The wedding of Mo Niannian and Jiang Hu was originally scheduled for August 16th, five days later, but Jiang Hu, this bitch, took over all the procedures.

He took over all the processes and arranged everything in just one and a half days.

Mo Niannian was dragged away to dress up in a daze.

It was her first time to get married, and she was a little interested at first, but she didn't expect the wedding etiquette to be so complicated. It took her more than two hours just to do the styling.

Mo Niannian was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep.

"Miss, it's ready." Xi Niang helped Mo Niannian put on the headdress, her eyes full of surprise.

Mo Niannian was startled and opened his eyes suddenly.

She looked around blankly, rubbed her eyes, "Okay? Let's go."

Mo Niannian raised his legs and wanted to walk out the door.

Xi Niang grabbed Mo Niannian and said, "Hey, my lady, the auspicious time hasn't arrived yet for you."

"Then can I take a nap first?" Mo Niannian looked expectant.

She was really sleepy, and being dragged to dress up so early in the morning was simply not a human thing to do.

Xi Niang was a little hesitant. This was against the rules. It was just the young lady’s appearance that made her unable to refuse.

Before Xiniang had time to speak, Mrs. Mo walked in.

She looked at Mo Niannian with extremely complicated eyes, reluctance and relief intertwined.

"My years have grown so big in a blink of an eye."

She said with regret, "It's all because my father and mother were too busy and couldn't grow up with Nian Nian."

Mrs. Mo pulled Mo Niannian to talk about household matters. Mo Niannian was not good at dealing with this and felt a little uncomfortable.

Mrs. Mo also took the opportunity to give Mo Niannian a small box, mysteriously, and asked her to open it at night.

Mo Niannian couldn't help but curiously opened a corner and caught a glimpse of the picture album inside, as well as the large figures on the album.

Hey, isn't this the ancient version of the Spring Palace Picture?

She wanted to take it out to watch, but there were too many people, and she wanted to be embarrassed, okay?

The regent also came in with a sad face, hugged Mo Niannian and started crying.

"Nian Nian, dad can't let you go. He only has a daughter like you. What will dad and your mother do if you leave?"

Mo Niannian's head was covered with black lines, "It's not like I won't come back."

After she gets rid of that bitch male protagonist, she doesn't want to be as carefree as she wants.

"This is different. When I think about running away with another man every year, my father is so worried, oh oh oh..."

Mo Niannian didn't know why the regent, a tall man of 8.8 meters, could cry so much.

She didn't know how to coax, so she helplessly let him hold her and cry.

Jiang Hu strode in. He looked at Mo Niannian and his pupils shrank twice.

Then his eyes fell on the regent, a little coldly.

"Master." Jiang Hu stood beside Mo Niannian, knelt down on one knee, and performed the highest etiquette, "I have come to pick up the master."

The regent didn't like Jiang Hu. If Mo Niannian hadn't repeatedly promised that she was voluntary, the regent would never have married Mo Niannian to him.

"What are you doing here so early?" The Prince Regent's eyes are not eyes, and his nose is not a nose.

"I'm here to take the master home."

In one sentence, the regent became sour again, "What's the rush? I'm not ready yet. You go out and wait."

"Master." Jiang Hu ignored the regent and insisted on looking at Mo Niannian.

Mo Niannian was so sleepy that he wanted to sleep, and he had to leave early or late. Mo Niannian made up his mind to complete the task well, so naturally he was not so pretentious.

She put her hand in Jiang Hu's and said, "Let's go."

Prince Regent, "Woooo..."

The Prince Regent burst into tears again.

Jiang Hu hugged Mo Niannian and covered Mo Niannian tightly with a hijab, preventing anyone from getting a glimpse of her appearance.

The master is finally his.

Jiang Hu's heart beat rapidly, one after another.

His arms holding Mo Niannian continued to tighten.

The color of his eyes continued to deepen.

Outside the house, there were many guests.

After all, it was the wedding of Mo Niannian and Jiang Hu. Everyone in the capital came, and the gifts they gave were heavier than the last.

There are also many people who spontaneously come to send ink every year.

Rumors spread around the capital that Mo Niannian had sacrificed himself to marry Jiang Hu for Nanming.

Mo was successfully cleared every year and accumulated good favorability in the hearts of the people.

People who send ink every year line up from the east gate to the west gate.

The dowry prepared by the Prince Regent's Palace was even more exaggerated, and Mo Niannian had finally seen what Ten Miles of Red Makeup was.

This one is almost out of the city, and the other one is still in the Regent's Palace.

As for the betrothal gift prepared by Jiang Hu, Mo Niannian only wanted to say that it was worse than the best.

Every year, Mo worries that he has moved all the treasures of some small country.

Jiang Hu hugged Mo Niannian and strode out, ignoring the people waiting to see the bride at the door.

He held Mo Niannian on his horse and walked twice around the capital.

He really wanted to go home quickly, to the new home he specially decorated for his master.

But a master deserves the best.

He wants to give his master the highest courtesy.

I heard that that day was the busiest day in the entire capital, and it alarmed everyone in the capital.

The queue to send ink every year stretches for dozens of kilometers.

Mo Niannian heard them crying and saying blessings while sitting in the carriage.

This is really a misunderstanding, she is not that generous.

After a long series of formalities, the wedding was finally over.

Jiang Hu's new home is located not far outside the city.

A large area here was bought by Jiang Hu, and he built a small manor. Everything was done according to Mo Niannian's preferences.

There are all the bamboo beds, pavilions, and gardens that Mo Niannian likes.

The placement of everything is in line with Mo Niannian's living habits.

There were some habits that Mo Niannian himself didn't even notice, and Jiang Hu also took them into consideration.

Mo Niannian is still very satisfied with this place of residence.

"Where is the room? I'll take a nap first."

Jiang Hu hugged Mo Niannian directly and said, "Send the master to you."

There was obvious joy in his eyebrows.

His blood was boiling with excitement.

Mo Niannian nestled in peace of mind.

Jiang Hu's heartbeat was in his ears, which felt a little strange.

Mo Niannian almost fell asleep while listening.

The small manor is decorated particularly festively, and everything that catches the eye is red.

He carried Mo Niannian into the wedding room and placed Mo Niannian on the bed.

As soon as Mo Niannian saw the bed, he didn't want to worry about anything and just lay down on the bed.

Getting married is really tiring and I will never get married again.

Jiang Hu held Mo Niannian's wrist and pulled her up, "Master, we haven't drank the Henu wine yet."

"Isn't it over yet?" Mo Niannian was confused by these complicated etiquette.

"Yeah." Jiang Hu took two glasses of wine from the table and handed one to Mo Niannian.

He stared at Mo Niannian, and the color in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Then hurry up." Mo Niannian took the wine in his hand and drank it without caring about it.
Chapter completed!