Chapter 1245 Do you want to be a wife or a concubine
I don't know how I responded to this sentence.
But in the end, I did collapse in An Gui's arms, being held by him like that, and finally, bearing everyone's gaze, I returned to the small room he gave me.
Probably because he really scared me, An Gui didn't touch me after that. At most, he just held my hand.
After Abdul and his friends finished practicing, An Gui asked me: "Do you want to marry me?"
Actually I don't want to.
But I saw the coldness in his deep eyes, and I knew that if I didn't want to, I would definitely die today.
So, I swallowed my saliva, took a deep breath, and said to him: "I think so. But we Central Plains people want ten miles of red makeup."
An Gui was very interested in what I said about the weddings of the Central Plains people, and he dragged me to talk to him all night.
I only had impressions of ancient weddings from books, so I told him:
"In our Central Plains, weddings start with the marriage proposal. After the marriage proposal, matchmaking, and engagement, the formal wedding process can begin: carrying the sedan chair - crossing the brazier and shooting arrows - worshiping in the hall and drinking wine - tying the knot and thanking the matchmaker.
etc."
An Gui's eyes lit up after listening to what I told him about the plot. He held my palm with his hand, rubbed it gently, and asked in a gentle tone:
"What's your favorite part? The wedding ceremony?"
I blushed, glared at him, shook my head and said, "Of course not."
My favorite part is getting on the sedan.
In ancient times, before getting into the sedan chair, the bride was urged to make up by her groom three times, pretending that she did not want to get married and was too lazy to dress up, and then sat on her lap. The mother fed her daughter the meal in the sedan chair, which meant that she should not forget the kindness of nurturing her daughter.
There are three unusual customs: one is "crying on the sedan chair". When the daughter gets on the sedan chair, the mother cries to see her off. Most of the cries are blessings and instructions, such as: "Nana, ah, nan, you can carry it away, it makes a roar!"
Go alone, come with the trend!"
"Respect your parents-in-law, respect your blessings, respect your husband for having food to eat," etc. The bride was moved and said goodbye with tears.
The second step is to "carry the bride into the sedan chair". The bride is carried into the sedan chair by her brother. After entering the sedan chair and sitting down, her hips should not move casually to ensure safety and stability.
The third one is "Pour out fire and ashes".
Under the bride's seat, there is a fire pot burning charcoal and spices, and a mat is tied to the rear bar of the sedan, which is commonly known as "the fire pot inside the sedan chair and the mat behind the sedan chair".
When the sedan is lifted up, the bride's family sets off firecrackers and scatters tea and rice on the top of the sedan. The bride's brothers accompany the sedan, which is called "sending off the sedan".
In urban areas, people carrying sedan chairs have to go around Chitose Square or Sanfaqing (place name) to get the "Chitose" and "Three Hair" prizes.
Brothers will return as soon as they arrive halfway, and they must pack some fire ashes and light incense or cigarettes from the fire. When they return home, they will put them in the fire jar. This is commonly known as "pouring fire ashes" or "catching fire".
"Do you want someone to cry on the sedan chair?" An Gui suddenly asked me. He seemed a little excited.
I knew he wanted to ask about my family.
I shook my head gently, "No, my home is not here, and my family is not here either."
Where can anyone get on the sedan chair crying for me?
Even in modern times, I am a nerd and have few friends and family to help me.
An Gui didn't know if he understood my sadness. He suddenly held my face and said with some domineering paranoia: "As long as you want, I can make the entire Thirteen Cities of Tianfang cry for you."
My head is full of black lines, how dare I want this?
This is a bit too exaggerated.
But An Gui didn't think so. He even asked me about the details of how I cried on the sedan chair. Listening to his concerned tone, for a moment, I really thought that he wanted to marry me and be with me.
But I am also sober. I know that I do not belong to this era, so I must not have feelings for the people here.
This is irresponsible to oneself!
"I'll take you to the house of the person I like. Be good and don't make them unhappy." The next day, An Gui took me out and specifically whispered in my ear.
It was obvious that he cared very much about the person he said he liked.
Although it is surprising that someone like him could have someone he likes, it is not difficult to understand after thinking about it...
No one is born cruel and terrible. There is probably a place of softness in everyone's heart.
However, when it actually arrived, I took back my words.
Perhaps for An Gui, this was softness, but for those Central Plains people who were tied together by them, it was cruelty.
I saw many Central Plains people being used as slaves by them, with deep and shallow whip marks on their bodies, which looked terrible.
When they saw me, they were a little surprised.
I understood that look, it was asking why I was okay and why I could be on the same horse as An Gui.
I think...it can only be because I put on a good skin when I came here.
"An Gui, have you fallen in love with another Central Plains woman?" The girl who came over was named Linglan, which is a name from the Central Plains people.
It was only later that I found out that she liked Angui.
It was because of An Gui that he changed his name.
But An Gui is not interested in explaining my situation to her now. Instead, he said: "Where is your mother?"
"Inside! I'll take you in. Leave this Central Plains man to the slaves." Linglan said, already holding An Gui's arm and walking inside.
Maybe I don't like An Gui, so when I saw him being intimate with other women, I didn't have many thoughts.
An Gui didn't like my reaction very much. He looked back at me and said coldly: "You are not allowed to leave. Remember what you promised me."
Oh, how could I leave!
This is their territory. Even if I walk out of the gate, I can't reach the river.
I'm not accepting my fate, I just don't want to waste time and increase risks for myself.
I don't know what they said inside, but when An Gui came out, Linglan's face was red and she looked shy like a girl.
She stood up on her tiptoes, and when I was watching them, as if she was declaring sovereignty, she pulled An Gui's collar and kissed him directly.
"You promised me a Central Plains wedding, don't lie to me." Linglan said playfully.
An Gui rubbed the area where she kissed him and smiled a little evilly, "I won't lie to you! I'll be happy to get married."
I understand, An Gui wants to marry Ling Lan.
To be honest, I'm not jealous, and I even think it's a good thing.
He married Suzuran, so I might have a chance to go back, right?
"Are you jealous?" An Gui came over deliberately to ask.
I blinked and didn't answer.
An Gui coughed slightly, as if he was not angry, and said deliberately: "You haven't said yet, how do people in the Central Plains take concubines."
concubine?
I was stunned, and then said with an expressionless face: "There are rituals for taking a concubine, but it's a little simpler! It doesn't require a matchmaker to get married, three books and six etiquettes, and no need to pay a visit to a church. You can just sit in a small sedan chair and have a banquet.
That’s it.”
"So..." An Gui chuckled suddenly and asked me: "Do you want to be a wife or a concubine?"