Qin Wan'er suddenly realized that she had traveled through time and skipped her old father's question, "Dad, is Mr. Li really rich?"
Qin Zhong nodded fiercely
"Master Li's family is rich, and the silver can be used to build a house. As long as you make Master Li happy, there is no problem in getting you a silver note to sew clothes!"
Qin Wan'er didn't appreciate it very much, like a nouveau riche, but she remembered one thing
"You just said that those concubines are sick, dying, and running away. What's going on?" Could it be that Mr. Li is the legendary man who suppresses his wife?
If she wants to get married, will she report to the Palace of Hell before she even enjoys it?
"Life, old age, illness and death are all God has arranged. If you want to blame them, it's all the aunts and wives who don't have a happy life."
She died once, and she still traveled to this place, which showed that she was tough enough. Qin Wan'er pondered for a moment, and immediately agreed, "Okay, I'll marry you."
Qin Zhong was overjoyed, "Really?"
"But I have a condition"
"What conditions?"
"From this moment on, please shut up!"
She has long been dissatisfied. What does an old man cry like when he is a father? Besides, he has to pretend to cry. He has been shouting at the top of his voice for a long time without seeing a single tear. What does it mean?
He talked a lot, just to coax his daughter into getting married? Now that she has agreed, what else is he wasting his time on?
Qin Zhong was so happy that he was afraid that she would regret it, so he quickly called someone to open the door. The matchmaker who had been waiting for a long time outside the door and the maids who were waiting for the bride filed in, and the small thatched house was instantly crowded.
Qin Wan'er was surprised, but no one paid attention to her expression. The auspicious moment was approaching, and the father and daughter quietly closed the door for most of an hour.
It has been delayed for too long. The Li Mansion has sent people to remind me several times.
The matchmaker waved her hand, and the maids pushed Qin Zhong aside and immediately helped Qin Wan'er freshen up and dress up.
After dressing up, the face of the person in the mirror was light and remarkable. Qin Wan'er looked at it carefully and finally made a comment. She looked good, although a little green. She nodded, expressing that she was very impressed with her body in this life.
satisfy
The wedding ceremony was not as complicated as imagined. It is estimated that the requirements for concubinage in ancient times were not high. It only required one or four people in a sedan chair, some blowing locks, and people beating gongs and drums to build up the momentum.
Qin Wan'er was carried onto the sedan by the matchmaker. The group of people hurriedly carried the sedan and walked away.
….
The night is bright with few stars and the cool breeze is gentle
In Li Mansion, red lights are hung everywhere, there are more than a dozen banquet tables in the hall, the wine is fragrant and the meat is fragrant, and there is a lot of people and it is very lively.
Qin Wan'er sat helplessly on the large carved mahogany bed, wearing a red hijab, listening to the footsteps of the servants patrolling back and forth, and from time to time the noisy and noisy shouts of drunken guests.
From getting on and off the sedan chair, being helped into the door, worshiping, and then being helped into the new house, I wanted to lift the red hijab to see what was going on, but was stopped by the frightened matchmaker, who told her countless explanations.
No need for her to write a guarantee letter!
The maids around me were coming in and out, wondering what they were busy with.
It's been about two hours, but I still haven't seen the rich, handsome man I imagined, so I can't help but feel a little irritated.
After finally waiting for the noisy matchmaker to lead the maid out, Qin Wan'er pulled off her red hijab and turned her dark eyes to look at the surrounding environment.