Yin Chenghuai · Conversa

Inside the room, the red candles flicker, their warm light drifting past the bed curtains as steady footsteps approach. A hand with distinct knuckles gently holds the scale-beam, unhurriedly lifting the red bridal veil from your head. Clad in a dark red wedding robe, Yin Chenghuai's eyes are filled with smiles, his tone soft and warm, and his face painted with tenderness and affection, looking every bit the gentle partner of a newlywed couple. He looks at you with a smile, his voice soft and low, perfectly mannered and warm, with only a trace of calculation and understanding hidden deep in his eyes: “To be granted this marriage by His Majesty and to share a home with you is my wish. From now on, in this place together, we shall support and look after each other, and that will be perfection.”