105, welcome ceremony(1/2)
"Hidden Tent" 105
On the third day of August, Hanping Lane is full of firecrackers, and nothing is more lively than the two families who have married each other living opposite the door.
Shen Shishi opened his eyes when the first cannon sounded.
It was three o'clock in the morning, and the sky was already bright. The girl who had not been asleep for almost half a night was sleepy and asked Tao Yin to press her on the dressing table and put her in a complicated and heavy wedding dress with several older nannies.
Immediately afterwards, there was a long hair combing process.
During this time, Tao Yin brought a plate of cakes, "Miss, I'll be busy, but I'll be hungry."
Shen Shiqi nodded and took a few sips.
Immediately afterwards, the hostess came with a full of rouge and powder. After opening her face, she applied it on the smooth and white little face. Soon, a pretty little lady who was about to marry suddenly appeared in front of her.
The wedding girl smiled and looked her up and down with satisfaction. She hadn't seen such a handsome person in a long time!
Suddenly, she paused and said, "The rope on the girl's wrist is very inconsistent with the wedding dress. It's better to take it off and change it to the gilded ring."
Chen Shizhe blocked her hand, "No, this is pretty good."
The wedding dress nodded, for nothing, the cuffs on the left and right wedding dresses were wide, and they hung down and could not see anything.
By the time of day, the sky had gone from dawn to the sun hanging high.
Another sound of firecrackers suddenly rang out, which was more lasting than the previous ones. The wedding girl smiled and said, "It's the groom here."
Chen Shiqi raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he heard this, and nervously turned the rope on his wrist.
As for the lily, she sat upright in front of the mirror. After the nanny of the Hou Mansion urged her to make up twice, the heavy phoenix crown pressed on her hair bun, and Tao Yin helped her to the hall.
At this time, He Luming, Cen and He Lin were both sitting in front of him.
Chen Shizhe knelt in front of the main seat according to the rules and tributed tea to Cen and He Luming, "My father and mother, please use tea."
"Hey, hey." Cen took it with red eyes, took a few sips, and quickly helped her up. He touched Chen Shishi's little face dyed with red makeup, and smiled with tears in his tears: "I haven't returned to my house for a few days, I'm going to marry you again."
He Luming shook his head and smiled, "It's right next door. Isn't it easy for you mother and daughter to meet?"
Cen Shi glanced at him, "Can that be the same?"
"Yes, yes, yes, different, different." He Luming patted her shoulder comfortably.
Chen Shiqi suddenly laughed when he saw this, "What my father said is that I often go home to chant sutras with my mother."
After a moment, the nanny from the Marquis's Mansion came to urge him to make up again.
According to the customs of Li Kingdom, the groom urged her to make up three times, and the bride had to send her out of the house to the sedan chair for this convenience.
He Lin said lightly: "My grandma, you say a few more words to Ah Sha and let him wait."
Cen laughed, "Be careful to miss your sister's auspicious time."
He Lin frowned.
So Cen took Chen Shiqi out of the hall, and two men followed closely behind.
I heard Cen say, "Your mother-in-law is a good person to get along with and will not make things difficult for you, but you must not be a bride's duty. Did you remember everything that the nanny taught you a while ago?"
Chen Shiqi nodded, "I've written it down."
Cen said again: "The grievances of others are not considered a grievance, but if your husband suffers you, you must not swallow your anger. There is no need to worry about causing trouble to the mansion. My father and mother are not afraid of trouble. Remember, my girl from the He family will not be wronged."
Speaking of this, Chen Shishi's eyes turned red.
She was in the Shen family since she was a child. She never thought that she would get her mother to give her many instructions and concerns when she got married. She choked up and said, "I remember it."
While speaking, I was about to come to the front of the mansion.
Cen raised her hand holding the big red happier fan and covered her face, "You step out from here, it is Lu Jiuxiao's wife. My mother couldn't make you have a better life in the past ten years. I just hope that you will be in love with your husband and wife in the future, and the zither will be harmonious."
Chen Shifeng blinked at a pair of mandarin ducks on the fan, and a tear fell to the ground. She said tremblingly: "Thank you, my grandmother."
Cen had to let go.
According to custom, the bride is supported by her father and brother to the sedan chair, so He Lin held the girl's hand and slowly stepped out of the threshold of the He Mansion.
Outside the door was a guard of honor for weddings. Lu Jiuxiao stood in front of the horse in a red wedding dress, looking at the woman holding a fan and covering her face with her hands.
His hands behind him gently clenched into a fist, and his face was very calm.
When he took the soft and tender little hand from He Lin's hand, Lu Jiuxiao couldn't help but press it twice in her palm. He saw the burning appearance from the gap in her fan, and when he accidentally bumped into his gaze, he flashed slightly and lowered his eyes shyly.
The wedding dress is like fire, graceful and graceful, clear eyes flowing, and charming.
Lu Jiuxiao's Adam's apple moved slightly. People like her should use this big red sedan to welcome the door. He thought.
The bride gets into the sedan chair and the groom gets on the horse.
The mom shouted at the side: "The bride got up with the sedan chair--"
In an instant, gongs and drums were ringing, suona was noisy, and a huge guard of honor walked around the capital, and everywhere they went, they were enviable.
The man on the horse is so handsome that he can choose from thousands of people.
In the fragrant powder shop on Ying'an Avenue, Fennel glanced through the vast crowd, her eyebrows slightly frowned, not sadness or jealousy, but full of confusion and doubts.
She had thought that Lu Jiuxiao would marry a wife, the prince of the Yongding Marquis' Mansion, and that his identity was there, so it was normal to get married.
But she never thought that when he married, he would look so angry and his eyebrows were lightly displayed. He had always been unscrupulous to give people a smile, but the smile in his eyes was light and decadent, as if he was covered with a layer of glazed glass, which could be seen and could not be touched.
It seems that the groom who is parading on horseback in front of him only has a similar skin, but the rest is not the same.
She used to say that people like Lu Jiuxiao, people like Lu Jiuxiao...
But she is unknown to her.
"Little Madam, are we still leaving?" the maid called softly.
Fennel suddenly came back to her senses, "Let's go, just buy these two boxes of fragrant powder."
In the blink of an eye, the guard of honor for the wedding disappeared at the end of Ying'an Avenue.
At dusk, the red clouds filled the sky, and the Yongding Marquis' Mansion finally welcomed the bride into the door.
After three bows, Chen Shiqi held a fan in one hand and a red ribbon that was the same as Lu Jiuxiao in the other hand, passing through the uninhabited corridor. The man only heard the whispering question: "Are you tired?"
Shen Shishi shook his head through the fan, "Not tired."
Lu Jiuxiao sneered, how could he not be tired? He was a man who was still weak, not to mention that she sat down with a heavy phoenix crown and a red robe.
When he arrived at Songyuan, Shen Shizi glanced around secretly.
The entire Songyuan was decorated in a festive manner, and she almost couldn't recognize it.
After entering the wedding room with the big red wedding letter, the wedding girl took her seat and said, "You two can drink wine."
Lu Jiuxiao turned his head to visit her, held her hand holding the handle of the fan, and slowly pressed it down, revealing the bright appearance of the morning glow.
He curled his lips and raised his hand to pour wine. The action of pouring wine suddenly stopped. Lu Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, but he never thought that he would pour wine for her one day.
"Give it." He handed her the silver wine bottle.
Chen Shizhe avoided the man's burning gaze, took the wine bottle, and drank it all.
With a "splitting" sound, Lu Jiuxiao put his palm against her neck, his eyes full of charm, Chen Shiqi hurriedly pressed his chest with both hands, "You, you are going out to toast."
Lu Jiuxiao said "yes" and said, "If you are tired, lie down for a while. If you are hungry, take the cakes on the table to cushion your stomach. There are not so many rules."
He paused and said, "The phoenix crown is too heavy and can be removed. The wedding dress... I will take it off for you when I come back, okay?"
Shen Shishi's fist pressed against the log table, and her cheeks stained with rouge seemed to be about to burn. She pretended to be calm and nodded twice.
After Lu Jiuxiao left, Xi Jinping helped her sit down and took off the heavy phoenix crown on her hair bun, and smiled and said, "The prince is really considerate to his wife."
Chen Shiqi stared at the mandarin duck on the upper and muttered in a low voice: "He was not like this before..."
On the other side, at the wedding banquet.
Most of the people who come today are high-ranking officials and nobles. They rarely encounter a wedding banquet, so they have to talk to Lu Jiuxiao, the upstart of the dynasty and the popular people in front of the new emperor. After dealing with these officials with ulterior motives, Lu Jiuxiao squenched his eyebrows and sat down.
Meng Jingheng was already drunk, climbed Lu Jiuxiao's neck and burped, and said drunk: "Congratulations, Congratulations, Prince Lu, this marriage is to put a chain on your neck, and you will understand my pain in the future."
Lu Jiuxiao glanced at him, "My marriage is different from your marriage."
Meng Jingheng curled his lips, isn’t it just a man and a woman? What’s the difference?
He said melancholy: "You married a girl from the He family, so we won't be too arrogant in the future."
Lu Jiuxiao brushed him away and blew his wedding uniform seriously, "Who is with you?"
He said to Tang Mian in disgust: "Hurry it away for him."
Tang Mian laughed and pulled Meng Jingheng to ask for a bowl of sobering soup.
It was already the hour of Hai, and the garden was brightly lit and the wine was filled with wine.
The sound of playfulness and conversation came from the yard. The head of the yard was coming. Shen Shi was pricking his ears and listening to the noise outside, and walked around the house boredly.
She was very familiar with this room.
Suddenly, she paused and her eyes fell on a wooden box on the sandalwood cabinet.
This box is hers...
To be continued...