Shower and wash your hair, dry your body and wring your hair, and apply balm and hair oil.
The four maids serving at Lanyue Pavilion were not busy enough, so Xiaoyun brought two more capable people over to help.
The maids and ladies in the mansion are all dressed in red today. Young and old can get a handful of money and a handful of wedding candies if they say a lucky word to Lanyue Pavilion.
This end was just tidied up, and the people from Quanfu came at the other end, and there was another burst of firecrackers outside.
Song Qinghuan was open-minded when she got married for the first time, but this time she was just going through the motions.
As soon as she opened her face and combed her hair, she began to put on makeup and put on her wedding dress.
Fortunately, it is September now and the weather is not too hot. Otherwise, putting on these nine wedding dresses in a row would make you faint from the heat.
Song Qinghuan didn't like these complicated clothes. They put them on one by one and he couldn't even move.
With his hands and feet stiff, he asked Xiaoyun, "What should I do if I want to go to the toilet?"
It made all the little maids in the room cover their mouths and laugh.
Xiaoyun said angrily: "You have to endure it."
I wanted to add another sentence, "For once in my life," but I swallowed the words as soon as they reached my lips.
She said this when she first married Song Qinghuan, but now she is marrying for the second time.
I was dug up in the morning and didn't have anything to eat. I peeled two eggs in the snow, cut them into small pieces and put them on a silver skewer for Song Qinghuan. I also poured a small cup of honey water.
The eggs made my throat dry, and a small cup of honey water was not enough to soothe my throat, so I stepped into the snow and poured another cup.
Xiao Yun was listening on the sidelines and then looked at her again: "Eat less and drink less. If you eat too much and drink too much, it will be difficult to go to the toilet."
Not to mention the heavy wedding dress she was wearing, even a newlywed woman who had just entered the palace would be embarrassed to cry out to use the toilet as soon as she entered the door.
Song Qinghuan still felt empty in his stomach, but when he thought about it, it was really difficult to go to the toilet, so he had no choice but to endure the hunger and give up.
Zhang Yunwei and Princess Rouzhen entered Lanyue Pavilion one after another to put on their makeup. Song Qinghuan had already finished dressing up and was sitting aside staring at Song Qingyan eating snacks.
Song Qingyan felt uncomfortable with her wolf-like gaze, but she only had one piece and didn't dare to eat anymore.
As soon as Zhang Yunwei entered the room, he smiled when he saw Song Qinghuan's appearance: "Please bear with me, there are many inconveniences on this happy day."
Xiao Yun was busy with other things at the moment. Seeing her absence, Song Qinghuan immediately flattened her mouth and said, "I'm hungry."
He added: "It's too troublesome to get married. I'm hungry and tired and don't know what to do."
Zhang Yunwei had a general temperament. When he heard this, he frowned and spat: "Bah, bah, bah, what a mess, this is a happy event."
Princess Rouzhen sat on the rose chair nearby and also laughed: "Look at your potential, you can't stand it for just this little thing."
Then he said: "Think about it, if you can bear it now, when my brother, the emperor, and your ex-husband see you, we all have to salute and call you the emperor's aunt."
When the word "ex-husband" was mentioned, the room suddenly became silent. It would not be unlucky to single out this person on this special day.
Rouzhen was also quick to speak for a moment, and when she spoke, she saw something was wrong in the atmosphere and immediately stopped talking.
Song Qinghuan didn't care at all, and felt that Rouzhen's words were right, so she nodded and said, "That's right. For the sake of you calling me the emperor's aunt, I should endure it."
Seeing that Song Qinghuan didn't care about it, everyone in the room felt relieved and started to choose something else to say.
It was almost time, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard one after another in the front yard. Not long after, Xunmei ran back all the way, laughing and saying: "The groom is here, the groom is here..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Rouzhen and Song Qingyan couldn't sit still. They looked at each other and stood up.
Rouzhen said: "This is a rare occasion. Let's follow and block a door. Don't tell me that your uncle married someone so easily."
The two of them held hands and immediately went to the outer courtyard to join in the fun.
There were people laughing and chatting in Lanyue Pavilion, and the maids and women also had happy faces.
There were only Song Qinghuan and Zhang Yunwei in the room.
Song Qinghuan thought about what happened last year and asked Zhang Yunwei: "How are you doing these days, sister? When the period of filial piety is over, will your brother-in-law still want to study hard and take the exam?"
Zhang Yunwei had a faint smile on his face: "It's still the same. I'm sorry to bother Sister Qinghuan."
She did not mention Wei Xiuming, but added: "This time I am taking Brother Xu to Beijing, and I will stay there for a while before returning to Lizhou."
Her expression was as usual and nothing could be seen, but Song Qinghuan could tell that something was different.
The last time she brought Brother Xu to Beijing, whenever she mentioned her husband Wei Xiuming, she looked shy as a child, but now she is indifferent.
Come to think of it, her life was not as happy as before.
As the saying goes, just like a person who knows whether his drinking water is hot or cold, Song Qinghuan didn't find it easy to ask about those things, so he just said nothing.
Zhang Yunwei looked at Song Qinghuan, but hesitated several times, and finally sighed deeply: "Originally, we thought we were going to be sisters-in-law, but now I realize that we are destined to be sisters-in-law."
Song Qinghuan knew that she was thinking of Wei Yutang, so he lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, we are destined to be together."
Since I met Wei Yutang at Hongfa Temple in May, I only found out that he had returned to Lizhou, and there was no news from him.
Although Song Qinghuan didn't have any deep love between man and woman towards him, she still felt guilty towards him.
After being silent for a while, he raised his head again and asked softly: "I heard that Third Brother Wei was ill for several days. I wonder if he has recovered from his illness now?"
"Okay." Zhang Yun said softly: "I came back from Kyoto in May and I was fine in less than half a month. Now I am studying with my husband, and I plan to take the exam in addition to taking the exam."
"Testing for merit and fame." Song Qinghuan was startled for a moment, then smiled and stopped asking any more questions.
There was a burst of laughter outside, and Xiao Yun came in first. Seeing that Song Qinghuan was still sitting upright like a normal person, he quickly said: "Quick, quick, put the hijab on."
He added: "These children are really capable of making trouble, and they have even made trouble in Lanyue Pavilion."
After saying that, he hurriedly took the auspicious ribbon of dragon and phoenix and covered it with Song Qinghuan.
Rouzhen had already taken Song Qingyan back to Lanyue Pavilion, and the lady at the gate was guarding her tightly, not letting the groom from outside come in.
Rouzhen urged Xunmei: "Quick, go and pour some salt water, chili pepper water, vinegar and dish water. The thicker the better, hurry up..."
Then he shouted to the door: "Uncle Nine Emperors, if you want to marry Qing Huan, you have to pass our test."
Xiao Ci was wearing a bright red wedding robe, and his face was slightly drunk, with a hint of alcohol on his face. Behind him were the officials' sons and daughters from the Wucheng Military and Horse Division.
Hearing this, someone laughed loudly: "Princess, don't underestimate us. We have to go up mountains of swords and seas of fire today, and we have to help Prince Rui get his bride back."
