Even if the six old women took turns to fight, they were all exhausted after a day of hard work. It wasn't until Xiao Ying's makeup met their requirements that the six meticulous old women breathed a sigh of relief and were helped to the back compartment to rest by their maids.
Xiao Ying wore a bright red dress embroidered with golden phoenixes, a splendid rosy veil, her cloud-soft hair was tied into a high bun, and she wore a bright phoenix crown full of pearls and phoenix hairpins, rings, bracelets, and armbands. Chains, jade pendants, and sachets are all available. With the thick makeup on her formerly beautiful cheeks, she looked even more indescribably beautiful, especially the gentle smile on her dimples, which was even more dazzling.
Although there were only women in the room, they couldn't help but lose their minds when faced with this stunning beauty.
Xiao Ying did not feel so much. She was punished for a day, and in the afternoon she was pressed motionless on the brocade stool. At this time, as if she had been granted amnesty, she begged pitifully to her biological mother: "Auntie, please let me Let’s take a walk in the courtyard.”
Xiao Ying is many years younger than Xiao Cong, Xiao Wan and others, and she does not have the same mother as them. Her mother is just Xiao Kui's maid. Fortunately, Xiao Kui got pregnant, and gave birth to Xiao Ying, who was raised as a concubine. After Xiao Ying and Yang Ji got engaged, the Xiao family took the royal family into consideration and included her in their direct lineage before Xiao Kuiling. Although this method was exactly the same as Gao Ling's daughter Gao Ling, Xiao Ying was the daughter of the emperor after all. The status is naturally far from that of a concubine turned into a legitimate daughter.
Mrs. Xiao's "daughter is the most important thing to a mother". Although there are no actual changes, she has become Xiao Kuiping's wife in name. She also knows that she cannot let her daughter wander around to avoid ruining her makeup, but she feels sorry for her daughter and can't help but wonder: "But You have just finished dressing up. If you mess up your makeup, do you have to dress up again? The key is that the wedding team is coming soon and there is no time. Why not wait a little longer? "
Xiao Ying said with a bitter face: "But I'm numb. If I don't move, how can I walk?"
Mrs. Xiao also realized the seriousness of the problem. If her numb daughter fell down, it would not only be embarrassing, but also very unlucky. She immediately ran to ask the six old women. After everyone discussed, Finally, he reluctantly made a compromise and allowed Xiao Ying to move around, but only within the room.
Xiao Ying immediately stood up happily, and everyone was so panicked that they quickly reminded her: "Madam, please slow down, don't mess up your clothes."
So Xiao Ying walked slowly around the room with her head held high, her head straight, her eyes straight, her head covered with pearls on her head, and her steps steady.
Soon, the sound of drumming in the distance got closer and closer, reaching outside the house, and the sound made people anxious.
"Madam, here we come! The wedding party has entered the house." Several maids came to inform.
"Auntie!" Xiao Ying paused, an inexplicable sour feeling welling up from the bottom of her heart, and looking at her mother, her big bright eyes were filled with tears.
"My child, today is a great day for you to get married. You should be happy." Mrs. Xiao's voice became more choked up. She turned her head away to prevent her daughter from seeing the tears welling up in her eyes.
Xiao Ying Yingying prostrated, and her tone was a little more sob: "Auntie, from today on, my daughter can't be filial by your side. Auntie, take care of yourself."
Mrs. Pei helped her daughter up, hugged her daughter tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "As long as you live a good life, I will be happy. After you get married, don't act recklessly, and you must respect your elders and serve your husband." , abide by women's ethics, even if you become a princess, you must be well-educated, gentle and courteous, set an example for women in the world, and never lose the face of the Yang family."
"My daughter understands." Xiao Ying's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and large tears fell down her smooth and white face like broken pearls.
Mrs. Xiao carefully wiped the tears on her daughter's face with her handkerchief, forced a smile, pulled Qiu Shui Qiuyue over, and told the sisters: "Aying is kind-hearted and will not treat you sisters badly. You should also treat her well." I hope you can take care of each other and support each other like sisters."
Qiu Shui Qiuyue knelt down and saluted: "Madam, please rest assured."
At this time, another maid came to announce and shouted: "Madam, madam, the groom's motorcade has arrived in the front hall!"
Six old women hurried forward and said nervously: "Madam, let me sit down and let's check the attire."
"Okay, okay!" Mrs. Xiao quickly helped her daughter to the seat, and six people touched up Xiao Ying's makeup.
An old woman put a colorful feather fan into Xiao Ying's hand and ordered: "Madam, once you have finished the ceremony of sacrificing the wild geese, you must cover your face with the fan. Unless King Wei recited the 'Poetry of Que Fan', there will be no one in front of her." Don’t take down your feather fan to show your face to others, remember, remember!”
"Thank you grandma for reminding me, I know it!" Xiao Ying held the feather fan tightly in her hand, her heart fluttering and feeling uneasy.
At this time, the sound of drum music was playing in the house, the crackling of firecrackers inside and outside the house was loud, and the female family members of the Xiao family who were seeing off their relatives crowded into the room, and the joyful atmosphere became more and more intense.
Mrs. Xiao quietly wiped away her tears, forced a smile on her face, and suppressed a thousand words.
Parents are most sad when their daughter gets married.
Although her daughter had found a good son-in-law, Mrs. Xiao saw that her heart-throb became the Yang family. She felt sad and happy at the same time. She followed the procession to the main hall with great sadness.
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There are many customs when the groom comes to the bride to get married, such as shooting arrows to open the door, chanting poems, setting up obstacles and red envelopes, etc. However, these customs are just for fun and good luck, and are usually in moderation; the bride's family does not allow the relatives to make excessive demands. Do not behave in vulgar ways, so as not to miss the auspicious time and leave any bad psychological problems for the bride and groom.
Everyone has this mentality, so everyone maintains a certain bottom line and acquiesces to some unwritten good rules. However, such bad behavior as vulgarity and endless entanglement can only be done by barbarians who have lost their morals and civilization.
These lively customs can be done or not, but there is one thing that must be done, and that is the ceremony of offering sacrifices to wild geese. The so-called gift of goose sacrifice is that the groom throws a live goose wrapped in red silk and wrapped in five colors to the bride. On the day of return, the goose will be redeemed by the groom's family and released by the newlyweds together.
This ceremony of sacrificing wild geese implies good wishes, implying that when the couple separates in the future, they must send letters and miss each other consistently even if they are thousands of miles apart.
After performing the ceremony of sacrificing wild geese, the bride can go out. Finally, the bride's family will pour out basins of water. On the one hand, it represents the fact that the marriage of the man and woman has reached this point and it is irreversible, and they wish both parties a happy marriage for a hundred years; On the other hand, it also means that a married woman is like water thrown out. When you walk out the door, you become a member of the husband's family. Everything should be based on your husband's family. In your mother's family, you will only be a relative and an outsider.
Yang Ji was not too embarrassed by the Xiao family. After Yang Dasai, the "marriage manager", handed out more than two hundred red silk bags containing one gold and silver beads, the Xiao family happily gave way and surrounded Yang Ji. to the nave.
The goose sacrificial ceremony has been arranged in the middle hall of Xiao's residence. A red gauze curtain hangs in the middle, and inside is a phoenix-shaped saddle wrapped with red threads. Qiuyue and Qiu Shui supported Xiao Ying and carefully straddled the saddle.
Lanling Princess Yang Awu walked out of it. She was "marrying" into the Xiao family, and she was still a Yang family in name. Even her husband Xiao Jue also became a Yang family. However, she considered her husband's feelings and stayed in the family. When she came to the Xiao family's side, she smiled coquettishly and said, "Groom, the bride is ready."
A dragon-shaped saddle was also prepared outside. After Yang Ji sat down, the groomsmen Yang Jing and Dugu Pingyun carefully took out the wrapped wild goose from the bamboo basket and handed it to Yang Ji.
Yang Ji could see Xiao Ying sitting inside through the red gauze. Seeing that she was ready, he gently threw the wild goose over the gauze curtain. He controlled his strength very well, neither too fast nor too slow. Xiao Ying caught the throw immediately. The wild geese came in, and the ceremony of sacrificing the wild geese was a complete success. This was a very good omen, and the whole hall suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
The sound of ritual music and firecrackers roared again.
Mrs. Xiao and Princess Lanling helped Xiao Ying up. Xiao Ying bowed to her mother and said with tears: "My daughter is gone. I hope your mother will take care of you. My daughter will come back to visit you from time to time."
Mrs. Xiao hugged her daughter gently and said with tears: "When you arrive at your husband's house, you must respect your husband, be filial to your elders, be diligent and thrifty in running the house, and treat your servants well. You must especially be courteous to your sisters. You must not be arrogant."
"Daughter, remember!" Xiao Ying kowtowed to her mother three times, stood up, covered her face with a feather fan, and walked out slowly.
Dozens of unmarried girls from the Xiao family were already waiting at the door. They surrounded the bride and walked towards the door. For a while, the colorful clothes were fluttering, the rings were ringing, and the fragrance was lingering. In the middle is the dowry maid Qiu Shui Qiuyue. They are supporting the bride from left to right, and there are two maids on each side using round fans to cover the bride.
When Xiao Ying was ready, Yang Ji followed Yang Da's reminder and started walking in front. Xiao Ying was surrounded by her mother's family and walked behind. The Xiao parents behind kept splashing water with a copper basin, which meant that Xiao Ying was going out. From then on, he became a member of the Yang family.
When Xiao Ying was helped into the Qixiang Car waiting at the main entrance, followed only by the bridesmaid and the accompanying maid, Yang Ji rode around the car three times and said loudly: "After the ceremony, let's set off!"
The welcoming team gathered around the carriage and drove slowly. The young and old of the Xiao family watched them go away in front of the gate. The head of the family, Xiao Cong, sighed and said: "After passing through this door, my little sister will be the wife of the Yang family. Everyone, let's go in!" They will come back in three days, so everyone should go to bed early and start preparing tomorrow."
Everyone followed the instructions and entered. Mrs. Xiao, who was walking at the end, turned back three times with each step and reluctantly looked at the retreating team. When she walked in with tears streaming down her face, the door of the Xiao family slowly closed.
The wedding team returned along the original road, and when they arrived at the palace, which was brightly lit as bright as day, it was already Xu hour. After the congratulatory guests finished the banquet, they dispersed one after another, leaving only close relatives and close friends.
When everyone heard that the welcoming team was back, they all rushed to the green hut in the front yard to wait. Eight maids, including Zhang Chuchen, Murong Xianyue, Liu Xu, Lu Siqi, and Xian Yufang, were waiting in front of the gate carrying two felt blankets. .
When the Qixiang Car stopped, they immediately stepped forward and placed the rug in front of the car. The rug in their hands was called "Zhuan Zhan". This was because the bride's feet could not touch the ground, so the two rugs were exchanged in turn. Alternately enter the Baizi tent in the main courtyard; if it is an ordinary family's marriage, just a few women can complete it, but for the grand palace, carrying the carpet is a physical job. This is also the reason for choosing Zhang Chuchen and other maids. The reason is.
Xiao Ying slowly stepped off the Qixiang Car. With the support of Qiu Shui Qiuyue, she held a feather fan to cover her face, stepped lightly on the felt carpet with her embroidered shoes, stepped over the fire pot, stepped over the saddle, stepped over the rice bag, and then stood next to Yang Ji. A pair of "golden boys and girls" with pink makeup sprinkled the two of them with plump grains, and the tears of rice gently splashed along their robes on the red carpet.
The two of them stood in front of the green hut, and the green hut was packed with relatives, friends, and servants of the mansion who came to watch.
There was no custom of worshiping in the Sui Dynasty, but they had to recite the "Poetry on the Fan". In full view of the crowd and silence, Yang Ji looked at Xiao Ying, who was covering her face with a feather fan, and read out the poem he had prepared in a high and steady tone: "Don't let the fan fall." The painted fan draws out the curtain, covering the talents stagnant on the spring mountain. If the reunion of the road is like the bright moon, there must be osmanthus flowers blooming here."
"color!"
"color!"
"But fan!"
"But fan!"
After reciting "Poem of Que Fan", the sound of colors in front of Qinglu was like thunder, and the sound of "Que Fan" continued continuously.
Xiao Ying slowly moved away the feather fan that covered her pretty face, revealing a bright and beautiful face. Even though Yang Ji had been familiar with her appearance for a long time, he was dumbfounded at this moment, although there were thoughts like eyebrows in his mind. Words like spring mountains, eyes like autumn water, clear and bright, beautiful like a fairy, etc., but he felt that they were not enough to describe Xiao Ying's beauty.
Looking at Yang Ji's scorching eyes, Xiao Ying couldn't help but blush shyly on her cheeks, and gently lowered her head.
Afterwards, amidst laughter and blessings, the shy Xiao Ying walked along the red carpet and, with the support of Qiu Shui Qiuyue, walked directly to the Baizi Tent in the master bedroom of the main courtyard.
Yang Jigang wanted to follow, but Yang Guang caught him and dragged him into the Xuanwu Hall, waiting for Yang Ji's small banquet to officially begin.
At this time, Yang Jian, who was dressed in a red robe, was sitting at the top. Yang Su, Su Wei, Gao Jiong, Shi Wansui and other senior ministers were also wearing wedding clothes to accompany him. Fortunately, there were still follow-up etiquette that needed to be completed in the bridal chamber. Everyone It would have missed the auspicious moment, but it was just enough, and Yang Ji was not defeated.
However, there were still a large number of civil and military officials and relatives of the emperor who were left, and the ones served on the table were all extremely high-quality burnt knives. Therefore, before they were halfway through, the besties Yang Jing and Dugu Pingyun were killed in battle.
Fortunately, Xue Ju, Yuchi Gong, Li Daliang, Song Zhengben, and Hao Yuan still persisted, but when a circle of burning knives came down, four of them fell down. Only the staggering Yuchi Gong was left struggling to hold on, and so did Yang Ji himself. He drank until his eyes were blurred and he was in a daze. Half drunk and half awake, Zhang Chuchen and Murong Xianyue helped him back to his new house in the back house to perform the remaining rituals.
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The second floor of the master bedroom of the new house is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, separated by four curtains of jade screens. It is newly decorated at this time and is decorated in a splendid and festive manner. It is covered with 囍 characters and pictures of a hundred children. In the inner room, there is a pair of bright red The candle flickered.
In the middle is a large bed with a simple shape and fine carvings. There is a pink Baizi tent embroidered with plump children on it, which covers the entire bed.
There are many female relatives and maids in the room waiting for Yang Ji to come and complete the unfinished ceremony. As for Dugu Min and Liu Rumei, they have never shown up. They will not meet Xiao Ying until tomorrow. It seems that on the day when the bride enters the house, the house's Immediate family members are not allowed to meet her, as if to avoid some kind of taboo to avoid conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and wives and concubines in the future.
The bride Xiao Ying was sitting on a brocade stool at the same time, feeling happy and uneasy at the same time. She was happy that she finally married her lover, but she was uneasy because someone had told her what was going to happen tonight last night. .
When Yang Ji entered the bedroom with frivolous steps, he saw Xiao Ying's two slender white hands violently tangled together, her two thin red lips pursed vigorously, her bright eyes just glanced at him, and then quickly lowered her eyes. Two rows of long eyelashes flap like butterfly wings.
Seeing Yang Ji's arrival, everyone arranged for him to sit on an empty bench opposite Xiao Ying. A newlywed couple, a man and a woman, sat opposite each other with their knees touching, implying that the intersection of yin and yang would create something new. When the two sat down, they all left with a smile. Next, there were suddenly only the bride and groom, Xiao Wan, the master of ceremonies, and a child left in Baizi's tent.
Only then did Yang Ji look at the bride's appearance carefully. Xiao Ying had a beautiful face, tall and slender, and her crystal skin shone under the scattered candlelight. She lowered her head, and her longing and affectionate eyes were as hazy as smoke. She looked at He glanced at Ai Lang and lowered his eyes shyly, like a bud in bud and blooming with fragrance.
This boy with pink makeup and jade is Yang Ji's cousin and Dugu Pingyun's younger brother Dugu Qingyun. He walked up to the couple carrying a copper basin half filled with water. Inside were two red handkerchiefs. The young voice said solemnly: "Please invite the newlyweds to perform the ritual of washing."
The two of them reached into the basin to clean their hands, each holding a handkerchief to cleanse their face, dry their hands, then put the handkerchief into the basin, and walked away from Duguqing in the clouds. This etiquette is to allow the two newlyweds to wash themselves with the holy water and be able to Welcome the following ceremony with a pure and solemn body and mind.
"Please invite the newlyweds to perform the Jǐn ceremony with the 'old'." Dugu Qingyun, who was invited to work as a coolie, carefully carried a tray with two plates with a piece of meat on each, two pairs of chopsticks, and a pair of chopsticks. The ladle tied with red thread is stuck in the mold-like groove, and it is filled with wine.
When Dugu Qingyun walked up to the newlyweds, the wine was only swaying slightly, not a drop was lost. It was really a big mistake for this kid.
Although Xiao Ying was extremely shy, she listened to Dugu Qingyun's words. She stretched out her slender jade fingers, picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, brought it to her lips and bit off half of it, looking at it with watery eyes. Ai Lang saw that he had already eaten half of the food and was staring at her with piercing eyes. Her face suddenly turned hot and she handed the chopsticks to his mouth. Yang Ji also sent over the remaining half piece of meat, and after eating it, he put the chopsticks where they were.
Then each picked up a gourd wine cup, drank half of it slowly, and then exchanged it for the other person to finish the drink, and then placed the gourd in the groove of the tray.
Gourds are bitter and cannot be eaten, so if they are used to hold wine, it will be bitter wine. Although the wine contained in it was soaked in gourds and had a slightly bitter taste, the two of them drank it now, and it was even better than the sweet rain.
Dugu Qingyun seemed to have completed a huge task. He breathed a big sigh of relief and sent the tray to Xiao Wan. Xiao Wan wiped the plate clean with a handkerchief, put it upside down, and exerted a slight force. With just a "click" sound, the two plates were firmly put together. After that, they wiped the chopsticks and ladle clean, tied them together with a red rope, and put them into a beautiful jade box one after another.
Dugu Qingyun brought another tray from outside. This time he seemed much more calm because it was just a pair of scissors tied with red silk. He commanded meticulously: "Please let the newlyweds perform the hair-tying ceremony."
Yang Ji trimmed out a strand of hair, cut it with a "click", and put the cut hair and the scissors on the red silk tray. Dugu Qingyun sent the tray to Xiao Ying again, making another crisp "click" sound. , Xiao Ying's lock of black hair fell down in response.
It is often said that marriage is a new life for women. The ceremony of tying hair is probably the feeling of a newborn having her umbilical cord cut off. Xiao Ying stared at the lock of black hair on her plate, as if a very important part of her life had been cut off, and she suddenly felt a little empty in her heart.
But when she saw her sister deftly tying her and Yang Ji's hair together with red thread and putting them into a brocade bag embroidered with "Hundred Years of Good Cooperation", she suddenly felt a sense of safe belonging.
Dugu Qingyun saw Xiao Wan tying up the kit tightly, putting it back on the tray, and said childishly: "Please give the newlyweds a hand-holding ceremony."
Yang Ji's hands, palms facing up, slowly stretched out towards Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying put her hands on Yang Ji's palms. Her hands looked so beautiful and petite in Yang Ji's hands, and the skin on the back of her palms was as white and tender as transparent jade. . Yang Ji gently used force to hold these tender little hands tightly.
Although the two hugged and kissed each other countless times, this time, the meaning was completely different from before. When Yang Ji put his hands together, Xiao Ying's delicate body trembled slightly. She felt that the blood and souls of the two seemed to be like a knot in their hearts. , four hands, all tightly connected together, she suddenly felt an unspeakable feeling, and suddenly felt the urge to cry.
"The agreement between life and death is broad, as told by Zicheng.
Hold your son's hand and share chopsticks with him.
Hold your son's hand and sleep with him.
Hold your son's hand and be happy with him.
Hold your hand and grow old together.
Hold your hand, what more can I ask for! "
The couple memorized the hand-holding poem in unison. At first, Yang Ji's voice was not solemn and thick enough, and Xiao Ying's voice was a little trembling and timid. However, under the guidance of Dugu Qingyun's melodious, pure and spiritual voice, the two of them Later, the voice had a strange resonance and became solemn and solemn. Although Xiao Ying's voice is always half a beat slower than Yang Ji's, it has a harmonious beauty of a husband singing and a wife accompanying her.
After reciting an oath like an oath, the newlyweds looked at each other in unison. This time, Xiao Ying did not avoid Ai Lang's gaze. They looked at each other intently, with an unwavering infatuation.
"From now on, she is my wife!"
"From now on, he is my husband!"
Dugu Qingyun took the tray away, and after receiving instruction from the adults outside, she ran in and shouted immaturely: "The auspicious time has come, please invite the newlyweds to sit on the couch!"
Yang Ji got up and helped Xiao Ying up. Xiao Ying was now timid and weak, half leaning on her husband's chest. The newlyweds hugged each other and walked into the inner tent and sat down on the edge of the bed. But now At that time, their wedding was not over yet.
Dugu Qingyun lowered the curtain of the inner tent for them, exited the Baizi Tent, and shouted loudly: "The newlyweds have sat on the couch! The newlyweds have sat on the couch!"
Xiao Wan locked the jade box that contained all the belongings, and took all the female members of the Yang family into the inner sanctum. They walked around the big bed, and while scattering the flowers, fruits and money in the baskets on Baizi's account, they solemnly recited the wish: "Tonight On the auspicious day, the daughter of the Xiao family and the son of the Yang family are happily married. After their wishes are fulfilled, they may live forever and keep Ji Chang. Five boys and two girls, and the slaves come together. The man wishes... From now on, I wish that the couple will grow old together and live a long life! "
After reading, Xiao Wan waved her hand, and everyone except the dowry maid Qiuyue Qiushui exited the inner room and left the new house.
Originally, there was still a section about having a wedding, but today is relatively late. If the couple is not ready for the wedding after midnight, it means the seventh day of the lunar month tomorrow, and the seventh day is obviously not as good as today, so it will be a waste of time, so it is also a time to have a wedding. no.
Qiuyue Qiushui also set up a small tent outside. As Xiao Ying's personal maids, they naturally became Yang Ji's concubines (note). The two sisters looked exactly the same, wearing crimson palace clothes, and they became more and more special. Her body looks like a willow and her skin is as beautiful as snow.
The two sisters locked the door to the outer room, returned to the inner room and said, "The guests have retired, please have a rest."
When Xiao Ying heard this, her body tensed up and a look of fear appeared on her face.
Qiu Shui looked a little funny and looked at Qiu Yue. The latter came to Xiao Ying and said softly: "I will wait for you to take off your makeup."
"Oh, okay!" Xiao Ying raised her eyes and glanced at her husband, got up and walked to the dressing table to sit down.
Qiu Shui walked up to Yang Ji, saluted with a reddish face and said, "I will serve the king to take a bath."
There are three rooms in this building. On the second floor, in addition to the master bedroom with front and back entrances, the left side is a leisure flower hall, and the right side is also divided into two inner and outer rooms. The outer room is actually the maid's room, while the inner room is a bathroom. The main board is covered with several layers of cooked cowhide, and a layer of bluestone is firmly bonded with glutinous rice pulp. There is no risk of water leakage. The used sewage can be drained from the pipe. This bathroom has a side door and The master bedroom is connected.
Yang Ji and Qiu Shui walked into the bathroom. The wooden bathtub had already been filled with hot water. When Yang Ji walked to the bathtub, Qiu Shui, who had quickly removed his gown, had already closed the door and stepped forward to undress and untie him.
Generally speaking, the head of a wealthy family does not shy away from keeping his maids close to him even when he is having sex. These maids have to serve tea, water, and wet wipes. Some people even do some entertainment shows and services for the master. They are also used to treating them as a thing instead of a person with independent thoughts.
For Qiuyue Qiushui, they are among the ten thousand people who are willing to marry Xiao Ying to the palace. Not only is the palace noble, but the key is that they have been in contact with Yang Ji for a long time and know that this king is easy to get along with, as long as they don't commit any big crimes. No fault of your own and will never be mistreated.
Yang Ji also knew that not letting Qiu Shui serve would be tantamount to driving Qiu Shui out of the family in disguise, which was no less than pushing her into a desperate situation, so he let it go.
After taking a bath, the drunkenness disappeared immediately, and the whole person became energetic and comfortable. When Yang Ji returned to the bedroom wearing a white folded gown, it was Xiao Ying and Qiu Yue's turn to go in. Qiu Shui quickly took out a pure white brocade handkerchief from a brocade box on the dressing table and laid it squarely in the center of the bed.
After waiting for a long time, Xiao Ying finally returned wearing a nightgown.
"The newlyweds are invited to sleep together. If you need anything, please call your servant." After the two sisters finished speaking, they exited the inner room, got into their own tents, covered their heads and faces with quilts, and even blocked their ears.
In the Baizi Tent, Xiao Ying nestled snuggled in her husband's arms. Although she was still a little shy and nervous, after being baptized by the ancient rite of immaturity and innocence, yet solemn and sacred, her heart had been completely opened. All kinds of distracting thoughts seemed to have been driven away. Her jewel-like bright eyes looked at her husband shyly and expectantly, and said softly: "I am your wife, I hope you will never be a slave."
Yang Ji gently kissed his beloved wife and said softly: "I am your husband, and I will never let you down in this life!"
"This slave has not yet been taken care of, please have mercy on me." Xiao Ying sat upright shyly, took off the phoenix hairpin on her head, and let her black waterfall-like hair fall over her shoulders. She closed her eyes slightly and let her husband feel dizzy. at the mercy of.
It wasn't until the two of them kissed on the couch for a long time that Xiao Ying, who was breathing heavily, was panicked by the hot thing the "grandmothers" were talking about. She couldn't help but open her watery eyes and asked curiously: "Mr. Lang , what is that of yours? It’s so weird.”
"Hey, you and I are uneven. My strengths just make up for your weaknesses. Only in this way can we become a perfect couple!"
"Is this how the word 'husband and wife become one' comes from?"
"I think so. It's getting late, let's learn from each other's strengths and become a beautiful couple."
"Um."
In an instant, the Baizi tent was filled with spring.
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(Note: Many friends think that concubines are equal to concubines and concubines. In fact, concubines and concubines have two different meanings. Although they are both concubines, there is a huge difference in status between concubines and concubines. In ancient times, dowry If a woman is a sister or cousin of the head wife, then she is a concubine; if the dowry is just a humble maid, Dingtian is a concubine. Therefore, although the status of a concubine with a noble birth is lower than that of the head wife, it is far higher than that of a maid. The status of a concubine is equivalent to that of the familiar common wife. If the principal wife unfortunately dies early and the husband does not continue the marriage, the concubine can also inherit the rights of the 'primary wife', but the concubine does not have such rights.)
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