Today is the wedding of Xiao Mansion, and the street where Xiao Mansion is located is extremely lively. Red silk ribbons are hung all over the street, and the sound of ceremony and music never stops.
Wen Jiaojiao lay on Que Wu's back, listening to the cheers and blessings in his ears, as if he was in a dream.
But the warm touch coming from underneath her body told her that this was not a dream, that everything was real.
She married Que Wu as she wished.
Que Wu carried her on his back to the mansion he had purchased. At the door, a group of foreigners, acting as Que Wu's husband's family, were already waiting at the door. Qi Yao, Wen Yanxi and others were also waiting at the door early.
Que Wu wanted to carry Wen Jiaojiao through the door, but was stopped by a group of people.
"Hey, hey, it's not that easy to marry our girl from Beiyuan!"
"Yes, it's not that easy!"
Que Wu looked at the people blocking his door, raised his eyebrows and said, "You have already stopped me once in Xiao's Mansion, are you going to stop me again in my house?"
Qi Yao rolled up her sleeves and said, "How could I let you know that we, Jiao Jiao, are not so easy to marry!"
As he spoke, Qi Yao waved his hand, and two attendants took out a target and stood in the middle of the door.
Que Wu stood outside the house, and the target was more than ten meters away from him.
Qi Yao handed an arrow to Que Wu, "If you don't hit the bull's-eye, I won't let you in."
Wen Jiaojiao raised his hijab and looked outside. Although the target was not too far for a person like Que Wu who had practiced martial arts since childhood, he still needed a bow. How could he hit the target with just one arrow?
Not throwing pot!
Wen Jiaojiao coughed slightly and shouted to Qi Yao: "Sister Ayao, why are you blocking the door here? Are you deliberately not letting me in?"
Qi Yao put her hands on her waist and said with a smile: "A Shuo wanted to marry you all the time, but in the end he gave someone else an advantage. I have to ask for some space for Ah Shuo to come back."
Que Wu turned his head and said softly to Wen Jiaoyao: "It doesn't matter, it's very simple."
After Que Wu finished speaking, some people began to cheer: "Que Wu, you're going to hit the bull's eye!"
"You won't be allowed to have a wedding unless you hit the bull's-eye!"
"As a man, you can't miss the bull's-eye!"
After hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
Wen Jiaojiao blushed under the hijab as he listened to the teasing words of these young men.
Que Wu looked at the target more than ten meters away from him, dragging Wen Jiaojiao with one hand, holding the iron arrow in the other hand, and threw it to the target easily.
Wen Jiaojiao could still feel Que Wu's muscles tightening momentarily, but they relaxed again in an instant.
She couldn't help but lift her hijab and look forward. When she saw the arrow hitting the bull's-eye, she couldn't help but be happy for Que Wu.
"Little Leopard, you are so awesome!" Wen Jiaojiao praised Que Wu without hesitation.
After Que Wu hit the bull's-eye, he glanced at Ba Wu and Pada who were standing aside. The two immediately understood and called on their brothers and sisters from foreign countries to stop the Wen Jiao Jiao's "mother's family".
Qi Yao and others wanted to stop them for a while, but Ba Wu and the others stuffed gems and various lucky bags into their hands. The lucky bags were filled with all kinds of dazzling gemstones and valuable gold and silver ornaments.
Who in the family of such a generous husband would have the thought to stop the door? They all gathered around to get the red envelopes and lucky bags.
Que Wu successfully carried Wen Jiaojiao into the house.
Wen Jiaojiao originally thought that Que Wu would carry her directly to their room, but she didn't expect that he would go straight to a secluded side hall.
When they arrived at the side hall, Que Wu put Wen Jiaojiao down and led her to someone.
Wen Jiaojiao saw the familiar red skirt through the gap in the hijab. She couldn't help but lift the hijab and take a look. It was indeed Sister Qingyu.
"Sister?"
Sister Qingyu put down Wen Jiaojiao's hijab with a smile on her face, "Jiaojiao, you worship heaven and earth again."
Wen Jiaojiao was slightly startled, and Que Wu whispered in her ear: "Let's worship again, in front of my brother."
After hearing this, Wen Jiaojiao remembered the small box she had just seen placed next to Sister Qingyu. It was a box she had seen in Sister Qingyu's inner room. There was a small maroon pigtail in that box.
On top of the box, there is a fiery red flame flower.
"Okay, let's worship again."
There were no singers, no witnesses from relatives and friends, there were only the three of them and a deceased soul.
Amidst Xiao Qingyu's trembling singing, Wen Jiaojiao and Que Wu bowed to the high hall again.
Xiao Qingyu turned to look at the items placed next to her, tears rolling down like beads. This was the only time in so many years that she used Jiao Jiao to "pursue selfish interests".
She had imagined that one day, Makino would sit next to her and their children would be in the audience.
They were supposed to have a happy life, full of children and grandchildren, and share a family.
But everything is like a dream, and there is no possibility of realization.
Xiao Qingyu stretched out his hands to help the two of them up, put their hands together and held them tightly, his voice could not stop crying, "Jiaojiao, Ah Wu, you must be good, you must be good, you will be here for the rest of your life."
Together!"
Wen Jiaojiao lifted her hijab, revealing her face full of tears, and hugged Xiao Qingyu, "Sister, Jiaojiao will be fine, and you should be fine too. Jiaojiao can't live without sister in this life!"
Xiao Qingyu stroked Wen Jiaojiao's back. The two sisters, who were fifteen years apart, were very similar when they cried. They both started sobbing a little.
Xiao Qingyu has not cried like this for a long time. She has hidden her emotions for more than ten years. She has been the queen all these years and has never lived for herself.
She is also a human being, and as a human being she will be tired, hurt and aggrieved.
She was really tired and felt really miserable.
If it weren't for Jiao Jiao, she really didn't know what the meaning of life was.
Now that she sees Jiao Jiao finally getting married, she is still marrying Mu Yuan's younger brother Que Wu. How can she not fall in love with these two people who seem to be destined to do so?
Before Que Wu brought the news about Makino, Xiao Qingyu had never thought that Jiao Jiao would have such a fate with Que Wu. She and her aunt had been making plans for Jiao Jiao a long time ago, thinking that she would be there for her in the capital.
Looking for a man with a good family background, like-minded interests and noble character.
But fate is such a coincidence, Jiao Jiao happened to be with Que Wu.
And their marriage was not as smooth as Wen Jiaojiao saw.
During the days when Jiao Jiao was in a coma, Que Wu came to Beiyuan despite the turmoil at the border. He was the king of Salo. Coming to Beiyuan at this time was a very dangerous act.
As long as Beiyuan wants to, he can be detained for any reason.
Beiyuan now has thieves like Beidinghou who collaborate with the enemy and judge the country. In order to provoke disputes between the two countries, these traitors go everywhere to capture the nobles of the country. The road to Que Wu's arrival is full of dangers.
However, Que Wu had already made arrangements for Sara when he came. No matter if something happened to him or not, the next heir to the throne would be his cousin. Sara would not do anything like Gong Huo.
When Que Wu went to the Xiao Mansion with the betrothal gift, all the courtiers had their own thoughts. At this time, if the Xiao family and Salu entered into a marriage alliance, they were afraid that Beiyuan would produce another Beiding marquis.
If the Xiao family rebels, it will be much more serious than Beidinghou's rebellion.
From the moment Beiyuan settled down, the Xiao family has been jealous of these courtiers all the time.
The so-called master of great achievements, the Xiao family owns the fiefdom of Yunzhou and holds heavy troops. Although they do not go to court, their power has spread all over Beiyuan, which really makes all parties uneasy.
The emperor did not say anything and allowed the courtiers to quarrel for a few days. After that, he took out a decree drafted by the late emperor and read it out.
That was a decree that the old Duke asked the late Emperor before he died.
When Salo sent troops to aid Beiyuan, he helped Beiyuan retake several cities. Several times their soldiers and horses were besieged but were rescued by Salo. Beiyuan owed a lot to Salo.
After Beiyuan was settled, Suo Luo did not ask for anything in return, he just wanted Xiao Qingyu, but Beiyuan never did it.
The old Duke felt guilty in his heart. This guilt was not only due to his "righteousness" to Sara, but also his "love" to his granddaughter.
So before he died, he asked for a copy of the late emperor's will.
Even in the future, if Suoluo wants something from Beiyuan, Beiyuan cannot refuse it as long as it does not damage the country's foundation and does not invade the territory.
As soon as this decree came out, no matter how dissatisfied the courtiers were, they had no choice but to keep silent.
At the beginning, Makino was also willing to give up the throne and be with Xiao Qingyu. The characteristics of the Salo people determined their behavior and dealing with things. They did not lack a king or any outstanding person, but Makino lacked Xiao Qingyu.
But it is impossible for Xiao Qingyu to give up Beiyuan and the Xiao family, they are destined to be impossible.
Xiao Qingyu and Wen Jiaojiao held each other and cried for a long time. Xiao Qingyu almost wanted to cry all the grievances she had suffered over the years. She could only cry on the day when Jiaojiao was getting married, even if her eyes were swollen and she was speechless.
No one doubted her.
Listening to the lively sounds in the front hall, Xiao Qingyu stopped crying, took a good look at Jiao Jiao in her wedding dress, and then left with Qing Quan Qing Bo.