Chapter 401 It’s a Trouble

In the prime minister's house, Song Ci's face was stiff and she almost felt autistic in the spot.

It’s really not something that people do when they are in the back house. When you stay in the crowd of women, you can’t just test linguistics, but also memory. Otherwise, if someone says something, you will accept it, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

But the home court is my own, and when it is a big wedding, people come to support the wedding banquet, so it is hard to treat it with a cold face.

So, Song Ci felt so tired that she was tired of giving her a fake smile.

"The bride is coming in."

The sudden sound was like the sound of nature. Song Cixi couldn't help but finally she could take a break.

"Everyone go and watch the ceremony." Song Ci took the initiative to greet the wives and wives of the wives present.

Everyone stood up with a smile and said a few nice words to express their joy.

When I came to the flower hall where I was in the chapel, I was bustling with people, sitting or standing, talking in conversation, or looking at the door of the flower hall with my neck.

Outside, the sound of firecrackers was endless, accompanied by the laughter of children.

Song Ci sat on the chair of the Grand Master in the middle of the flower hall, and froze slightly when she smiled at the old Master Song who was walking up.

She wants to be treated to the newcomer's gift with this guy and drink the newcomer's tea tomorrow. This Yue Lao will not really transfer this red line to her wrist.

Oh, don't, she's just a fake substitute, her soul is clean.

Song Ci secretly hypnotized himself in his heart.

Perhaps Song Ci was too stiff, which made Old Master Song, who was sitting beside her, feel her uncomfortable and can't help but look over.

Good guy, he actually saw disgust on the old woman's face, that's right!

Old Master Song hummed, what's so great about it, but what's going on with some inexplicable depression and discomfort in his heart?

The noise was getting closer and closer, and she had arrived in front of the flower hall. Song Ci sat upright, adjusted her stiff facial expression, and watched the newcomer holding the big red silk enter the door.

The complex and gorgeous wedding dress, the endless sound of firecrackers and festive music outside, and the smiles on the faces of the people watching the ceremony in the flower hall all told her that she was really attending the classical wedding.

"Newcomers are here, everyone will take their seats." The chant who presided over the ceremony sang loudly.

The whole audience was quiet.

"Worship the heaven and earth."

"Two worships the high hall."

Song Ci looked at the couple of newcomers and bowed to him, feeling excited and her eyes were red.

It's so fatal. The old lady's thoughts shouldn't be activated at this time, right?

Song Ci's eyes were faint. Thinking of the old lady, looking at the young man, she sighed in her heart, completely relaxed.

You come on, I can bear it!

For a moment, she felt that she was not herself.

"House and wife worship each other."

The newcomer bowed nervously and kowtowed to the other party's head, which caused the audience to burst into laughter.

"The ceremony was completed and sent to the bridal chamber."

The newcomer was about to go out, but someone shouted: "Raise the veil, we want to see the bride."

Song Zhiyu paused and was at a loss.

The wedding girl handed over the wedding scale.

Song Zhiyu took it, and with everyone's cheers, he picked up the veil, revealing Niu Paner's slightly bowed face, and he grinned.

"The bride is so beautiful."

"Good match, born with a pair."

Song Zhiyu: “…”

Where to match, he is more beautiful, but well, he looks better than usual, like a woman.

"Enter the bridal chamber."

The wedding lady led the two to the bridal chamber, and drank the wine and ate dumplings again. After the various procedures were completed, the two sat on the wedding bed with a solemn expression.

Being a kiss is so troublesome!

This is the newcomer's idea.
Chapter completed!