311. Chapter 311 Why don't you take off your hijab now?
"Concubine, please get off the sedan chair."
Mu Yanxi got up early in the morning and was busy.
She felt that she was dreaming.
Dreaming of a ridiculous dream.
Until she was led into the new house by Mu Yunyan, she still had a vague and unreal feeling.
She got married...
She married Rong Chu...
What a ridiculous thing this is.
Things she had never dared to think about, and things she had never been able to think about, became a reality.
The maid next to her screamed "concubine" one after another, making her feel that this ridiculous dream was becoming more and more ridiculous.
Mu Yunyan helped her sit down by the bed and said in a soft voice, "Concubine, do you want some water? Yunyan will go and pour you some tea to moisten your mouth."
She married into Prince Rong's Mansion, and Mu Yunyan also came with her. Ostensibly she was her personal maid, but Mu Yanxi could only order her to do some tasks like serving tea and water.
She knew that Mu Yunyan wouldn't be able to stay by her side for long.
Even if the daughter of the Minister of Rites is just a concubine, she cannot really become a servant.
There are three positions for concubines in the palace.
It is estimated that the position Rong Chu will give Mu Yunyan will be at least a concubine.
Mu Yanxi had not had a sip of water since early morning. She was dying of thirst and was about to nod.
There was a squeak.
The door was pushed open gently.
Through a thin layer of red veil, she saw Yun Xia walking in from outside.
On this festive day, Yun Xia also wore a water-red dress to suit the occasion.
With a smile on her face, she walked up to Mu Yanxi and bowed to her politely, "I have seen the concubine."
They were friends with equal status in the past, but now Yun Xia was saluting her again and claiming to be a slave in front of her. Mu Yanxi felt extremely embarrassed, reached out and pulled off the red hijab, stared at her and said, "Why are you not a slave?"
Yes, I feel uncomfortable all over, Yun Xia, we are friends, you don’t have to act like this in front of me, I don’t like it.”
Yun Xia looked at her with a smile and joked, "The bride took off her hijab before the groom came. The concubine is indeed an extraordinary woman. No wonder our Highness is carrying an eight-carriage sedan and another
Shili Hongzhuang is holding it up."
Mu Yunyan was startled by her move of pulling down her hijab.
She was raised in a boudoir since she was a child and received education such as "Female Training" and "Female Rules". She behaved in a well-behaved manner and knew that the bride's red hijab must be unveiled by the groom on the wedding day.
This was the first time she saw the bride who had taken off her hijab.
She hesitated for a moment and then said cautiously, "Concubine, Your Highness hasn't come yet. Why don't you... take off your hijab now?"
Mu Yanxi glanced at her and said disapprovingly, "Who knows when he will come? Could it be that if he comes back in the middle of the night, I have to sit in a proper manner until then? Wouldn't that be exhausting?"
As she spoke, she pinched her neck, which was sore from the heavy corolla, and simply reached out and took off the corolla as well.
Mu Yunyan was frightened and dumbfounded, "Concubine, you, you can't do this."
Mu Yanxi threw the corolla on the bed, twisted her neck, and took a long breath, "The corolla was so heavy that it almost crushed me to death. It feels much more comfortable now."
A few hours ago, she was wearing a flower crown that weighed more than ten pounds, and she was wearing a wedding dress that weighed more than ten pounds, which weighed her down so much that she could hardly breathe.
"Concubine, please get off the sedan chair."
Mu Yanxi got up early in the morning and was busy.
She felt that she was dreaming.
Dreaming of a ridiculous dream.
Until she was led into the new house by Mu Yunyan, she still had a vague and unreal feeling.
She got married...
She married Rong Chu...
What a ridiculous thing this is.
Things she had never dared to think about, and things she had never been able to think about, became a reality.
The maid next to her screamed "concubine" one after another, making her feel that this ridiculous dream was becoming more and more ridiculous.
Mu Yunyan helped her sit down by the bed and said in a soft voice, "Concubine, do you want some water? Yunyan will go and pour you some tea to moisten your mouth."
She married into Prince Rong's Mansion, and Mu Yunyan also came with her. Ostensibly she was her personal maid, but Mu Yanxi could only order her to do some tasks like serving tea and water.
She knew that Mu Yunyan wouldn't be able to stay by her side for long.
Even if the daughter of the Minister of Rites is just a concubine, she cannot really become a servant.
There are three positions for concubines in the palace.
It is estimated that the position Rong Chu will give Mu Yunyan will be at least a concubine.
Mu Yanxi had not had a sip of water since early morning. She was dying of thirst and was about to nod.
There was a squeak.
The door was pushed open gently.
Through a thin layer of red veil, she saw Yun Xia walking in from outside.
On this festive day, Yun Xia also wore a water-red dress to suit the occasion.
With a smile on her face, she walked up to Mu Yanxi and bowed to her politely, "I have seen the concubine."
They were friends with equal status in the past, but now Yun Xia was saluting her again and claiming to be a slave in front of her. Mu Yanxi felt extremely embarrassed, reached out and pulled off the red hijab, stared at her and said, "Why are you not a slave?"
Yes, I feel uncomfortable all over, Yun Xia, we are friends, you don’t have to act like this in front of me, I don’t like it.”
Yun Xia looked at her with a smile and joked, "The bride took off her hijab before the groom came. The concubine is indeed an extraordinary woman. No wonder our Highness is carrying an eight-carriage sedan and another
Shili Hongzhuang is holding it up."
Mu Yunyan was startled by her move of pulling down her hijab.
She was raised in a boudoir since she was a child and received education such as "Female Training" and "Female Rules". She behaved in a well-behaved manner and knew that the bride's red hijab must be unveiled by the groom on the wedding day.
This was the first time she saw the bride who had taken off her hijab.
She hesitated for a moment and then said cautiously, "Concubine, Your Highness hasn't come yet. Why don't you... take off your hijab now?"
Mu Yanxi glanced at her and said disapprovingly, "Who knows when he will come? Could it be that if he comes back in the middle of the night, I have to sit in a proper manner until then? Wouldn't that be exhausting?"
As she spoke, she pinched her neck, which was sore from the heavy corolla, and simply reached out and took off the corolla as well.
Mu Yunyan was frightened and dumbfounded, "Concubine, you, you can't do this."
Mu Yanxi threw the corolla on the bed, twisted her neck, and took a long breath, "The corolla was so heavy that it almost crushed me to death. It feels much more comfortable now."
A few hours ago, she was wearing a flower crown that weighed more than ten pounds, and she was wearing a wedding dress that weighed more than ten pounds, which weighed her down so much that she could hardly breathe.