Helplessly, the two agreed with Bao'er's idea and welcomed the lowly actor into the house.
You said that if a good servant is installed, or the position of side husband is fine.
It's a pity that he still can't compete with Bao'er's persistence.
Liu Rumeng was embroidering her wedding hijab, and listened to the servant Rui Baoer specially sent to take care of him say these things, with an uncertain look in her eyes.
It seemed like I was moved, but also felt distressed.
Finally, Youyou sighed.
He thought, he was obviously the one who set up the net, so why did he seem to be the one who fell into the abyss? No matter what, he might not be able to escape from the abyss called Bao'er in this life.
After getting the "approval" of her mother and father for the marriage, Rui Baoer went to the palace again and cried to her aunt the Queen for the first time, just to ask for grace for Liu Rumeng.
Soon, the imperial edict of marriage written by the Queen was sent to Qianqiu Tower.
Countless pairs of eyes widened as they stared at the golden edict that seemed noble at first glance. Then when they looked at the man who received the edict, they could not help but close their mouths tightly, not daring to speak nonsense.
It doesn't matter that the actor's status is humble. The Queen personally issued the decree. Who can question the Queen's decision?
The filthy words and slander behind it were all wiped out in one breath.
In a blink of an eye, it’s time to get things done.
Rui Baoer's wedding was a lively and grand event, with wedding money scattered from the street to the end of the street, the Qianqiu Tower decorated with red silk, and the wedding sedan chair carried by eight people.
The betrothal gifts are too numerous to count. The box here has just left the Chen Palace, and the box over there has already arrived at Qianqiu Tower.
This battle is not even comparable to the marriage of the emperor and his wife.
Although the betrothal gift will be taken back to Prince Chen's Mansion by Liu Rumeng, when the order is delivered to Liu Rumeng's hands, it becomes his personal property.
At this point, the laws of Yanchu State still favored men.
Even if a man is divorced from home, these betrothal gifts still belong to him.
When you get married, you not only get rid of your original identity, but you also get such a large fortune out of thin air. Many men are envious of it.
It was also at this time that the entire imperial city discovered that there was such a dream wife in the city.
Others said that Shi Nu was crazy and stupid, so they really believed her. It was too late to regret now.
Festive gongs and drums were noisy outside Qianqiu Tower. Liu Rumeng, dressed in a wedding dress, held the hand of the servant next to her and slowly came out of the room.
As he passed the main hall on the first floor, a stooped middle-aged man smiled flatteringly and begged him for mercy.
"Liu Langjun, please forgive me for once. I was the servant who didn't have eyes in the past. I already know my mistake."
Liu Rumeng stood still, lifted the red hijab in front of her with both hands, and looked forward.
Oh, we are still old acquaintances.
Isn't this the original team leader who got into the Imperial City through him?
They are also old enemies.
There have been so many happy things recently that Liu Rumeng almost forgot about this person.
Now that he appeared in front of him, it reminded him of some memories from the past.
This person was the person Liu Mu and Liu Xu sold him to, and he was also the leader of the folk opera troupe Liu Rumeng used to work for.
It is very difficult for a man to support a theater troupe in the Yanchu country where women are respected.
If he hadn't relied on some shameful deeds to survive, Liu Rumeng would have admired him.
But he was able to support the troupe and still live so well, all because he had done too many bad things.
Now that he has passed the happy days that he bought with the bones and blood of those actors, he naturally has to bear the corresponding responsibilities.
The owner of Qianqiu Tower was cold-eyed towards the middle-aged man, and flattering to Liu Rumeng.
"Rumeng...ah, I am a married woman. I heard that this guy has offended you before. Let's see how you can teach him a lesson. There is no room for such a bully in our building."
Although Liu Rumeng thought of those dark and painful days in the past, after all, today was the day to marry Bao'er. He didn't want to delay his happy life because of such a person. He glanced at him casually and said:
"Let him suffer whatever suffering I suffered in the past. I think the poster has great supernatural powers and will not be able to find out his methods. Otherwise, if I deal with it myself, I won't let anyone go."
This means that if the treatment does not reach the level he wants, the things Qiu Louzhu has done will also be found out and severely punished.
Qiu Louzhu's expression immediately became panicked. She pulled the middle-aged man hard, her tone submissive but firm.
"Don't worry, I will handle things properly and won't burden you."
Liu Rumeng put down the hijab and continued to walk out the door.
The heart-rending voice of a middle-aged man calling for help came from behind, adding a hint of badness to the joyful atmosphere.
Liu Rumeng frowned, did not turn around, and said impatiently:
"Master Qiu, I don't want to hear the voice of an ominous person on my special day. Not at all, do you understand?"
"Eh."
The owner of the Qiu Building, Nono, agreed and quickly asked the female slave in the building to cover the middle-aged man's mouth and lift him down.
As for what will happen after being dragged down, no one knows.
Liu Rumeng was helped to sit on the sedan chair. Under the hijab, her red lips were pursed tightly. He was still in a bad mood because of the meeting with the man just now.
"Ayan, I will take you home."
Before the sedan was lifted up, a familiar crisp and sweet voice came from outside the curtain.
It was Bao'er who came to greet him in person.
After understanding this fact, Liu Rumeng suddenly became enlightened and smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if the person who was dull just now was not him.
The happy event went well.
Since Wang Ji and Wang Jifu agreed to this marriage, they naturally could not embarrass others in public.
What's more, at the wedding, even the Queen came to watch the ceremony, and those random gossips disappeared.
After praying to heaven and earth, the two returned to their room.
Now it was time to enter the bridal chamber, and Rui Baoer was a little at a loss.
Although she had had sex between a man and a woman once, she was drunk at the time and her memory was hazy, so she didn't know how she did it.
The wedding room was silent for about half the time of burning incense. Liu Rumeng, who was originally very excited, had her hands tangled with worry.
Rui Baoer coughed softly as a reminder, and took Yu Ruyi to lift Liu Rumeng's hijab.
The man under the hijab applied a layer of powder to make his already beautiful face even more vivid.
Rui Baoer blushed and said:
"It's getting late, let's take a rest."
These words have the intention of deceiving the wedding night.
Liu Rumeng laughed silently and leaned over according to her wishes.
"Then Ayan will help you undress."
He knelt on the bed and untied Rui Baoer's clothes. If she wanted to prevent her from escaping, Liu Rumeng would look at him pitifully with her watery eyes.
Rui Baoer couldn't help it, so he left with him.
