As the master of ceremonies chanted loudly, Jiang was like a kneeling machine without emotion. With the support of Xi Po, he bowed down, stood up, and bowed again.
Jiang You never thought of getting married in the novel world.
In the world she went to before, she either had already registered at the beginning and took the route of marriage first and love later; or she had to go through the hardships of life and death before she could enter the palace of marriage.
Getting married at the beginning is really novel.
There were endless discussions and congratulations all around. It was very noisy, and Jiang You's head was buzzing.
Fortunately, the bride does not need to toast, she only needs to sit in the new house and wait for the evening ceremony. With Yan Zhantian's reputation, he can probably avoid having to make a wedding party. No dandy dares to make a show of the cold-faced God of War in the bridal chamber, and will be looked down upon by him.
As soon as it was swept, the legs became weak.
The road from the lobby to the new house seemed a bit far. Yan Zhantian led the way in front of Hong Silk, and Jiang followed slowly. After turning one corner after another, he still didn't reach his destination.
The wedding shoes worn by the bride and groom were very soft, made according to Jiang Xueer's size, and did not fit her feet. There was more than ten kilograms of weight on her head, which made her breathless, and Jiang gradually lost her patience.
Fortunately, before his patience ran out, the new house finally arrived, and Jiang was able to sit down and relax his legs and feet again.
Yan Zhantian sent her to her new house and was going to entertain the guests outside. He left quickly. Only Jiang You, a Xipo, and two maids were left in the house.
Jiang took off the hijab by himself again, which frightened Xi Po's face. She rushed over and tried to cover her up: "I can't do it. The auspicious time has not come. How can the bride lift the hijab by herself? It's unlucky."
Jiang raised his eyes again and glanced at her coldly. Xipo suddenly felt a cold air rushing from the soles of her feet to her heart. Her hair stood on end. Her hands trembled and froze in mid-air, not daring to move again.
In her fright, she couldn't help but wonder why this young lady from the Jiang family was so powerful. She was not like an ordinary boudoir lady at all, and was even more intimidating than some noble ladies.
Isn't this Jiang family the home of a fifth-grade official?
"Come here, help me take off the phoenix crown." Jiang glanced at the dazed maid again.
The two of them shuddered when she stared at them. They didn't dare to disobey her order, so they quickly and carefully came over to help her take off the phoenix crown.
Xipo was frightened by Jiang You's look. She used to be eloquent and said a bunch of auspicious words without repeating them. But now she was like a gourd with its mouth cut off and was mute.
I just thought maliciously that it was the bride who was disobedient and would suffer retribution in the future, but don’t blame her for not warning her.
After taking off the phoenix crown, his head suddenly became ten pounds lighter, and the burden on his neck was no longer so heavy. Jiang twisted his sore and stiff neck twice more.
When the two maids heard the sound, they crowded together in fear, like two trembling chickens.
Miss Jiang is too scary and does not look like a kind person. Will they have to serve her every day in the future?
The two maids fell into despair, and only the presence of the other could bring some comfort, proving that they were not fighting alone.
"Bring some food here." Jiang was hungry again. This body had been malnourished for a long time. When he was hungry, he felt weak all over and felt flustered and short of breath.
The two maids were young and very well-behaved. As soon as Jiang You spoke, they ran to prepare food.
There were actually melon seeds and peanuts on the table, but considering their meaning, they must be raw and eating them would not do her any good.
The maid came back with two plates of pastries. She was afraid that Jiang would scold her again, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Madam, the kitchen has only made these pastries at the moment. Can you give me a cushion first?"
"It's okay." Jiang is not a harsh person, so he naturally doesn't care about such trivial matters. He walked to the table and picked up a piece of chestnut cake. Even though he was so hungry that he felt like he could eat a cow, he still looked elegant and good-looking. After all, he was elegant.
Timeless.
The two little maids were gradually fascinated by it. Madam was so beautiful. Any movement she made at random would look like a painting, so beautiful that it couldn't be more like a real person.
Xi Po looked at Jiang and ate one more piece after another. One plate had reached the bottom, but she felt it was not enough, so she stretched her hand sinfully to another plate.
She wanted to speak but stopped, stopped talking but wanted to, and felt anxious inside.