In the spring of the fifth year of Dajin, the spring breeze mixed with a hint of winter chill blew away the mist that had not dispersed in the morning, and the bustling Jindu was fully revealed in front of our eyes.
Today, whether it is a tavern or a busy street, you can hear groups of people muttering something. People are rushing towards somewhere in a hurry, with excitement and excitement on their brows.
curious.
Half a month ago, the Empress Dowager personally issued an order to betroth Chu Xianxue, who was already famous all over the world for her beautiful appearance, to Fu Yunqi, the fourth prince of the dynasty. However, Mr. Chu was reluctant to let his most beloved young daughter marry a famous man in the court.
The fourth prince, who was the most notorious, insisted on asking the Queen Mother to change the imperial edict on the grounds that the daughter was still young, and take her second daughter, who had been fostered in her grandmother's house since she was a child, back to the Chu Mansion and marry her.
Everyone knows that this fourth prince has been undisciplined since he was a child and has been raised leisurely in the mansion. He has a very good appearance. Although he is not close to women, he is the guest of Chunyan Tower. He only brought his sweetheart into the mansion before the wedding and called him "
Wan Niang".
Chu Miaoer allowed Xi Niang to dress herself up without opening her eyes, her face was as calm as water, and she could not tell whether she was happy or sad. In her ears, she could only hear the sound of joy, the gongs and drums shaking the sky, and the roar of people.
This is the wedding of the legitimate daughter of the Chu family, not hers. The real Chu Miaoer drowned long ago, she just borrowed this body.
"If you comb your head with one comb, you don't have to worry about wealth; if you comb your head with two combs, you will be free from illness and worry; if you comb your head with three combs, you will have many children and live a long life; if you comb your head with another comb, you will have even eyebrows, and you will have both a head and a tail.
Wealth and wealth together in this life..."
Xipo probably said this a thousand times a year, but Chu Miaoer didn't care much. She looked at the woman in the mirror with her eyes.
With hair like a waterfall, skin as white as snow, gleaming eyes, and a noble and elegant temperament, Chu Miao'er at this time is by no means inferior to the world-famous Chu Xianxue, but the world only knows the beauty of peonies, but does not love lotus flowers.
She had seen Chu Miaoer's female celebrities and her calligraphy and paintings. She was unassuming but clear in style. She was also a very smart woman. It was a pity.
"Xi Po, I want to have a word with my second sister."
She stared at her half-sister through the bronze mirror in front of her. Chu Xianxue was indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that the people present stopped breathing. Every move, every frown, every smile was so beautiful that she had no flaws.
Instead, it lost its flavor.
Chu Miaoer looked back and smiled, "I'm afraid I can't talk to you at this time, so please go back." He glanced at Xi Po and said calmly, "Don't waste the time."
"Second sister." Chu Xianxue's voice was also soft and sweet, calling her gently, like the sound of nature, "I know that the eldest sister blames me. Although the Queen Mother intends to marry me to the fourth prince, Xue'er has already fallen in love with her and has no intention of taking it.
Princess, although the Queen Mother is not very willing, the fourth prince agreed without any objection at all, so sister, don’t worry."
How could Fu Yunqi have any objection? They are all women, and marrying anyone is not a marriage. Besides, although Chu Miaoer is not favored, she can still be regarded as a daughter of the Chu family.
"So I have to thank you, sister."
Chu Miao'er didn't want to get involved with her anymore, so she turned around and left, leaving Chu Xianxue stunned on the spot.
Drums and music were blaring, firecrackers were shaking the sky, and a huge dowry procession was getting ready outside the house, stretching for several miles. Chu Miaoer got into the sedan safely amidst the cheers of everyone.
Many people gathered outside the Chu Mansion couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw such a scene. First, they were envious of the Chu Mansion's marrying a daughter for being so generous. Second, they lamented that although the Hou family is as deep as the sea, it is really unthinkable for ordinary people to marry into such a prominent family.
Dare to think.
A scarlet handkerchief embroidered with gold silk covered her face decorated with makeup. Chu Miaoer leaned on the back of an exquisite chair and fell into a drowsy state as the sedan chair swayed regularly.
She was helped out of the sedan in a daze. She was like a puppet, at the mercy of others. She just wanted to find a place to rest immediately. If she had known it was so tiring, she should have asked Baitao to prepare some food and hide it on her body when she got into the sedan.
The slender white hands stopped in front of her handkerchief. Chu Miaoer looked down at the hands carefully. The nails were clean, the fingerprints were clear, and the palms were thick and red, but she felt an undisguised indifference and rejection.
Even the bright red wedding dress couldn't suppress this rejection.
She mechanically placed her hand on that hand, and the cold touch felt like placing it on an ice cube. The hand that she instinctively retracted was grabbed tightly by the other party, and her attitude was unquestionable.
Her hands were wrapped, and she felt cold from the top of her head to her toes. At that moment, she suddenly felt a little awake.
After completing all the rituals, both temples were aching under the pressure of the phoenix crown. Chu Miaoer found a comfortable position and leaned on the head of the bed, covering the corners of her mouth and yawned.
"Princess, no!" Baitao, the maid who has been around since childhood, reminded anxiously, "Pay attention to your manners, the prince will definitely be furious if he sees you."
She sighed. This fourth prince has no affection for Chu Miao'er. If he is really a heartless and unintentional guy, with his status, he will inevitably do something to embarrass her. If he really harms hundreds of people in the Chu family,
She really couldn't bear it when someone died for herself.
The strange thing is that the surroundings are so quiet. Could it be that all the guests have left? Or does the fourth prince not want her to show up?
Fu Yunqi pushed open the ajar door of his new room and saw Ms. Chu sitting dignifiedly on the bed. She looked like a very graceful woman.
"Fourth Prince." Baitao saw him coming in and turned towards him slowly.
Chu Miao'er didn't wait for any news for a long time.
"Fourth Prince?" She was tired and tired, and felt that her voice was slightly hoarse. "Can you help me take off the Xipa first?"
A sneer.
"Have the Chu family always been so bold? First, the Duke of Chu stole the throne and changed his position, and now the bride dares to order this king! Believe it or not, I can punish your Chu family for the following crimes with just one sentence!"
"Of course I believe it," Chu Miao'er said lazily, "but this is the Queen Mother's golden decree. Neither you nor I can choose. It just so happens that you are ruthless and I have no intention. It just happens that everyone can settle down to their respective roles."
Baitao's eyes were so wide that they could not get any bigger. Her hands and feet were so frightened that they became weak, and she knelt on the ground with a thud. The sound was so clear that it hurt to hear it.
Fu Yunqi became interested. According to what he knew, Chu Miaoer was dull and cowardly. Why was he so smart and sharp today?!
"What if I don't reveal it?"
"It doesn't matter. When the prince leaves later, I can just open it myself."
Dead silence returned to the house, until a loud voice sounded outside the door.
"Your Majesty, Wan Niang is not feeling well, please ask Your Majesty to go take a look."
Chu Miaoer could just see his pair of brocade boots embroidered with patterns from under his hip kerchief. He was really an exquisite man.
"Your Majesty?" The person outside the door began to sound anxious.
"My lord, you'd better go quickly. Don't make people wait. I don't have to worry about my concubine here."
Logically speaking, he should be anxious, but the man in front of him didn't react at all and opened the mouth for him. Chu Miaoer felt that at this moment, he understood the righteousness, was considerate and sensible.
"Humph, the princess is in a good mood, and her tone seems to wish me to leave as soon as possible."
The door opened and closed quickly, and the wind that poured in from outside the door made Chu Miaoer tremble.
Knowing that the person had left, she quickly lifted the red hijab without hesitation, and the hippie fell on her lap.
