I’m a Green Tea in a Matriarchal World

Getting married was a real hassle.

From dressing up to the ceremony itself, from picking an auspicious day to nailing down the rituals.

This day, before dawn, the Su mansion sprang to life.

Dressing up was usually Little Qing’s job, but today was special—his second sister stepped in. With Su Mengyi’s personality, though…

“Today’s our last day together, Su Yu. I can’t bear to let you go—can you bear to leave me~?”

As expected, the moment they met, it was like she wanted to cram all future affection into now.

Su Mengyi combed his hair with one hand while the other couldn’t resist sliding onto his smooth, fair shoulder. She stroked it lightly—half on purpose, half not—flashing an innocent smile.

Her sudden touch startled Su Yu, goosebumps prickling his skin. He squirmed, trying to shake off her restless hand.

“I… I can’t bear to leave you either, Sis…”

Su Yu was near tears, but what could he do? This was just how his second sister showed love.

He’d gotten used to it.

True, Su Mengyi might be a flirt, but she doted on her little brother to no end.

Her usual teasing was just playful fun.

She preferred his shy blushes over his smiles.

But thinking of him married, at someone else’s mercy, tugged at her heart.

Su Muqing stood aside, eyes red—maybe from crying.

Probably.

Her beloved brother was leaving. They’d see each other again, sure, but never as easily as now.

“When I’m not around, take care of yourself, little brother. If your Lady Wife treats you well, fine. If not, come tell me—I don’t care who she is, I’ll stand up for you.”

Su Muqing’s voice rasped as she pulled Su Yu’s head into her arms.

“Remember, no matter what, I’ll always be your rock.”

Nestled in her embrace, her sweet scent filled his nose. For once, his mind didn’t wander—he just rested his head comfortably on her shoulder.

“I know, Sis…”

Su Yu nodded, deeply touched.

With his sisters’ help, he finished grooming and donned his wedding garb.

Here’s where he had to gripe: even after adjusting to this world’s style, it was still a lot.

Bright red from head to toe—blindingly vivid. Jade pendants, floral tassels, a headpiece… he felt twice as bulky.

Not just fussy—it was heavy, crushing the breath out of him.

Getting dressed took nearly half an hour. By the end, he was drenched in sweat, practically wilting.

Flanked by his sisters, he stepped out and immediately spotted the flying boat hovering overhead.

Hundreds of meters long, over a hundred wide—a colossal thing, floating as if frozen in midair.

“So this is the world of immortals!”

Su Yu’s eyes widened, a gasp escaping him.

Over a month since transmigrating, he’d heard of immortals here, but only today did he glimpse their power’s tip.