Back in the room, Qiao Yuyan asked Shi Ye to leave before opening her purse.
Inside was a piece of paper, with powerful fonts appearing on the white paper. Qiao Yuyan naturally recognized it as Wen Tingyuan's handwriting.
But after seeing the content on the paper, she couldn't help but frown.
She recalled what Wen Tingyuan said to her tonight, and then she understood the meaning of those words.
A line of green smoke lit up the wick, and Qiao Yuyan watched the note in her hand being licked clean by the flames before she put the lampshade back on and went back to bed to sleep.
I originally thought she would suffer from insomnia, but she didn't. She fell asleep almost as soon as she lay down.
The next morning I was awakened by the noise outside.
The entire Cheonggyidae became lively almost as soon as the hour came, and everyone woke up at the same time.
Qiao An's door was knocked open, and the first person who came in was Qixi, and then a group of maids and women filed in, including those from Qingxitai and some from Qiao Yuyan's eyes.
These people came here to wait for her to prepare for going out.
There was a round-faced, fair-skinned woman, Mrs. Quanfu, whom the old lady specially invited. She smiled very joyfully and said, "I'll comb the eldest girl's hair."
This combing of hair is not really about combing her hair into a bun with a crown, but symbolically combing her hair, saying auspicious words while combing it.
One comb to the end, two combs to the white hair to the eyebrows, three combs to cover all the children and grandchildren...
Although she had heard auspicious words many times at other people's funerals and in conversations with her friends, Qiao Yuyan's heart suddenly felt a little astringent.
This is your own obituary!
As usual, this is the only time in my life.
Although she was reborn, she was still married for the first time in her life.
She still ends her career as a girl starting today.
Even though she knew deep down in her heart that her marriage was only in name only, and she was just accompanying Uncle Wen throughout her life like a friend.
But her heart still felt sour, and she was still moved by such ancient auspicious words.
Qiao Yuyan blinked hard and told herself not to think too much.
Many beautiful things are actually broken because of greed.
Right now, her relationship with Wen Tingyuan is actually just on good terms.
She trusts him, and so does he. They can rely on each other and live a good life for the rest of their lives, but the prerequisite is that Sun Chao cannot overthink or be greedy.
Otherwise, it's just harsh criticism, which is destined to make both people's lives miserable.
Qiao Yuyan took a deep breath to calm down her mood.
Qiao Yurong ran over at this time, "I must be the first one to come here. Sister, are you touched? I gave my instructions last night and told them to call me when they arrive at one o'clock."
Qiao Yuyan smiled and nodded, "Then what should I say? If you don't cry twice now, I won't listen, otherwise I will think that you are here to send me away!"
Qiao Yurong was troubled by these words, "It would be easier if you asked me to do something else, but you make me cry rashly. I really can't do it. How about you think about it, can we change it to something else?"
Way."
Before Qiao Yuyan opened her mouth, Mrs. Xu came over. Needless to say, Mrs. Xu's eyes were red before she even entered the door.
At this moment, she saw that the lady combing her hair had already begun to comb her hair, and tears started to fall down all of a sudden.
Qiao Yurong said with a smile: "Auntie cried for me. I don't have a headache now. Sister, look at Auntie's attitude. She can cover the entirety of our family by herself."
Although Mrs. Xu didn't know what their sisters were talking about, the relaxed and cheerful tone of her words made her feel better when she came over.
Huan Cui, who was following nervously, also let out a long sigh of relief, "Madam, look, our girl is very comfortable now! Don't imitate the behavior of many people outside. Girls will have many things to do later on.
Don't make the girl cry. It's the girl herself who will be tired later."
As she spoke, she ordered the little maid to send a message to Qiao Weisheng, telling him not to worry, as her wife was now stable.
Not to mention Qiao Wei's promotion, even the other people here were frightened when they saw Mrs. Xu running over with such a big belly and crying for marriage.
Mrs. Quanfu on the side said with a smile: "Young lady, that's not right. When this eldest girl gets married, it's customary for her mother's family to cry. In fact, it's also the true mentality of our mother's family. After raising such a big girl, she will be married soon.
How can you not feel sad when you go to someone else's house?"
When Mrs. Xu heard this, she felt sad again and nodded quickly.
Mrs. Quanfu changed her voice, "But it depends on the situation. If our girl is married to the Wen family, she can come and go in just a stick of incense. The relationship between the two families is good, and they can see each other in a few days. If you think about it,
I understand, there is nothing to cry about.
What's more, there are no older girls who are not married. How can our carefully selected uncle hold our girl in the palm of his hand and feel pain? When a girl gets married, she will live a good life, and she will take care of the children with her uncle later.
It will be lively when we come back!"
The words made everyone in the room laugh, and Qiao Yuyan's face turned red again and again.
But on a day like today, everyone had good intentions when making such jokes, but she felt that she couldn't bear it and couldn't stop it, so she could only lower her eyes and not look at other people.
As a result, she was naturally laughed at by a group of people, and Xu's sadness was diluted a lot.
When the old lady came over and talked about the exciting news of Qiao Yuyan's marriage, the melancholy atmosphere just now disappeared.
After the makeup and hair were done, everyone praised Qiao Yuyan for her good color.
Only Qiao Yuyan and Qiao Yurong looked at each other, and then she looked at the bronze mirror again. The face in it was so white that it was almost impossible to see the original skin color. Is it really beautiful?
Moreover, Aunt Jiao Mian had just trimmed her eyebrows for her. The two thin, narrow and long eyebrows were almost the same as any other bride's.
Qiao Yuyan felt that she looked like a face person now, the kind made from sugar paste. She couldn't help but worry about how Wen Tingyuan would react when he saw her like this later.
Under the gaze of others, Qiao Yurong finally had to praise her good looks, and then whispered, "Try to see if you can scrape off some of the powder on your face on the road."
As he spoke, he quietly handed her a target scope, which made Qiao Yuyan couldn't help laughing.
The banquet here started early, but Qiao Yuyan couldn't eat anything for fear of being inconvenient on the road, so she could only sit in her room like this.
In the distance, I heard the sound of music and the sound of firecrackers coming from far away. The little maids ran in in a hurry to say congratulations, "Girl, my uncle and the wedding team have arrived!"