The eighteenth day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day.
Xu Yin got up, and first went to worship in front of the memorial tablet of his mother who died young, and informed him of the news that he was getting married.
Then, I was called over to hang the noodles.
The cotton thread rolled on her face, and the nanny's movements were so neat that Xu Yin only felt the pulling pain on his face, and he didn't even listen carefully to the auspicious words.
After a while, all the hair on her face was wiped out. She washed her face again and looked at her slightly red face in the mirror.
Mrs. Xu Er praised: “My face looks even more beautiful when I open it.”
The girl who has not yet left the pavilion is like a flower covered with mist in the morning. She is very beautiful, but only eight points are revealed. Now that she has twisted her face and trimmed her eyebrows, she reveals her aggressive beauty.
There were still many etiquettes to be followed, and Xu Yin followed them in a daze. At the end of the day, when she was changing clothes and dressing up, she breathed a sigh of relief and could finally sit down and rest.
Xu Jia is accompanying her, and Princess Jinghua and Princess Jiayi are also here today.
Xu Yin's former best friend in Nanyuan was almost separated later. The two county heads of the Wang family in Nan'an County were implicated by their father, and they heard that they followed their mother back to their maternal home. Jin Tong is doing well, and her grandfather Jin Lu has died.
After receiving the official position of governor of Yongcheng, she went to Yongcheng to be the eldest lady. However, Jin Lu was still in Yongcheng, so she could not come to congratulate her, so she sent gifts along with the limo cars of the old Nanyuan ministry.
As for the ladies who I dated in Beijing and China before, most of them are no longer here. Even if they are, the gap is too big now, so they no longer interact with each other.
After much calculation, there were only two Princess Jinghua and Princess Jiayi. Princess Jinghua regained her title, and Princess Jiayi also escaped from the mud pit of her husband's family.
Princess Jinghua looked at her makeup and couldn't help but said: "It would be great if Changning was still here, she is the best friend to you."
After saying that, she realized that she had made a mistake and quickly explained: "I didn't mean anything else, I just remembered..."
"It doesn't matter, I know." Xu Yin paused and smiled, "I just want to tell you one thing, the princess is not dead."
Both princesses were surprised: "You, what did you say?"
Xu Yin asked Xiaoman to find a letter from Princess Changning, and said: "Last year, the palace changed, and the princess actually escaped. She happened to meet me suppressing bandits, so she followed me back to Nanyuan. Her identity is too sensitive, so she has never made it public."
Princess Jinghua and Princess Changning were much better off. After reading her letter, she couldn't help crying. Princess Jiayi next to her also had red eyes.
"It's good that she's fine and alive." Princess Jinghua hurriedly wiped away her tears and smiled, "Ayin, thank you very much."
Princess Jinghua is no longer the willful noblewoman she once was. She has understood many things during her downfall. Although Xu Yin didn't say it, she knew what Princess Changning's identity meant. This was a sincere helping hand, without any use.
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The woman combing her hair came, and the two princesses stepped aside.
Xu Yin looked at himself in the mirror with his hair combed into a bun, gradually breaking away from the appearance of a girl.
When it was time to apply makeup, she stopped her: "Stop! Just apply one layer of powder and wipe off the excess. If your eyebrows are too thick, don't make them too long. Just put on a little bit of blush..."
The old woman was at a loss. The bridal makeup was just like that, but no bride ever refused.
"Miss Xu San..."
"Did you hear that clearly?"
"..." When she saw her eyes, the mother-in-law couldn't say no. Forget it, let's do whatever she says, other brides don't know how to kill people, let alone build Beijing...
Prince Zhao's Mansion.
The mansion that had been empty for twenty years finally welcomed its first happy event.
Yan Ling was dressed in happy clothes and went to the hall to inform her parents.
"Father, mother, I'm going."
King Zhao nodded with a smile, and Princess Zhao had tears in her eyes. It has been almost twenty years since she watched him grow from a child in her arms to a handsome and majestic young man today. Now, he is going to marry his bride and start a new life.
The wedding procession was ready in front of the door. Yan Ling got on the horse and the joy started.
Prince Zhao's Mansion and the Duke of Chu's Mansion are only three streets apart. The distance that used to feel very close has become longer today. Yan Ling doesn't know what is going on in his mind. Sometimes it's about the little things we got along with each other in the past, and sometimes it's about the future.
The dream of spending the rest of their lives together. Just like that, I arrived in front of the Duke of Chu's mansion in a daze.
Dismount, lead the way, pay homage to the elders, pay homage to the wild geese...
After the complicated etiquette was completed, he finally saw his bride.
She held a fan in her hand to hide her face.
Yan Ling's heart was beating like a drum. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, the beauty she showed had taken away all his attention.
He stood blankly, forgetting what to say and not knowing what to do, until he was pushed by someone, and Xu Ze's teasing voice came over: "Look, I'm so happy."
A chuckle came from behind the fan, and Yan Ling's soul finally returned to his body, and he continued with a blushing face.
He led her out of the boudoir and said goodbye to her elders.
Xu Huan took the tea, suppressed his surging emotions, and said warmly: "I'll leave it to you from now on."
Yan Ling should be so solemn.
Then, Mrs. Xu Er, the aunt, took over the role of mother and explained the principles of being a woman.
Xu Yin also responded respectfully.
The two of them walked to the door, and Xu Yin finally couldn't help it, stopped and looked back.
Her father looked at her steadily, his eyes clearly red.
Xu Yin held back tears and saluted him again: "Father, I'm going."
Xu Huan nodded, with tears in his smile: "Go, I believe you will be fine as a father."
Xu Yin smiled and really went out this time.
Watching the bride board the carriage, Yan Ling mounted the horse and paraded through the streets with joy.
Different from the anxious state when he arrived, he now wants to go around the capital three times to let everyone know that he is married to the girl he likes!
As soon as the motorcade arrived at the intersection, they heard a "wow" sound, and long colorful ribbons were thrown down from the second floors of the shops on both sides, followed by the sound of exciting gongs and drums, suppressing the joy.
This movement shocked the people who were watching the excitement. Who is this, dares to suppress the joy of Prince Zhao's palace, and wants to cause trouble?
What happened next moment made them immediately change their minds.
Countless people came out of the shops, alleys, and streets. Some were kneeling on the ground, while others were bowing and crossing their hands, saluting in unison.
The gongs and drums stopped, and everyone's voices sounded: "People of Chu, thank Miss Xu San for surviving, and congratulate Miss Xu San on her wedding."
"Thank you to Miss Xu San for surviving. Congratulations to Miss Xu San on her wedding."
The sound was like an undulating wave, rolling past layer by layer, spreading out from the street and spreading far away.
These people kneeling and bowing include scribes, craftsmen, merchants, ordinary people, even prostitutes, and monks...
Those who had heard Chudi people talking about Miss Xu San at the city gate could not help but think of that sentence: Killing to save life, Miss Xu San is a great mercy.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
A staged victory. There are two main plots later, and there is not much content.