Ming Wuyou was dug up from the bed by Princess Anping before she woke up the next day.
"Get up quickly, I need to worship my ancestors and change my clothes and make-up. There are so many things to do, hurry up--" Seeing that Ming Wuyou couldn't open his eyes, Princess Anping felt a little distressed, "Then it's better, sleep for another half an hour,
I can't sleep anymore at the right time."
"good!"
Ming Wuyou immediately responded and continued to sleep.
But in this half hour, I didn't sleep well.
Because the wedding nannies outside were in and out, Ming Wuyou was so troubled that he was getting bigger.
In the end, half an hour had not arrived yet, Ming Wuyou crawled out of the quilt with a bitter face, "I'm getting up."
Princess Anping smiled and stepped forward to pull her: "Don't look so unwilling. Just today, after today, when do you want to sleep until when do you want to sleep? But no one dug you out of the bed!"
"I know."
Ming Wuyou also smiled.
She naturally needs to sleep well when she is asleep. When she gets up and does things, she will be cheered up. She has always been like this.
With the help of his maid and Princess Anping, Ming Wuyou put on the clothes for worshiping ancestors.
When we arrived at the ancestral hall, the four kings of Zhan and Yun Ziheng, as well as the highly respected clan elders of the clan, had already arrived.
"I have met my father and four brothers." Ming Wuyou bowed his knees to everyone.
Yun Zimo tilted half of his head and squeezed Ming Wuyou's eyes.
Ming Wuyou glanced at him and withdrew his gaze in a regular manner.
"No gift." The King of War turned around and signaled to the middle-aged man in charge of family affairs next to him, "Let's start."
The Yun family's ancestral residence was not the capital. Although the Zhan Wang came to Beijing were close to several houses, the Yun family's ancestors also had some backgrounds, and there were some statements about worshiping ancestors.
Before getting married, I worship my ancestors as the host of the daughter waiting to marry, which means Ming Wuyou.
Ming Wuyou had already seen the sacrificial process last night, and today he was also cheered up and respectfully offered sacrifices to the ancestor tablets and lit up high incense.
Then the lyrics and verses are sang by the person in charge of the clan.
The whole process is solemn and solemn. By the time the ancestor worship is completed, it is almost noon.
The palace of Zhanwang was already full of guests.
Ming Wuyou bid farewell to the elders of the clan, the King of War and the four elders. When he returned to Wuyou Pavilion, Princess Anping quickly arranged someone to eat for her.
"It will take several hours to make up. Eat quickly. If you don't have enough food, you will be hungry until midnight if you don't eat enough!"
Ming Wuyou believes in it without doubt.
Because she has seen the process.
I didn't care about chewing and enjoying it slowly. I quickly filled my stomach and started to put on makeup and change my wedding dress.
This wedding dress was made by Ming Wuyou himself, so he naturally knew how complicated it was. There were twelve pieces inside and out, not counting the shape shoes and socks and jewelry worn on his toe.
When the clothes were halfway through, Princess Chenyang laughed outside.
"I see how the bride is preparing..."
Ming Wuyou looked up and saw Princess Chenyang and Princess Yun'an coming from the gap in the crowd.
She nodded to Princess Chenyang as a gift: "Princess."
"Stop being polite. Today is your big day, you are the biggest." Princess Chenyang looked down for a while and said with a smile: "It's so good. You guys hurry up, it's too late."
The matchmaker next to him quickly replied "yes".
There were too many people, so Princess Yun'an was basically not easy to lean over, so she had to blink at Ming Wuyou and say hello.
Ming Wuyou also smiled back at her.
"Princess, don't move!" said Madam Xi, "It's time to get the princess's hair."
"good."
Ming Wuyou had to turn around and sit upright in front of the mirror.
Her hair was dark and long, but she didn't have much hair. She needed to use a lot of fake buns to comb the bride's bun.
Ming Wuyou looked in the mirror.
In the mirror, Madam Xi quickly fucked her hair with her fingers. Her skillful posture made her look dazzling.
Madam Xi said in a gentle voice: "These wigs are made of hair from a blessed woman. Don't worry, everything today is good!"
Ming Wuyou couldn't help laughing and took a slight breath in his heart.
Of course, it is a good time to get married.
She stared at herself in the mirror, watching her long hair that was originally loose was combed into a noble and elegant palace bun, with beads and flowers on the edges fixed, and wearing the priceless nine-phoenix bead crown.
Seeing that the person in the mirror became beautiful and charming, he could hardly recognize himself. The people around him were talking, as if they were praising her beauty. She couldn't hear it very clearly, and Murong Yu's appearance appeared in her mind.
Sit or lie down, or be serious or gentle.
A trance suddenly arose in her heart.
"Wuyou." A low laughter came from his ears, and Princess Yun'an leaned against Ming Wuyou, "Wuyou, Wuyou?"
Ming Wuyou came back to his senses: "Yun'an?"
"Madam Xi, my mother and Princess Anping have all gone out, and I can finally say a few words to you." Princess Yun'an sat next to Ming Wuyou and joked: "Look at you like this, I don't know at all."
When will someone else go out?"
"Happy, stupid?"
Ming Wuyou was a little embarrassed: "I was a little dazed, but I didn't expect that the wedding dress was so beautiful, and I felt an indescribable mood."
Joy, excitement, expectation...
She thought she was a human being for three lifetimes and had a very young age, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that she had passed the whole life.
She could face anything calmly and calmly, but she didn't expect that such a feeling would arise today.
"That's because I've married someone who loves each other." Princess Yun'an comforted him: "Don't worry, your good days have just begun. I don't know how many people outside envy you."
Ming Wuyou laughed softly, "You will have this day too."
"Um."
Princess Yun'an responded vaguely and pulled her to chat for a few words.
A joyful voice sounded outside, Caiyue also trotted over and said in surprise: "Your Highness comes to welcome the bride in person!"
Ming Wuyou didn’t know how many times it was today to bend the corners of his lips.
Princess Yun'an sighed: "Your Highness is such a peerless man..."
As Murong Yu's identity, there is no need to come to greet him in person. Sending deputy generals or officials of the Ministry of Rites to come is all giving him enough face, but he actually came in person.
There is no doubt that the front has exploded.
While Yun An was happy for Ming Wuyou, his mood was a little bitter.
Even though she was calmer, she began to envy her. I wonder if she would have such an opportunity in her life?
"Hurry up, the auspicious time is here!" Princess Anping walked in from outside with Madam Xi and two rows of Madam Xi, pulled Princess Yun'an, and personally covered Ming Wuyou with a veil.
The heavy warm red fell, and Ming Wuyou's vision was blocked, and he allowed the Xi Mamas to help him walk out.
Along the way, Madam Xi pointed out the etiquette process of Wuyou waiting for a while.
Ming Wuyou wrote down one by one.
There were whispering voices around everyone, discussing how grand the wedding today was and how great the Ming Wuyou and the Zhan Wang Mansion were.
Ming Wuyou only felt his ears buzzing all the time.
When we arrived at the hall, Ming Wuyou saw a piece of bright red robe not far away along the edge of the veil. This chapter has been completed!