Chapter 7 Wedding 1

The next morning, Zi Luo followed Zhuier Lanyu to dress up. The purple-red long skirt was embroidered with gold thread on the size of a basin, a delicate jade pendant was tied to the waist, a long tassel poured down, a golden butterfly hairpin was inserted on his head, and a carved silver necklace was worn on his neck, and a good light green jade bracelet was applied on his wrist. He was wearing a slightly thin powder. He was really more beautiful than a flower.

After finishing the dressing, the third lady took Zhuier's hand and stepped out of the threshold with elegant steps. Zi Luo, Shuangyue, Lan Yu followed closely behind.

The place they were going to was the main room closest to the gate and the place to receive guests. There were crowds of people along the way, and the maids and servants lined up to the main room with various fruit and snacks. When they saw the third wife, they bowed slightly.

There are big red lanterns hanging in the places where everything can be hung on the veranda, and big red paper-cut flowers are pasted on the windows. Everyone has a smile on their faces. Everyone is looking forward to having such a wonderful day, and Zi Luo is not the only one. She has envied and fantasized in her heart to become a bride and have a celebratory wedding.

"Madam." The voice of her companion pulled Zi Luo back to reality. After all, she was a maid and a slave who could not see the future.

Before they knew it, they had already walked to the main courtyard and saw the eldest lady who was busy directing everyone. Looking around, there were densely packed with tables and chairs. The maids were putting tea kettles one by one. A stage was built on one side of the courtyard, and there were already actors rushing to come with clothes and props.

"My sister is dressed up today, and I don't know if it's my grand day." The eldest lady glanced at the third lady and said sarcastically.

"Sister, I'm happy. Today is a good day for Qingxuan and also yours. I'm just a green leaf, why are you more dignified and elegant than you, sister?" The third lady's voice was even more dull and moderate, making people feel comfortable and uncomfortable when she heard it.

The eldest lady snorted coldly and turned around and continued to be busy in command, but her stern face made her voice more severe, which seemed particularly abrupt in this lively and festive scene.

Zi Luo glanced at Shuangyue quietly, Shuangyue was also looking at her. The two looked at each other and smiled casually. They were like ants, encouraging each other at all times, even if they only had one look.

Zhuier helped the third lady through the busy crowd and walked into the house. There was also a festive red scene in the room. There was a table facing the front door, with a red cloth on it and an incense burner on it. There was a family tree on the wall behind the incense burner, with a chair on both sides, and a red cloth on the backrest of the chair. There were two chairs on the lower sides of the left and right sides. The third lady sat on the first chair on the lower right and savored tea.

Ziluo stood behind him one by one with other maids.

"Please, Lord Yan is the first VIP to visit." Accompanied by the hearty laughter, the butler led a man with a long beard in.

"I am always thinking about the time of the Zhao family, for fear that it will be late." Although this man named Lord Yan is a little older, his eyes are bright and his whole body exudes a majestic domineering aura.

"Master Yan drinks tea first, and the master will arrive soon." As soon as the butler finished speaking, a maid brought the fragrant tea to serve.

"Okay, you're busy, don't worry about me." Lord Yan picked up the teacup and smiled.

"Mr. Yan, I'm so energetic." The third lady stood up and saluted slightly to Master Yan, and the maid behind her also bowed her knees.

"Ha, it turns out it's the third lady, your father is so nice." Lord Yan looked at the third lady and showed a kind smile.

"For the blessing of my grandfather, my father is very good. We will rely on my grandfather in the future." The third lady spoke softly and looked pitiful.

Zi Luo was secretly surprised that this posture was far from the third wife in daily life.

"Haha, I'm old, I will rely on your master in the future." Lord Yan's eyes were deep, and he looked at the third lady, but it didn't seem to be looking at her.

"Master Yan." This very thick voice caused Zi Luo to sneak up on his eyes and saw a tall, upright middle-aged man with a short beard.

"Ah, you can let me wait for a long time, hahaha." Lord Yan smiled and wrinkled together.

"Master." The third lady slightly supported the hairpin on her head and saluted the man.

Zi Luo suddenly realized that it was Mr. Zhao. He couldn't help but glance at him quietly. His eyebrows were on his temples, with clear outlines, and he didn't look like a middle-aged man at all. No wonder the third lady couldn't sit peacefully when she saw the master. She touched her hair for a while, pulled the corners of her sleeves for a while, with a gentle look and a faint smile always on her lips.

"Haha, Lord Yan, don't be fine. Since you retired to retire, I have no one else to be close." Mr. Zhao looked at Lord Yan and his eyes seemed to be flashing. He really saw his friend.

"You old man Zhao must not say that. Who doesn't know your strength in our dynasty? There are many people who want to meet you intimate." Lord Yan spoke slowly, his voice was neither high nor low, but his words were endless aftertaste.

"Haha, look, there are many people coming, and it's time for us to go out for a few greetings." Mr. Zhao pointed outside. There were already many people in the yard greeting each other. The place was getting more and more lively. Zi Luo was also infected, his blood was boiling, and he fantasizing that he was the protagonist today.

"Master, Qingxuan has set out to welcome the bride." The eldest lady was speaking. The eldest lady looked a little tired, but she still maintained her proper movements and smiles.

"Well, then everyone can go to the front door. The Li family is not far from here and will be back soon."

Zi Luo followed the third lady out, but they didn't go to the gate to meet the bride. However, after the others left, the third lady was bored and left the main door and wandered around the veranda.

Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of Chu Qing following the eldest lady. She seemed absent-minded and turned her head slightly from time to time. Zi Luo followed the direction she looked at and saw a young man with bright eyes and white teeth.

The reason why Zi Luo thought Chu Qing was looking at him was because this young man looked particularly outstanding in the crowd, with his sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, gentle eyes, and a tall nose. When he smiled, he only raised his lips, and he looked familiar.

This is probably the second young master, and he really looks very much like Mr. Zhao, especially his eyes. Zi Luo was a little worried about Chu Qing when he thought of this. She looked at him in a daze. It would be bad if someone else discovered it. Fortunately, the second young master followed the crowd to the gate and walked further and further until he could not see any figure.

"Why don't my sister rest in the house and go out to stroll?" The third lady saw the eldest lady standing in the corridor and looking towards the gate, and spoke.

"Sister, don't stroll around, Qingxuan won't go there for too long, so why not go back to the house and wait together." The eldest lady left first after saying that.

The third lady rolled her eyes and followed her. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Mr. Zhao and Lord Yan muttering something close to each other. Seeing that the two ladies came in, she picked up the teacup and drank the tea. Zi Luo's eyes rolled for a moment. This was probably the real reason why the two ladies were not sitting in the room.

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