She had just stepped onto the wedding chariot and sat down, when light snow began to fall in the air. After a while, a grandma who was accompanying her to welcome the bride opened the curtain and took a look. The grandma had a long face and small eyes. Narrowing her eyes to a slit, grinning and waving her red fan, she kept talking and called herself Grandma Liu, the Dowager Madam.
She suddenly remembered this person. Wasn't this the same person who put on airs in front of her when she was confined in Huiwan Court last year?
But she came to look at her, and her grandma was grinning at her with her missing teeth exposed.
"Well, the new Madam! I came here to serve you on the orders of the Madam. My wife looks extremely beautiful today. She is dignified and graceful. She is really the niece of the Madam!" Wrinkles flew upwards on his face, and his smile was stiff. And reluctantly.
Qingya knew what her intention was, so she called someone to take care of it: "Cherish my love!"
Xiyi took a gold pearl from her sleeve, quietly clasped it in her hand, and stood straight aside.
Grandma Liu's eyebrows almost flew up with joy. She quickly looked at the auspicious pattern on the reward money and stuffed it into her sleeve: "Oh, madam, you are so polite. This is what I do!"
Grandma walked away for a while and then took a can of soup and handed it to her: "Tian'er, it's snowing. Madam, you have a precious body, so you must not catch a cold!"
She took it smoothly, put it in her palm and said, "Thank you, mama!"
"What are you grateful for? Madam, if you need anything, just give me your orders!"
She nodded, looked out at the snowy scene outside her window, thought for a moment and said, "Mom, could you please say a few words to the guys in front of me? I've been feeling bad lately, so I hope you guys can walk a little slower!"
"Okay, it's a small matter!"
"I'm going to tell you. Girl, the king wanted to come to pick up the bride in person, but the old lady thought that you were the concubine's wife, so she didn't ask the king to come. The king asked me to say that I hope you can forgive me!"
She smiled and said, "I understand the rules!"
"Girl is a sensible person!" Mammy said.
"But the king said that your status is different from that of ordinary concubines. You are allowed to enter through the front door and not through the side door!"
She didn't care about this, so she answered with a straight face, held the golden silk fan, and then walked to the front after saying a few words.
It was only a few kilometers from the west of the city to the city, but she spent the time like a year. She was suffering so much that she could do nothing but watch the rickety frame of the carriage moving forward, holding a fan and listening to the murmurings of people outside. The children recited the smooth songs, which were probably the words of wonder from women and children.
"Girl! His Highness King Qi is at the gate of Qi State Mansion!" Xiyi whispered against the curtain. new
After hearing this, her heart ached like needles, but she opened the curtain and looked outside the window. Under the green tiles of the red door, stood a man, wearing fresh clothes, looking at her.
After not seeing him for a few days, he looked haggard, his broad chest was quietly hunched, his strong arms drooped by his side, his eyes were looking forward blankly, and he looked completely different from his past graceful and suave posture.
Just such a look disturbed her heart. I remember that when Chun Shang left, he promised to marry her, but now she is wearing wedding clothes and Xiapei, but she wants to become someone else's bride.
Her eyes were already misty with tears. When she looked up at him, tears dripped down her red makeup. She looked at each other from a distance for a while. She only removed her hand when the wedding driver was far away. But when she turned her hand back, all kinds of pain filled her heart, and the tears that flowed down her face didn't stop until the wedding room.
In the evening, all the guests at the banquet were gone. There were still glasses of cold wine on the table. Wedding lanterns were put on everywhere in the palace, and the servants were busy non-stop. There was a burst of noise outside the bridal chamber. Wan Yanyong, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, came in drunkenly. The boy, with his crotch hanging on his moustache, guided the groom into the bridal chamber with hydrangeas.
Zhang Jiyan stood by and said happily: "Your Majesty! The new lady is in the bridal chamber!"
Wan Yanyong clasped her waist and looked lovingly at the swaying red candles in the room, choked with sobs and unable to speak: "The lonely king finally married her back!"
"Your Majesty, come in quickly!"
Xiao Xuan took off the hydrangea and bowed her head behind her. He patted himself in bridal clothes and entered the bridal chamber. Then he gently closed the door, looked at the swaying red candles all over the room, lifted up the red curtain, walked around the screen and looked inward.
"Madam!" He called softly to the one sitting on the wedding couch, holding a fan and hiding her face.
woman.
Before hearing her reply, he walked over and slapped her with great joy. Suddenly he saw her beautiful face and his heart fell.
A green wedding dress set off her childish cheeks. The strand of beads on her forehead swept between her eyebrows. Her red lips were white and her eyes were bright. An inch closer, she could smell the fragrance of her body slowly spreading.
His Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, he sat down and held her cheeks, saying affectionately: "Qingya! You are so beautiful."
She raised her head and looked into his eyes, with red eyes she stood up and walked aside: "I..., I'm a little hungry! I only drank a bowl of soup when I came in the morning!"
"Okay! After drinking the Hexin wine for a while, I will order someone to bring food!" He stood up slowly, walked to her side, pulled her hand over and hugged her.
"Qingya, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? I finally married you back, finally married you back!"
She took a step back, deliberately flinching.
When he saw it, his face was full of sorrow.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
She turned around and secretly shed red tears, crying with trembling shoulders.
"Are you still thinking about Brother Wang?"
She never replied or looked back.
He turned in front of her and held her shoulders, saying bitterly: "Qingya, whatever Wan Yanliang gave you, you name it, I can give it to you, as long as you are happy!"
"The king is joking! Now that I am the king's wife, the king should stop talking nonsense!" She walked over and sat down with her fan.
Suddenly I heard a young man shouting outside the house: "The newlyweds are drinking Hexin wine!"
It was still that familiar voice. She had accompanied him as a little girl to deliver wine in the bridal chamber between him and Wulin Mingxuan many years ago, but now, she had become a bride.
She quickly wiped away her tears and sat down with a fan. Wanyanyong also sat down with his Adam's apple moving. A girl of about seven or eight years old, dressed in red, with a bun and red flowers on her head, ran in with the wine on the wedding plate, followed by a grandma.
When Wan Yanyong took a look, he still exclaimed as he did many years ago: "Chaohsi? Is it you? Why are you here!"
Qingya glanced at the girl and learned her identity. She turned out to be Pucha Chaojin, the youngest niece of Wanyanyong's aunt, Princess Pucha, and she was also Wanyanyong's nominal cousin.
"The madam said... that if the bride gets some good luck, she will have a happy marriage when I grow up, so I brought wine and dumplings to my brother and sister-in-law!"
She is not as quiet as Qingya, but lively and cute. She shakes her two buns and then presents the plate and says: "Your Majesty, madam, please drink Hexin wine!"
Wanyanyong first took the silver cups tied with red silk, then placed one of them in Qingya's palm and looked at her and said, "Come, drink first!"
She waited for a while before taking it. The two of them respected each other and drank together. After drinking, she gently put down the cup. Wanyan Yong on the other end finished the drink and looked at the silver cup in his hand connected to the silver on the plate. The cup, my heart is like a knife.
The little girl came to Jin and took another small bowl of dumplings from her grandma. She grinned and held one between her lips to feed Qingya first.
She bit off half of it with red eyes, and the other half was put into Wan Yanyong's mouth next to her.
"Brother, isn't your new sister-in-law happy?" Chao Jin asked.
Wan Yanyong stared at the square wine glass, chewed twice before swallowing the dumplings, raised his face and smiled: "My new sister-in-law is young and misses her family, so she will be depressed. Chaojin, you will go out and talk to your aunt later. My brother and sister-in-law drank happily!"
"Okay, okay!" She nodded.
"Can I give birth?" she asked again.
Wanyanyong choked up and said, "Of course it's raw! It's raw."
"Sister-in-law..."
Qingya didn't answer.
"Okay, Chaojin, go out and ask your aunt for wedding money! My sister-in-law is feeling a little unwell!"
He took the little girl and said a few gentle words quickly, and she ran out with a little jump, closed the door and walked away.
They were the only two people left in the room, sitting quietly by the wedding couch, looking at the room full of red makeup. Wan Yanyong stood up and put down his wedding hat. He stood in front of the table and glanced at the double 囍 characters on the bright window, and let out a long sigh.
"This pair of "囍" sticks well.
! ” He took the silver pot alone, poured a glass of wine, and took a sip.
"It's Du Kang from the Solitary King!" He tasted the product and said with a smile.
He looked at her with red makeup again, untied the red thread on the silver cup, took the cup and approached her, sat next to her, and while sipping the wine, asked: "Qingya, have you ever loved me?"
She did not reply. For a moment, she walked in front of him and fell down on the ground. She cried and said, "Your Majesty, it's late at night. I have been feeling unwell recently and am unable to serve you. Please, Your Majesty, move me to the other sisters' place!"
"Not feeling well?" His eyes were already red.
"Yes, may the king atone for his sins!"
Wan Yanyong tasted the astringency of the wine in her mouth, looked up to the sky and exhaled, swallowed the red tears in her eyes, stood up and put the silver cup gently on the wedding table, walked slowly towards the curtain with heavy steps, and she felt relieved. With a sigh of relief, she stood up and walked in front of the dressing table, looking at the bride in the bronze mirror.
Wan Yanyong walked towards the curtain, clutching the lapel of his big sleeves tightly, then suddenly turned back and hugged her up: "The lonely king won't leave, the lonely king won't leave!"
"What are you going to do?" Before she could react, she was thrown onto the couch.
He quickly stripped off his clothes, threw the futou hat away from his head, laid her down on the couch, and took off her clothes and jewelry layer by layer. The gorgeous crown was thrown on the wedding carpet, and the pearls Cuihua was scattered all over the ground.
On her wedding night, the beautiful scenery she once thought about were all in vain...
"Qingya, I love you!" He whispered against her ear.
She fell asleep from the pain and became unconscious.
When the last red candle outside the tent was extinguished, it was already midnight. In a blur, she realized that she was lying naked on Wan Yanyong's strong shoulders, her black hair and sweat sticking together, and behind her was his pair of His arms gently supported her.
Looking outside his red tent, the ground was in a mess, and he could vaguely see his mop quilt placed on a low case.
During their one-night bridal love affair, his affection was so deep that she couldn't bear it, and she fainted several times.
When she woke up again, he had fallen asleep from exhaustion. She clutched the rose pendant around her neck, curled up in the mandarin duck quilt and cried bitterly.
Thinking about all these years of stupidity, she truly loved and liked someone, but it was just a dream!
"Yuan Gong..." She was still thinking about him.
