Aodu was very lively today. People gathered around the broad street to watch the wedding procession of the then left prime minister and merchant girl Mu Ziyan. The red cannons were crackling all the way. It was so joyful!
Ten miles of red makeup, red flowers are all over the streets, the spring breeze is blowing, the faint fragrance of flowers is exciting, the carriages are moving in an orderly manner from the direction of Mu Mansion to Xiang Shen Mansion, each carriage and horse are tied with red cloth strips, There were officers and soldiers guarding the front and back, left and right to maintain order, but they still couldn't stop the surging crowds. The people of Aodu crowded shoulder to shoulder, stretching their heads to watch the extremely grand wedding of Zuo Xiang!
Along the way, there was a lot of blowing and beating, mixed with the loud sound of cannons, and finally we arrived at Shen's Mansion, which was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.
The spacious hall of Shen's mansion was filled with joy, and Mother Shen was smiling, waiting for her son to carefully welcome the bride into the door; of course the next step was to get married!
A loud and joyful voice shouted: "Bow down to heaven and earth."
After Shen Mengxi and Mu Ziyan finished worshiping the heaven and earth together, the man shouted again: "Second worship to the high hall."
With a happy and tender smile on her face, Shen Mengxi supported Mu Ziyan and slowly turned around, facing his mother and Mu Nantian, slowly knelt down and bowed to Gaotang.
"Couple greetings!"
Shen Mengxi stood a little distance away, facing Mu Ziyan, and bowed half-bowed. From then on, they were a legitimate couple. This happy moment finally came to him!
"Send it to the bridal chamber!"
Shen Mengxi's mind was full of excitement and her heart was filled with emotion. The woman she loved the most finally married him. He supported her and left the hall and walked towards the wedding room.
Mu Ziyan felt happiness and peace of mind in her heart. She and her most beloved man finally walked into the beautiful hall of life hand in hand. In addition, the devil-like man had no chance to tease her anymore. From then on, she She is Shen Mengxi’s true wife!
In the large and gorgeous wedding room, there were red stickers hanging on the wedding bed, a pair of pillows embroidered with pictures of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and auspicious words such as "birth soon and a baby" were pasted on the walls.
The newlyweds, under the blessings of everyone, were about to usher in their beautiful marriage life; of course, no one noticed that when they got married, a pair of eyes full of jealousy and hatred stared at them closely.
She hid in the most secluded corner. Out of hatred and jealousy, she even bit her lip. There was no age-appropriate innocence in her eyes, but a deep and ruthless heart!
"Mu Ziyan, you took away the happiness that should have belonged to me. One day, I will knock off the happy and proud smile on your face and let you taste my pain!" Her hands clasped together tightly. Together, as if they were not so tightly entangled with each other, she would rush up and tear Mu Ziyan to pieces at this moment!
She is Li Miaoxue. Just tonight, she watched helplessly as her cousin, whom she had been secretly in love with for many years, happily married another woman into his house. She watched him welcome that woman into his new house with happiness on his face.
In fact, no one knew that besides Li Miaoxue, who acted in great pain, there was another person who was also silently watching this happy wedding.
On top of the high wall, the night wind blew over his handsome face, but it could not move his face. His eyes were looking at the newlyweds not far away who were receiving blessings and praises from everyone. In his indifference, he exuded a little bit of light. The land is desolate.
The long hair was blown up by the wind. When the wind blew, the hair became tangled together and could not be separated again. Some people's feelings have just begun or have ended. Some fates have ended. Or should we start to pester endlessly...