"Qingqing, why don't you order someone to clean up the room and come out," He Muchang reminded with a smile, "otherwise, where will the young couple sleep tonight?"
After he reminded her, Shu Qingqing seemed to react, patted her thigh lightly and said with a smile: "Look at me, I am so happy that I forgot about it, I will just go here..."
After saying that, she picked up her skirt and prepared to walk out of the house. Seeing this, Baitao blushed and called out in a low voice: "Second Madam, I can't help you. Besides, there's no need to be in such a hurry..."
Listening to her voice getting softer and softer, Shu Qingqing waved her hands unconcernedly and said confidently: "There are many unused rooms in the house, Baitao, don't be shy, for Miao'er's sake I have to tell this matter to you."
Done!"
Shu Qingqing is a person who likes to join in the fun, how can she let go of such a good thing? Besides, Baitao is a girl she has watched grow up, and her feelings for Baitao cannot be explained by others in a few words.
"Zhixia, come here -" Shu Qingqing stood at the door and waved to Zhixia who was busy at work, with a smile on her face, "How is the arrangement now?"
Zhixia, who was focused on directing the arrangements for the family banquet, had no idea what had just happened in the room. She just saw Bai Tao's blushing face and had a suspicion in her mind.
"Madam," she called with a smile and lowered her eyes, "the food has been served and the drinks have been arranged."
"That's good. You go and replace all the rooms in the west courtyard with red silk. You must prepare red candles for the wedding. Also," Shu Qingqing said without thinking, "after the family banquet in the evening, let all the servants in the house
They all went to the house to have wedding ceremony, and also wanted to have a happy occasion."
"Yes!" Zhixia responded happily and quickly ran out of the room after bending her eyes to look at Baitao who lowered her head and said nothing.
Baitao and Tingfeng were preparing for a happy event, but Chu Miao'er did not ask her to accompany them. Seeing that the carefully planned matter finally had a happy ending, everyone couldn't help but feel happy.
The banquet was very lively as people exchanged glasses. Even He Mufeng, who had always been taciturn, laughed from ear to ear and poured wine into his mouth. Wen Yuening was the only one with a sad face, which seemed a little out of tune with the atmosphere at this time.
Shu Qingqing seldom drank alcohol on weekdays, but she had a few drinks today. Her face looked rosy, which was in sharp contrast to Wen Yuening beside her.
"Tomorrow, Miao'er and Yunqi will go back to Kyoto. It's a long journey, and I don't know when we will see each other next time." She raised her glass and said to Chu Miao'er, but her eyes were looking at her side.
Fu Yunqi, "My aunt wishes you two to share weal and woe and stay together forever."
Suddenly, Chu Miaoer felt a warm current in her heart. Shu Qingqing really treated her like a family member.
Fu Yunqi seemed to feel the change in her mood. He quietly held her hand under the table, raised his glass with his right hand and said, "Winning a wife like this, Yunqi will definitely cherish her even more."
"If my little sister is alive in heaven..." He Mufeng raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes, then smiled awkwardly, "I just remembered some past events..."
His unexpected words confused Chu Miaoer, and he even forgot to respond perfunctorily.
In her only remaining memory, this uncle, who had always been taciturn, seemed to avoid talking about his daughter's bullying of Chu Miao'er, and said little about his own little sister, and now he acted like this
, is it because I feel too guilty?
"Yes," He Muchang held the wine glass in his hand tightly and sighed, "My younger sister likes to be clean, and my mother likes to be lively. Every time on such occasions, the two of them have a quarrel... Hahaha... In the end, it's not...
The two of us brothers went to coax them..."
"I feel sorry for my father, and I feel sorry for my mother and little sister..." He Mufeng seemed to have drunk a little too much, he laughed and cried, and began to talk nonsense.
Wen Yuening, who was on the side, heard him sobbing softly, and quickly whispered: "It's a good family dinner, why are you crying? Don't you think I'm not embarrassed enough?!"
Although she deliberately lowered her voice, Chu Miaoer was still close enough to hear it. Seeing He Mufeng, who had gray hair on his temples, crying like a child, a touch of sadness quietly emerged in his heart.
He Mufeng's mediocre life is lamentable. As the eldest son of He, he was controlled by his mother since he was a child, and then by his wife when he grew up. He has been led by others all his life, and has never had his own opinions, nor has he.
No wonder even his own daughter looks down on him.
An ordinary person might have been forced to collapse by this kind of day-to-day life, but He Mufeng did not, so today's situation can be regarded as his own fault.
"Oh you two," Shu Qingqing looked left and right. She didn't know who to comfort for a moment, so she could only yell: "Don't cry!"
He Muchang wiped his moist eyes, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said: "Although my mother is the harshest to my little sister, she actually loves her the most...Forget it," he waved his hand, "
Today I am happy not to talk about these things, just drink and drink, and after drinking, we have to go to the wedding ceremony!"
"I...won't go, I want to...vomit..." He Mufeng retched and fell straight on the table.
"Master!" Wen Yuening called softly, pushing his hands with undisguised worry on his face.
Chu Miaoer was also a little surprised. He had been seeing He Mufeng drinking from the moment he came to the table, but no one noticed how much he drank. When he saw the scattered wine bottles on the ground, he realized that he had drank seven or eight bottles alone.
Amidst Wen Yuening's calls, a continuous sound of shallow snoring gradually came out, which made people feel relieved.
All in all, this little episode passed by He Mufeng's snoring. Seeing that it was almost time, Chu Miaoer was afraid that Baitao would wait too long in the room and wanted to end the banquet.
Unexpectedly, He Muchang had not finished drinking yet and insisted on continuing to drink with the wine bottle. Seeing this, Shu Qingqing left He Yuxin to take care of his father, while he got up and left in a hurry with Chu Miaoer and the others.
He Yuxin didn't have any objections to this. He didn't like to join in the fun, let alone a happy event that was crowded with people.
"Madam, the prince and the princess." Zhixia saw the three of them from a distance and greeted them with a smile.
Seeing that everyone in the yard was smiling and coming to greet her, Shu Qingqing was also happy. She turned around and pulled Chu Miaoer over and said affectionately: "I don't know how lucky Baitao accumulated in her previous life to meet your master. Even Zhixia got married.
You didn’t get this kind of treatment back then, but are you satisfied now?”
Chu Miaoer smiled and nodded: "I'm very satisfied. Thank you for worrying me so much."
Although she didn't say it, how could Shu Qingqing not know. To her, Baitao was more like sisters who grew up in adversity, supporting each other and keeping each other warm, rather than being a slave.
"Let's go in first," Fu Yunqi reminded softly from behind, "Tingfeng can't wait any longer."
Following his line of sight, he saw Tingfeng standing outside the door, mumbling something in his mouth. He kept rubbing his hands and walking back and forth on his feet, looking very anxious.
"Okay, okay, if you don't go in, I'm afraid Tingfeng will break in!" Shu Qingqing walked and made arrangements, "We are celebrating today, you can all watch the ceremony from the side, no need to be formal."
"Yes! My slave, thank you so much, Second Madam!" Everyone responded. Although the wedding banquet was not as grand as the master's, it was the first time they saw the master arrange a wedding for the slave. They all looked around curiously, but still couldn't.
Dare to make a sound.
Chu Miaoer followed her into the house and saw a pair of mandarin duck candles standing on the table, which were burning. The room had been replaced by bright red bed curtains, and Baitao was sitting on the edge of the bed.
In such a hasty situation, it can be seen that Zhixia has arranged it very carefully.
Seeing the red hijab on Baitao's head, Chu Miaoer suddenly felt like crying. The days Baitao spent with her were still vivid in her mind, and she was about to get married in a blink of an eye.
"Why are you crying? She's married and she's not by your side." Fu Yunqi comforted her.
Hearing the familiar voice, Baitao called out uncertainly: "Prince? Princess!"
"Don't move!" Chu Miaoer saw her wanting to get up and immediately stopped her, "Let Tingfeng come in."
Tingfeng, who was wandering outside, was pushed in by everyone. When he saw Baitao sitting upright, his heart suddenly beat violently and unconsciously. He tried to swallow, but still couldn't suppress it.
"The king...the prince and the princess..." Tingfeng bowed unnaturally, and his clumsy look was laughed at by Shu Qingqing.
Chu Miaoer brought Baitao to Tingfeng, looked at him and said: "Tingfeng, I will give Baitao to you today. If you dare to be disrespectful to her in the future, I will not let you go."
"My subordinates will be under the princess's nose every day from now on. If...if I do anything wrong, the princess can scold me," Tingfeng said hurriedly, "or...you can just beat me.
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Shu Qingqing laughed out loud, shook her head and sighed: "Miao'er, with his stupid head, I don't think being bullied by Baitao is a good thing! You don't have to worry at all."
"Princess..." Baitao also called softly.
"What? You turned away from him before you were married?" Chu Miaoer said in a deliberately displeased tone.
"That's not what I meant, slave..." Baitao was covered with a red scarf. He couldn't see her expression and could only tell by her voice. Hearing her displeasure, he felt anxious and was ready to reach out and take off the hijab.
"What are you doing?" Shu Qingqing patted her hand gently and said with a smile, "The red hijab needs to be removed by the groom. There is no reason for the bride to remove the hijab herself."
"That's right, sister Baitao, don't be anxious..." Zhixia was helping.
"What are Tingfeng still doing? The princess has already agreed. Why don't you quickly take off the lady's hijab for everyone to see?"
"Yes, yes! Take off the hijab, take off the hijab!"
With Shu Qingqing and Zhi Xia talking to each other, everyone in the courtyard was excited and chattering. Even Fu Yunqi, who didn't like the excitement, raised his lips in this atmosphere.
