Everywhere you look, your eyes are filled with festive red...
Zhuo Ye was sitting in front of the bronze mirror. Qiao Ling and Xi Niang were combing her hair and rouging her. Several other maids were also handing out powder or looking for Ruyi locks. They were very busy.
, but everyone has a happy smile on their face.
He was woken up when it was just dawn. He had been putting on makeup for more than an hour and it wasn't finished yet. Zhuo Ye's eyelids were a little twitchy, so he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep, letting them put on his head and tossing on his face.
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Getting married is such a tiring thing! But today it has just begun...
"Princess, princess, hurry up, it's time to change the phoenix crown and harem!" Qiao Ling gently pushed Zhuo Ye and said hurriedly.
Zhuo Ye burst out laughing when he heard this. This girl changed her tune quickly and called her princess before she came to the court!
Obediently, she stood up, changed into gorgeous and complicated clothes, and put on a phoenix crown full of pearls and emeralds. Zhuo Ye suddenly felt that her body and head were heavy, making her breath a little heavier.
Zhuo Ye secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, it was the season of late winter and early spring, so he wouldn't feel too hot. If he had gotten married when it was hot, the crime would have been even more bearable...
"Princess, you are so beautiful!" Qiao Ling looked at Zhuo Ye, her eyes shining with blurred light, and she admired sincerely.
Zhuo Ye looked at the dressed-up woman in the bronze mirror with a smile. She was no longer as elegant as before. At this time, she was graceful, luxurious, bright and charming. She felt familiar and strange at the same time, but she had to admit that she had heard it before.
People say that the day a woman becomes a bride is the most beautiful day in her life, and sure enough...
"The day you become the bride, she will be beautiful too." Zhuo Ye smiled at Qiao Ling.
"Princess, you're here again!" Qiao Ling's little face turned red and she rolled her eyes in anger.
"hehe……"
When Xi Niang saw this, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
In front of the palace gate, the suona, gongs, drums, and pipes were played, and the thundering sound spread all the way to the inner hall.
"The auspicious time is coming, quickly put on the wedding veil and get on the sedan chair!" Another bride ran in from the door holding her skirt.
Before Zhuo Ye could react, a bright red hijab came down as a hood. Except for the red color in front of his eyes and the shoes under the gap in the hijab, Zhuo Ye couldn't see anything...
"Princess, you have to cry!" A Xi Niang said in Zhuo Ye's ear.
"Crying?" Zhuo Ye was a little dazed.
"How can the bride not cry before getting into the sedan chair?" Another bride said.
Zhuo Ye had some dark clues. It was too late for her to be happy on her big day. How could she cry? Zhuo Ye remembered that in ancient China, there seemed to be a custom for brides to cry when they went out to express their reluctance to part with their parents' family. But,
The problem now is that she is not leaving her parents’ home at all!
Seeing that Zhuo Ye was still motionless, Qiao Ling suddenly reached out and pinched Zhuo Ye's arm!
"Ouch!" Zhuo Ye cried out in pain: "You girl, you are so harsh!"
"Princess..." Qiao Ling was so anxious that her head was covered with sweat and her voice was trembling.
Okay, okay, do as the Romans do, Zhuo Ye compromised, pretended to sniff, and made a sobbing sound.
Several people in the room heard the noise and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Xiniang, one on each side, helped Zhuo Ye out of the room.
The further they walked, the more and more shoes they saw under the hijab, and the noise in their ears became louder and louder. Although her and Feng Lince's wedding was a little more urgent, there were definitely a lot of guests.
of.
Suddenly, a pair of small boots caught Zhuo Ye's sight and blocked her path. Zhuo Ye raised the corners of his lips and couldn't help but laugh. She naturally knew who the owner of these boots was.
"Little Baozi" ran to stand in front of Zhuo Ye, wiped his sweat first, then lifted his robe with his two little paws, then squatted down with his butt sticking out, his little head poked out, and he turned his face up to look into the hijab.
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In Zhuo Ye's sight, a white and tender "bun face" with a sly smile suddenly appeared.
"Little Baozi" had long wanted to sneak into the room to admire Zhuo Ye's bridal outfit, but the door was too tightly guarded and he couldn't get in. Now he got the chance and ran to her, but at this moment
Zhuo Ye's face was covered by the hijab, and from under her hijab, only Zhuo Ye's chin could be seen! Alas! What a pity, he couldn't see "Little Ye Zi"'s most beautiful look, which only gave his father an advantage...
"Oh, little prince, little ancestor, please get out of the way quickly, don't miss the time when the princess is getting into the sedan chair..." Xi Niang was anxious.
At this time, a trembling servant came forward to pull "Little Baozi": "Little Prince, I beg you, let's go and play first..."
"Don't pull me, I'll say a few words to 'Little Leaf'." "Little Baozi" struggled.
"Let the young prince go first." Zhuo Ye spoke at this time.
Everyone was anxious, but after Zhuo Ye spoke, no one dared to drag the "little bun" anymore.
"What does Xuan'er want to say to me?" Zhuo Ye asked with a smile.
"'Little Ye Zi', from now on, you are Xuan'er's mother. You must love Xuan'er even more. Also, today, Xuan'er will hand over your father to you. You must promise Xuan'er,
You must treat your father well and don't bully him!" The sly smile on "Little Baozi"'s face has gone away, and his tone and expression at this moment are absolutely serious.
"puff……"
"ha……"
After hearing what "Little Baozi" said, many people around him couldn't help laughing.
Zhuo Ye also suppressed his laughter and nodded in response: "Okay, 'Little Leaf' will love Xuan'er even more, and promise Xuan'er that he will treat your father well."
"Huh..." "Little Baozi" breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll feel relieved..."
At this time, Zhuo Ye had another pair of boots in front of him, a pair of new boots for an adult man...
"Father...Father..." "Little Baozi"'s tone changed, a little trembling, but also a little flattering: "Xuan'er wishes you and 'Little Yezi' a happy marriage and a long life together..."
"Call me concubine!" Feng Lince said in a deep voice.
"Okay, okay, mother-in-law, mother-in-law..."
"Song Mo, take the young prince down!"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Song Mo suppressed a smile and came forward to hug "little bun".
"Little Baozi" lay pitifully on Song Mo's shoulder, not daring to say anything.
This brat is so embarrassing! Feng Linche was also a little bit dumbfounded. Although "Little Baozi" "handed him over" to Zhuo Ye in public made him a laughing stock among the guests, he had to admit that after hearing this
The conversation between his son and Zhuo Ye just now made his heart feel soft and filled with happiness...
Taking the red silk from Xiniang's hand, Feng Linche led Zhuo Ye onto the sedan chair. Under the sound of firecrackers and suonas, the sedan chair was lifted up, and Feng Linche also climbed onto the maroon horse...
Since Zhuo Ye married into her husband's family, getting into the sedan chair was a necessary procedure, so the sedan set out from Prince Rui's Mansion, passed through the busiest streets in Shengjing, circled in front of the imperial city, and then was carried back to Rui.
Prince's Mansion.
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PS: It was a bit difficult to write the ending. I wanted to make it perfect and didn’t want to deal with it.
I will post one chapter first, there are about 2 chapters left, and I will continue coding in the middle of the night. You can read it tomorrow morning.