When the rooster crows, Qin Meizhen pulls Meng Zhuoer up from the bed while she is still sleeping.
She was afraid that Meng Zhuoer would regret it, so the mother and daughter carried Meng Zhuoer directly back to the yard like a sneaky dog.
"Don't make it seem like I really have a husband waiting for me. When the time comes, I put on my wedding dress, a crown on my head, and a wedding scarf on it, and it's done. There's no need for it to be so complicated."
Meng Zhuoer felt sleepy and yawned, "Why are you disturbing others in their sleep?"
"It's a full show, and the dowry I give you is a ten-mile red wedding dress."
Qin Meizhen said and showed her the dowry list.
Meng Zhuoer took a look and saw that there were indeed many things. It was obvious that Qin Meizhen also spent a lot of money.
pity……
Meng Zhuoer ignored the other party and lay directly on the Arhat bed next to him, sticking his butt out and hugging the pillow and continued to sleep.
Meng Yifei wanted to wake her up, but Qin Meizhen stopped her: "Forget it, let her sleep. In fact, what Meng Zhuoer said is right.
Anyway, it was just a formality. To put it bluntly, King Jinnan just wanted to get a wife for the dead second young master.
Meng Zhuoer didn't have so much fun when she was asleep. When the time came, he pushed her onto the sedan chair and everything was settled. "
Meng Yifei also agreed after hearing this.
Meng Zhuoer slept very comfortably, and neither Qin Meizhen nor her daughter dared to disturb her.
When it got dark, Meng Yuqing came over to take a look.
After all, when it comes to grandparents and grandchildren, although he loves Meng Zhuoer more, Meng Yifei has been his granddaughter for so many years, so there is still affection.
This frightened Qin Meizhen, and Tongue Canlianhua used various excuses to excuse Meng Yuqing, saying that the bride could not see other people before getting married, it was unlucky and so on.
But there is nothing auspicious or unlucky about marrying a dead person.
In fact, Meng Yuqing could not bear to let the little girl marry a dead man, but the Jinnan Palace could not offend him.
Who made the couple not listen to his advice and want to marry with the Jinnan Palace, so they had to eat the bitter fruit themselves.
Qin Meizhen stopped her, and Meng Yuqing said nothing, just pretending that the little girl resented her cruelty.
After watching Meng Yuqing leave, the mother and daughter breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Yifei said sarcastically: "This old immortal is just showing off now. If he really loves me, he will let Meng Zhuoer marry me."
"The bad old man is half dead. I think it's almost time for him. Once Meng Yuqing dies, your father will be the Marquis, and your mother and I will be the Marquis's wife."
Qin Meizhen smiled and looked forward to that day.
Meng Yifei was happy thinking about that day, and even suggested viciously: "After all, that old man is fifty-three years old. If mother, you can't wait, why not..."
"Not as good as anything."
Meng Yifei was interrupted before she finished speaking.
Meng Zhuoer stood beside the table, looking at the mother and daughter with a sinister look.
Her eyes were like abyss, giving people the illusion that she would fall off a cliff in the next second.
Meng Yifei and her daughter both had goosebumps.
Qin Meizhen knew that their grandfather and grandson had a good relationship, so she hurriedly said: "It's nothing, you heard wrong...
You have just woken up at this time. You should change your clothes and get ready to get on the sedan chair. "
Qin Meizhen laughed and pulled Meng Zhuoer to the dressing table.
Meng Zhuoer threw Qin Meizhen away, and Qin Meizhen almost hit her head on the floor vase.
Meng Yifei hurriedly went to help her and said angrily: "You..."
Qin Meizhen knew that she was now seeking help from Meng Zhuoer, so she quickly stopped her daughter's swear words and said with a flattering smile: "I'm fine, it doesn't matter."
Now is the critical moment. We are about to get on the sedan chair, but we can't make any mistakes.
Meng Yifei could only shut up.
Meng Zhuoer naturally knew what they were planning: "You'd better not have such thoughts, otherwise don't say anything about your grandfather. I will not let you go first, and chop you into meat paste one by one and feed it to the dogs."
Her eyes were as cold as picking bones apart, very terrifying.
Meng Yifei couldn't help but shudder.
Qin Meizhen said hurriedly: "No, your sister was just joking. Come on...change your clothes quickly."
She coaxed and flattered.
Meng Zhuoer withdrew her contemptuous gaze and began to change clothes.
Meng Yifei stared at Meng Zhuoer's back and muttered viciously: "Little bitch, wait until you marry into the Jinnan Palace and things are settled and you will see how I deal with you."
On the other side, at the inn diagonally across from Duke Meng's Mansion, a man in a dark blue robe was drinking with his back against a wooden pillar.
He looked at the bustling entrance of Duke Meng's Mansion with interest.
"Your Majesty, you rejected the meeting with several colleagues early in the morning just to see the daughter of Duke Meng getting married?"
Xia Yu asked doubtfully.
"It's okay to join in the fun. I really want to see who will marry into the Jinnan Palace."
He kept looking at the door, then raised his head and took a sip of wine.
Xia Yu said: "It must be the second young lady Meng Yifei, right?
The old Marquis loved Miss Meng very much, and he was afraid that he would not be willing to let the young lady marry a dead man. "
The answer is obvious.
If Meng Yuqing hadn't come back, the person she might have married might really be Meng Zhuoer, but Meng Yuqing had already come back.
As long as Meng Yuqing is around, Meng Zhuoer will not be wronged.
Yue Zhiting shook her head and smiled, suddenly realizing that she was really too idle and even came to join in the fun.
how?
Could it be that he was still worried about Meng Zhuoer getting on the sedan chair?
Not to mention the impossibility of Meng Yuqing's presence, even if he actually gets on the sedan chair, it has nothing to do with him.
"Let's go back."
Yue Zhiting put the wine jar aside, straightened his clothes and left.
At this time, Xiniang's loud voice came from downstairs: "The bride is leaving the house."
Xi Niang helped the girl wearing a phoenix crown and harem to come out of the mansion and help her get on the sedan chair.
The bride walked towards the sedan chair under the leadership of Xi Niang, but she accidentally stepped on the hem of her skirt and almost fell down. Fortunately, she held on to the long stick that carried the sedan chair.
The bride's hands are very white. Although only a small part is exposed, both the fair skin and the red birthmark on the wrist are very eye-catching.
The man who was about to leave suddenly stopped and frowned when he saw the red birthmark.
How could it be her...
After successfully getting on the sedan chair, we started to fire cannons back to the Jinnan Palace.
Qin Meizhen asked Meng Yifei to follow the sedan chair all the way after returning home.
She stared at the sedan chair, fearing that something would go wrong and her daughter would eventually get married.
Everyone else looked at her and said that the young lady was reluctant to leave her daughter and followed her all the way, showing her true motherly heart.
Qin Meizhen invisibly established a good image for herself, and she was naturally happy.
As the sedan chair passed an inn, a large bag of copper coins, weighing dozens of kilograms, was dropped upstairs.
Those copper coins fell around the sedan chair like a goddess scattering flowers.
In this era when the gap between rich and poor is huge, it is difficult to earn a penny even in the capital. In a year of famine, five penny can buy a life.
"Money, it's money, hurry up and grab the money. Whoever you grab belongs to whoever you grab."
Someone yelled, and the crowd suddenly became excited, scrambling to grab the money on the ground.
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