly. Only the emperor and dignitaries can use red. The colors used on weddings and funerals are black." Therefore, Shan Qihuan's clothes were dark in color, while he himself wore red and black.

Shan Qihuan did know a little bit. It seemed that it was during the Ming Dynasty that common people were allowed to use red. Before that, black was the most common color, and only royal relatives and nobles were allowed to use red. It seemed that the same was true for Qi State.

However, the clothes that my wife made and sewed herself were close fitting and comfortable to wear, much more comfortable than the clothes they wore at the wedding.

After making sure there were no problems, Shen Yuhan also fixed his appearance in front of the mirror. He picked up an eyebrow pencil on the dressing table and said, "Honey, can you draw my eyebrows for me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll make you ugly?" Shan Qihuan didn't mind his wife becoming more beautiful at all.

"Don't be afraid." Shen Yuhan thought of the storybook he had read. If a husband was willing to draw eyebrows for his wife, it meant that they had a deep relationship.

Shan Qihuan thought his wife's eyebrows were already good: "Then I'll just draw a little bit and add some color. They already look good."

"But today's clothes need thicker eyebrows to look good." Shen Yuhan has always had his own aesthetic taste. As a boy, he also hopes to maintain his own appearance.

"Okay." Shan Qihuan picked up the eyebrow pencil and compared his eyebrows on both sides, then drew a line along his eyebrow shape. This was more difficult than signing a billion-dollar order. He was afraid that his unsteady hands would ruin his wife's light makeup. "Will I make it ugly?"

Shen Yuhan turned to face the mirror and said, "No, just draw another stroke on the other side."

Shan Qihuan looked at his wife's delicate and beautiful face. She seemed to be getting more beautiful day by day. He was afraid that he could only see it from his wife's body.

The two of them fiddled in the room for quite a while, then went downstairs after looking each other over to see if there was anything inappropriate.

This is what the guests saw.

Words like peerless beauty, beauty that could make fishes sink to the bottom of water and geese fall to the ground, and beauty that could shame the moon and the flowers are all inappropriate to describe Shen Yuhan. His beauty is different from these. He is not the type of a quiet virgin, nor is he the type of a quick-witted and agile person.

What we see in him is the elegance that is very common in modern people's lives, the elegance that is graceful, elegant and graceful.

Only Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan knew that today was their own small "wedding". Shan Qihuan invited them to sit down: "Why are you all standing? Sit down." He seemed a little shy, which was rare for him.

Shan Qiyuan said: "You two are mysterious and surprising enough, Yuhan, happy birthday."

Assistant Yang very considerately brought wine to Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan, one poured wine and the other poured fruit drink.

Shen Yuhan raised his fruit drink: "Thank you, brother."

Others also wished Shen Yuhan happy birthday one by one. The gifts were delivered to them when they entered the room and were received by Assistant Yang and Assistant Qu.

After a round of drinking, Shan Qihuan said on behalf of Shen Yuhan: "Let's have some delicious food and drinks, and have fun."

After a round of toasting ceremony, the roasted whole lamb that we had been looking forward to the most was served on the table. After playing with it for a while, we became familiar with it.

Served together with the roasted whole lamb was an orchestra of ancient musical instruments playing music.

After eating and drinking, Shen Yuhan's young friends asked Shan Qihuan for musical instruments, and started singing and dancing on the spot. They were all in high spirits.

Shan Qixin was not to be outdone. He played the saxophone and performed a street dance on the spot.

Shen Yuhan kept sitting and clapping, with a frown on his face. Modern young people are so versatile and his friends are all amazing.

While Shan Qihuan was in the room getting a drink for Shen Yuhan, Wen Yan sat down next to Shen Yuhan and said, "Happy birthday, Yuhan."

Shen Yuhan thanked him with a smile: "Brother Wen Yan."

"I didn't expect your birthday party to be so unique. I'll have to have my birthday party like this next time." Wen Yan looked around and found that no one noticed them. He then said, "It's like a wedding."

Shen Yuhan didn't know whether he was joking or not, so he said bluntly: "Then give us some money as a gift."

Liu Tan on the side asked: "What is the share of money?"

Shen Yuhan said: "Brother Wen Yan said that my birthday party was like a wedding banquet, and I told him that I had to give a gift."

Liu Tan felt that Wen Yan had spoken his true thoughts: "I think so too."

Shen Yuhan: "Brother Liu Tan, you can follow suit."

"Okay, okay, okay." Liu Tan, who was always nice to his friends, immediately transferred the money via mobile phone.

Then, somehow, everyone started to join in the fun and transferred money to Shen Yuhan. When Shan Qihuan came back, he heard the sound of Shen Yuhan's phone receiving transfer information.

My wife is good at making money and successfully turned the birthday party into a wedding party. Although it was a bit of a joke, I still took the money.

After eating, drinking and having fun, the guests had a great time and left. Even Assistant Yang and Assistant Qu went home. Only then did Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan start to busy themselves with their own affairs.

They placed fruits, red candles and other festive items on a square table and filled several glasses with wine.

Shan Qihuan lit the red candles one by one.

He took Shen Yuhan's hand and said, "Shall we start?"

"Okay." Shen Yuhan nodded. The process didn't have to be too complicated, as long as there was a sense of ritual. "Then I'll read it."

"I bow to my parents."

"Bow to Heaven and Earth twice."

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

Shan Qihuan continued for him: "Send her to the bridal chamber."

Shen Yuhan glanced at him, lowered her brows and nodded slightly: "Yeah."

Although the two of them were very familiar with each other, they still felt a little shy for some reason.

Shan Qihuan held Shen Yuhan's hand with great cherishment and went upstairs with him. They didn't speak at this moment. It was not that they had nothing to say, but that they had too much to say and didn't know where to start, so they kept silent.

After returning to the room, Shen Yuhan brought out the prepared wine, poured a small cup for each person, and handed a cup to Shan Qihuan.

Shan Qihuan raised the wine glass and passed it to Shen Yuhan's hand. The two of them crossed their arms and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp at the same time.

"Is there any other ceremony?" Shan Qihuan asked Shen Yuhan, whose face was inexplicably tinged with pink. He pulled him to sit on his lap, held his hand and kissed him on the lips, "I've always wanted to confirm something with you."

"What does my husband want to confirm?" Shen Yuhan felt that she had said everything she should say. She didn't know if there was anything else she hadn't told him, and she couldn't guess it for a moment.

"How old are you this year?" Shan Qihuan asked as he smelled the fragrance on Shen Yuhan's body.

Shen Yuhan gave him two answers: "My husband wants to ask me whether I celebrate my birthday in terms of my lunar age or my full age?"

"That's what I mean." Shen Yuhan's current ID card is not his, so he naturally has to ask for clarification.

Shen Yuhan looked at her husband and said, "You are twenty-one in lunar age, nineteen in lunar age, so today is your nineteenth birthday."

"…" Shan Qihuan opened his mouth and repeated in a high voice, "Nineteen? Eighteen last year?"

"Well," Shen Yuhan didn't know what her husband was surprised about. In their Qi country, there were many old men and young wives. "Husband, what's wrong with you? I'm an adult now."

Shan Qihuan covered his mouth, hugged Shen Yuhan, put his head on his shoulder and said, "Wait, let me slow down."

If Shen Yuhan lived in modern times, he would be equivalent to a high school student or college student who had just reached adulthood. Their ages were so different!

Isn't he just an old cow eating young grass now

"Husband?" Shen Yuhan turned around and held his face, "What are you struggling with?"

"To you, I am an uncle." Shan Qihuan said, "Don't you feel at a disadvantage?"

"Why would you suffer a loss? In Qi State, there are many old men with young wives. Your husband is handsome and he is not even 30 years old, so how could he be old?" Shen Yuhan kissed him softly.

Shan Qihuan looked at his fair and delicate face, his 19-year-old darling, at the prime of his youth, and she married him.

"I am almost ten years younger than you." Shan Qihuan said, his wife is so young. His wife is actually much younger than him. When he was in elementary school, his wife was just a fertilized egg

Shen Yuhan said: "Then I am more than 2,000 years older than you. I came from more than 2,000 years ago. How should this be calculated?"

This is the truth. Shan Qihuan is indeed not easy to calculate: "Then let's not worry about age." According to him, his wife is still an antique.

"Well, husband, don't be so stubborn. We are already married, and you can't regret it even if you want to." Shen Yuhan suddenly became serious, "Could it be that my husband doesn't like me anymore?"

"What are you thinking about? How could I not like you? I can't wait to love you." Shan Qihuan is a good husband and he would never do anything stupid outside!

"Then why do you need to care about the age difference between you and me? Anyway, I am now of legal age and can marry my husband."

Shen Yuhan pretended to be angry and tried to stand up, but was pulled back onto Shan Qihuan's lap: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's my fault."

"Huh." Shen Yuhan put her arms around his neck, "Hubby, let's take a break."

Shan Qihuan looked at him meaningfully: "That makes sense, on the wedding night..."

"Just taking a rest!" Shen Yuhan gave him a blank look, "I'm so tired."

"Well, just take a rest. I'll give you a massage." Shan Qihuan picked the person up and ran to the bedroom!

How can rest on the wedding night be a noun

Shen Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief and said that he finally didn't have to carry it anymore.

On the other hand, because he was a little dizzy after drinking, Shan Qixin stayed and did not return to his apartment. He went to bed before the party was over. He woke up in the middle of the night, feeling thirsty, and went to the kitchen to get some water. When he came out, he saw the flickering candlelight outside through the French window in the living room. He was so scared that he trembled all over. He immediately put down the cup of water, rushed back to the room, got into bed, and wrapped himself tightly, leaving no gaps!

There are ghosts outside...