The woman's voice rang out in the room, and chatter and laughter came from all around.
Cheng Jiaoniang lowered her gaze and watched from the corner of her eye as Prince Jin'an was helped by his chamberlain to sit next to her.
Two maids brought the tray.
"Because of His Highness's health, we will not have a wedding ceremony and finish the ceremony with a drink of acacia wine," Quanfu said.
The maids knelt down and picked up the trays.
Cheng Jiaoniang reached out to pick up the wine glass, and Prince Jin'an also reached out to take it. Everyone in the room looked at it with smiles.
Cheng Jiaoniang turned around and faced Prince Jin'an. Prince Jin'an stretched out his hand, and Cheng Jiaoniang passed it through her arm. When she was about to drink, she stretched her hand back slightly and pressed the back of her hand against Prince Jin'an's.
The wine glass was lightly tapped. [Note 1]
At half an arm's length, you can feel the other person's exhalation.
Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head slightly, and Prince Jin'an looked at her and nodded slightly.
This was just a blink of an eye. When everyone looked at it again, Cheng Jiaoniang had already raised her head and finished drinking the wine, while Prince Jin'an just sipped the wine glass.
"Okay, Your Highness, go back and rest quickly." The chamberlain couldn't wait any longer and said immediately.
Before Prince Jin'an could speak or move, he couldn't help but help him up, but his body froze.
"Come here." The waiter turned around and called.
Two chamberlains came in outside the door.
"Is the sedan outside?" the chamberlain asked.
The two chamberlains nodded.
"Help His Highness go back," the chamberlain said.
Two chamberlains came over hurriedly.
Cheng Jiaoniang stood up and moved out of the way, watching the two of them help Prince Jin'an and slowly walk out.
"Madam, I have resigned," the chamberlain said to Cheng Jiaoniang.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded, and then the waiter walked out.
The atmosphere in the room became a little weird.
"Then, Madam, please rest." Quanfu was the first to react and greeted everyone with a smile, "We will leave."
Everyone said a few auspicious words in confusion and then left.
"...I thought it was fine..."
"...how could it be...that even a single chambermaid couldn't help him...and he was still pretending to call others in..."
"...That moment just now really scared me..."
"...Have you seen? His Highness's face is frozen...if this happy event turns into mourning..."
"...Ah, bah, you really dare to say that!"
The maid and Banqin who were on the porch outside the door looked at the women who were leaving in low voices. They looked at each other and saw the horror in their eyes. They immediately turned around and pushed the door open and came in.
The girl in the room is looking at the bronze mirror and about to take off her phoenix crown.
"Madam, let's come," they said hurriedly.
Cheng Jiaoniang sat down and let them wait on her.
"Madam, I didn't expect that the county prince would come to pay homage in person." Banqin hesitated for a moment and then said with a bit of hope, "Is he feeling well?"
When she saw Prince Jin'an appear in his wedding clothes, Banqin cried with joy.
Although the prince of Jin'an County came in a sedan, and was supported by two chamberlains towards the sedan, and was supported to lead the lady to worship step by step, but this was enough. For a woman, it was the most important event in her life.
Be complete.
"No." Cheng Jiaoniang replied.
There is no ambiguity at all.
Banqin's heart suddenly sank, and her hand untying the hairpin ring couldn't help but tremble.
"But with my wife here, I will take care of myself slowly." The maid said with a busy smile.
Banqin looked at Cheng Jiaoniang expectantly.
Before Cheng Jiaoniang could say anything, the maid from the Prince's Palace came in with a table.
From morning to now, the three of them had not eaten at all, and they didn't feel anything bad even during the day. At this time, the wedding finally ended successfully beyond expectations. They breathed a sigh of relief and felt hungry and starry in their eyes.
"Put everything else aside for now. Eating is a big deal," the maid said.
Banqin nodded.
"Eat first, then take a shower," she said.
"Also, ask us where the boxes and cages we carry are located, and lay out all the ones my wife is accustomed to using."
"I know I'm looking at it and put it in Toji's room."
The night outside is getting darker, the doors and windows are open, the summer breeze comes leisurely, and the trivial words in the house disperse with the wind.
The banquet at the County Prince's Mansion has dispersed.
Standing outside the Prince's Mansion, Zhou Hui mounted his horse and couldn't help but look back.
"Master Zhou."
Mrs. Chen's voice came from the side.
"I think I'd better go to Cheng's house."
Zhou Feng was busy doing plastic surgery and went over to salute him.
"Madam, you have been working hard for a few days. Go back and rest quickly. I will go back and tell Brother Fan and sister-in-law about what is going on here," he said.
A smile appeared on Mrs. Chen's tired face.
"Anyway, His Highness can come to worship on his own, which shows that things are getting better." She said.
Zhou Hao's face hesitated.
At that time, he was a little surprised when he saw the prince of Jin'an County coming out in a sedan chair. Although he looked very unhappy, he was still able to stand up and move around with the help of his chamberlain.
But later on the banquet was not very good, so that no one ate or drank, only talking in low voices, and in the end even the King of Jin'an County fainted in his new house.
Although he later asked someone to ask Banqin, he was relieved when Banqin replied in person that he had no answer.
"Don't worry, he can always be nursed back to health with my dear wife here. Besides, it's not an illness..." Mrs. Chen couldn't help but said after looking at Zhou Hui's face.
It is not the disease that is the most terrible thing. Diseases can be cured, but life is difficult to cure...
Zhou Hao lowered his head and answered yes.
The noisy front of Jin'an County Prince's Mansion returned to quiet as the carriages and horses left.
The Cheng family became lively with the return of Zhou Hui and others.
"...the excitement of the wedding ceremony was so great that the two words written by those people were sent to the Jin'an County Prince's Mansion..."
"Although the writing is not very brilliant, the fact that so many people have written and mentioned it is like... as if the great master Qingtian has won the Umbrella of All People."
"Yes, everyone gathered around to look at it, but no one looked at the dowry..."
This statement made everyone in the room laugh.
"What do you think of the dowry?" Mrs. Huang said, wiping her tears, "Our little girl is a huge treasure."
"Madam, the prince of the county has also paid his respects in person." The two women said happily, "In person, from being led off the sedan chair to wearing a hijab and drinking a glass of wine, they all came by themselves."
Hearing this, Fan Jianglin also picked up a bowl of wine and drank it. He couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. He looked up at Zhou Hui opposite him with a dull expression on his face.
"Master Zhou," he called.
Zhou Hui did not respond.
"Master Zhou?" Fan Jianglin shouted again.
Only then did Zhou Hui look over.
"Mr. Zhou, you have been tired for several days. Please rest quickly." Fan Jianglin said, thinking of something, "Why don't you stay here for one night? You will be alone when you go back."
Zhou Sheng shook his head and stood up.
"Then I'll leave first." He said.
Fan Jianglin and Huang hurriedly sent him out in person, watching the young man ride away slowly in the night.
"It's... so pitiful..." Huang couldn't help but said, "Actually, this kid is not bad..."
Fan Jianglin said nothing, looked at Zhou Hui's back, and suddenly asked the concierge to get a jug of wine.
"What to do?" Huang asked hurriedly.
"I'm going out for a trip." Fan Jianglin said.
Huang raised his head and looked at the sky.
"It's dark, and I've been tired for several days. Where are we going?" She kept saying, but Fan Jianglin had already taken the wine bottle and mounted the horse and left easily.
On summer nights, the streets were busier than during the day. Fan Jianglin walked along the riverside street and went straight out of the East City Gate. After a few miles out of the city, the bustle and bustle disappeared. The vast darkness shrouded all sides, and the calls of summer insects and nightbirds kept coming.
.
Fan Jianglin lifted up his clothes and sat down on the floor, opening the wine bottle in his hand.
"Brothers, I was a little late in bringing you the wine." He said, "Brother, I will punish myself with three drinks first."
After saying that, he raised his head and drank a few big gulps.
"You guys have a drink, and I'll have a few words with the third child."
Fan Jianglin smiled and threw the jug in his hand aside. The jug fell to pieces on the ground. The strong smell of alcohol dissipated instantly, and the sound of brothers laughing and fighting seemed to be heard in front of him.
Fan Jianglin grinned again and looked at the tombstone in front of him.
"Lao San." He said, "She's not sad, don't worry."
After saying this, the cemetery fell into silence again.
"Don't be sad either."
It seemed like a long time passed before Fan Jianglin murmured.
The night was getting darker and darker, and the people on the street gradually dispersed. Except for those selling late-night snacks, all the stalls were closed. The boy walking behind, whose legs were numb, couldn't help but come forward.
"Sir, it's getting late, go back." He said.
"Aren't we going back?" Zhou Hui glared at him angrily and said.
The boy grinned.
However, we have already walked half the city to...
"Sir, I know you feel bad, but you have been tired for several days..." he said.
"Who feels bad?" Zhou Sheng immediately shouted angrily, "I just want to take a walk casually."
The boy nodded in response but did not dare to speak any more.
Zhou Heng raised his head and looked around, feeling a little confused about where this was.
"Go back." He said in a low voice and got on his horse.
Seeing the door of Zhou's house from a distance, the young man felt relieved. He was finally back. As soon as he thought about it, he saw Zhou Hui in front of him suddenly reining in his horse. Before the young man could react, he had already jumped down and walked directly to the house.
Rush to the side of the road.
What happened?
With a muffled groan, Qin Hu fell to the ground. Looking at Zhou Hui's fist again, he did not dodge. Instead, he smiled and held the wine bottle tightly in his hand.
Zhou Hui punched him hard several times and looked at Qin Hu who was lying on the ground and just smiled.
"What do you want to do?" he yelled through gritted teeth.
Qin Hu raised the wine bottle in his hand with some difficulty.
"Let's drink." He smiled and raised his hand to pour the wine bottle towards himself.
The drink fell on his face and wet his clothes.
Zhou Hui looked at him, raised his foot and kicked him hard again, turned around and left.
"Liu Lang." Qin Hu shouted from behind.
Zhou Hao stopped for a moment.
"Would you like to drink together?" Qin Hu said while lying on the ground looking at him, holding up the wine bottle in his hand.
Zhou Hao looked back at him.
"She said she believed what you said." He said suddenly.
Qin Hu laughed.
"I know, I know she believes it." He said, his face glistening with water, I don't know if it was wine or tears.
Zhou Hao looked at him and smiled.
"She believes in herself, not you." He said, then turned around and walked away.
"Saturday!"
Qin Hu's voice came from behind.
"Isn't it okay to drink too?"
Zhou Feng strode away without any further pause, and the servant behind him hurried to follow.
In the night, the door of Zhou's house opened and closed, and the street returned to silence. Qin Hu lay on the ground and slowly poured the wine bottle down again.
"Isn't it okay to drink too?"
"Isn't it okay to send congratulatory gifts?"
"Nothing?"
"Not anymore?"
"It's just like a dream."
"Is all this just a dream?"
It’s a dream! It must be a dream!
The wine jug was empty. Qin Hu held it up and shook it. As if because the wine was gone, he roared and threw the jug violently. The sound of shattering echoed on the street.
"I...have...a painting..."
"Beauty...do...for me..."
"Grapes... fine wine... congratulations..."
"..There is a beauty here...I will never forget it..."
Fragmented long chants and short sighs of laughter or chanting spread out in the night sky.
Zhou Hui, who was in the yard, raised his head and looked outside, raised his head and drank from the wine bottle in front of him.
"...I haven't seen you for a day...I miss you like crazy..."
"I miss you for a long time... I remember you for a long time..."
"Short of love...infinitely..."
It was dark at night, and Banqin, who came out of the clean room, thanked the two maids and refused to serve them again, was in a trance when he walked into the house.
The original eight lamps have been removed, leaving only two. The trivial, messy and fancy decorations have also been removed. Several cushions have been placed in front of the window, and long bows, four-legged stools, and smokers have been hung on the walls.
Banqin couldn't help but rub his eyes.
A few months ago, the woman who was leaning on Pingji to read a book glanced at her.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
Only then did Banqin come to his senses.
"Madam, I thought I was dreaming." She murmured and smiled again, "I thought it was at our house."
"It's at our house." Cheng Jiaoniang said, her eyes falling back on the scroll.
at home…
Yes, this will be my wife’s home from now on.
The place where the lady is is their home, and home is naturally the same.
Banqin's eyes were full of smiles, and she quickly walked over to pour tea for Cheng Jiaoniang.
"Madam, you really want to read a book?" She smiled and said, "It's been a tiring day, so go to bed early."
Cheng Jiaoniang hummed.
"I've finished reading this article," she said.
Banqin went to tidy up the bed, looked at the bright red double pillow and quilt, hesitated for a moment, and was about to put away one set when she heard a noise outside.
"What happened?" She was startled.
Although the guards followed them as servants of the family, they could not enter the prince's inner courtyard. Even though this was the prince's palace, Banqin could not help but feel his heart beat faster.
"Madam." The maid also opened the door and came in, looking a little panicked, "Your Highness is here."
Are you here at this time?
Did something happen?
Banqin beside the couch turned pale.
The women's whispered words rang in my ears again.
And the lady also said that Your Highness is not recovered yet...
Could it be that he is really in trouble, so he has to ask his wife to save his life?
Banqin felt her legs weaken and she sat on the couch, the pillow she was holding falling down.
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Note 1: This is not the way to drink a cup of wine in ancient times. I write it like this just to look good. I’m sorry.
Second update today. It will be a little later tonight. I will go to a meeting first and come back to correct typos.
Thank you: Circle 1, Elisha, Flame Knight, lulubobo, Tabalgin Heshibi, Lin Chen_rumeng's God of Wealth Jar, Yun Fangfei, tycheqing, Luna Lala's Peach Blossom Fan, Xuanxiang Taishou, Qin Jin, Alice
Dream Walking, Susha Mingshuang, Xiaoxialu, Lang Xiaoxiao’s Sachet, and all the peace charm rewards whose names can be seen in the background. (As of the time of update)
Modified and does not occupy the text count (to be continued)
