The morning ceremony was no less complicated than a formal wedding.
But it's not completely ancient.
In the past, this ceremony was called the "Coming of Marriage Ceremony", and all the participants were relatives of the same family.
The bride served tea to her parents-in-law, and gave her sister-in-law and sister-in-law the shoes she made herself.
But now, there are undoubtedly many steps added and mixed.
Feng Shuai may have wanted to let Xue Zhengdong hold a wedding banquet at home and change his surname; however, Xue Zhengdong did not agree, so the ceremony on the second day of the wedding became extra grand.
I heard that Lu Yao was serving tea to Feng Shuai.
Feng Shuai happily took the tea, took two sips, and gave Wen Luyao a big red envelope.
"I didn't have a consummation ceremony when I got married..." Yun Qiao thought to the side.
Because she escaped before dawn, many subsequent ceremonies were kept simple, but it was said to the outside world that Master Qi was ill.
Thinking of this, Yun Qiao couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips.
Her eyes followed Wen Luyao and Xue Zhengdong, watching them give gifts to everyone in the Feng family, and everyone was beaming with joy.
After the ceremony was over, it was time to leave. Wen Lu Yao winked at Yun Qiao and asked Yun Qiao to wait a moment and tell her something later.
Yun Qiao nodded.
Feng Shuai had already stood up and was about to say goodbye to Yun Qiao and Xi Lanting and send them out personally. Only then did Yun Qiao return his gaze to Feng Shuai.
Seeing this, Yun Qiao's eyes flashed with surprise.
The vitality in Feng Shuai's body gradually weakened from his stomach, and then invaded downwards little by little.
This happened to the human race, and it is easy to explain: he ate or drank poison.
Not heavy, but the effect is obvious.
It wasn't there when I came in.
Feng Shuai only drank Wen Lu Yaojing’s tea from beginning to end.
"Commander, I heard that you have countless hidden knives?"
Yun Qiao stepped forward, exchanged greetings with Feng Shuai, and said nonsense, "How many are there?"
What era is it from?”
She didn't know if Feng Shuai had a hidden knife.
It's just that generals have the habit of collecting weapons more or less.
Even if you don't love it, you will still hide some of it.
Feng Shuai smiled and said: "There are swords from all eras, and there are also a few famous swords."
"Then can I take a look?
I have a knife, which is very sharp and easy to use. It is made of red black stone, and the blade is dull.
I want to see the difference between a real famous sword and my sword."
Yun Qiao said.
Feng Shuai is in high spirits during happy events. He is enjoying a successful career and has a harmonious family, so he is naturally happy to play with his children.
Especially since the other party is his daughter-in-law's natal family, it is natural that they should be treated properly.
The comparison in Yun Qiao's words made it even harder for Feng Shuai to reject her.
"If Madam Seven doesn't mind, please come here."
Feng Shuai smiled.
He led Yun Qiao and Xi Lanting to his outer study.
There is a small room in the outer study room, which houses three shelves of ancient books: a dazzling array of weapons of all colors.
In addition to knives, swords, and guns.
Only the collection on the westernmost shelf is brand new, while the others are slightly damaged. They may be souvenirs of victory in each war, or lessons from failure.
Feng Shuai didn't show off, he just led Yun Qiao and Xi Lanting to the westernmost knife rest and let them see for themselves.
The adjutant withdrew.
There was no one around, so Yun Qiao turned around and looked at Feng Shuai: "How do you feel?"
This question came out of the blue.
Feng Shuai glanced at Yun Qiao and then at Xi Lanting, a little confused: "What does the Seventh Lady mean?"
"Are you feeling uncomfortable in your body at this moment?"
Yun Qiao asked.
Feng Shuai was slightly surprised: "No..."
After all, he is getting older and his reactions are slower.
Even if you feel uncomfortable, you won't feel it right away.
"Commander, actually I don't want to see the hidden knife, I just want to have a few words with you alone."
Yun Qiao said truthfully.
Xi Lanting glanced at them, turned around and retreated out the door.