boyutpedia Chapter 111 Marriage
Chapter 111 Marriage
The next day was the beginning of August, and she was going to marry Wen Xiangzhu.
After she entered the book, she spent the most time in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Every moment she spent with Song Qinghong was still fresh in her mind. Thinking that she would be getting married tomorrow, she would have less contact with Song Qinghong in the future.
She still felt reluctant.
Be willful on the last night and keep Song Qinghong.
"Okay? Sleep with me for another night?" Not getting a response from Song Qinghong, Shen Jiayu asked again.
"it is good!"
Song Qinghong had the same idea, but she was worried that it would disturb Shen Jiayu. If he didn't get enough rest, he would have blue eyes the next day. She would have to spend some time and effort to ask Luqi and Nianzhu to dress him up carefully.
The two of them walked happily to the bedroom and talked all night long.
By the middle of the night, it was Shen Jiayu who couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep while chatting.
Song Qinghong opened her eyes, not feeling sleepy, and turned to look at the quiet night outside the window.
I hope she can be happy and live a good life after marrying Mr. Ye.
I also hope that in the future we will still have countless opportunities to chat all night long like we do now.
The person next to him moved and murmured, "I want to go back..."
Song Qinghong didn't hear clearly, so she leaned over and listened for a long time before she could hear clearly that she meant to go home.
"This is your home. Mr. Ye's place will also be your home in the future. He looks like a good person. I think he will treat you well in the future. Jiayu, sleep well..."
She raised her hand and gently patted Shen Jiayu's belly, soothing Shen Jiayu to sleep.
Until Shen Jiayu's breathing gradually became steady, she fell asleep unknowingly.
After a long time, in the darkness, Shen Jiayu opened his eyes and stared at the sleeping Song Qinghong.
His lips curled up in a gentle smile.
This will be my home from now on.
But I still have to go home, there are people waiting for me there.
Shen Jiayu woke up as early as when Song Qinghong spoke softly. When he heard what she said, a warmth flowed through his body.
The way Song Qinghong patted her little belly and coaxed her to sleep was very much like Shen Jiayu's mother in the real world, which made her miss home even more.
The sky is clear and the morning air is fresh and pleasant.
When it was just getting light, Shen Jiayu was awakened by Nianzhu and Luqi and got up to dress up.
It was not until daylight that they dressed Shen Jiayu up.
"Second Miss, come on, look how beautiful it is!" Nuanzhu said softly as she inserted the last hairpin into her hair.
Song Qinghong stood aside and watched, with a smile on her face.
Shen Jiayu, who had been tossed around for the entire morning, had been dozing with his eyes closed. He was so sleepy that he could not even open his eyes. Only when he heard that it was over did he show any intention of opening his eyes.
A pair of eyes that were tightly closed and contained a watery color slowly opened, looking towards the polished and extremely smooth bronze mirror, in which her face was reflected.
A dignified and luxurious ruby crown is fixed in her bun, with a bright red flower ornament on her forehead. Her curved eyebrows and the pink peach blossom at the right corner of her eye add a different kind of beauty to her makeup.
Is this still me...
At first glance, it has nothing to do with me, but upon closer inspection, it still has the same appearance as before, except that it looks better than before.
Shen Jiayu tilted her head slightly. The ruby tiara was indeed beautiful, but also really heavy.
"What's the meaning of the peach blossom at the corner of the eye?" Shen Jiayu pointed to the pink peach blossom at the right corner of his eye.
"This……"
Nianzhu and Luqi were unable to answer, as they were just following orders.
Song Qinghong walked forward, stood behind her, and said, "I asked them to do this. On the third day of the third lunar month, Shangsi Festival, you two will get married under the peach tree, so of course the peach blossoms should be used as decoration."
She was very satisfied with the peach blossom at the corner of her eye, and liked it no matter how she looked at it from left to right.
Shen Jiayu drooped her eyelashes, and thought of what happened that day, feeling a little sad. She didn't expect that she and Wen Xiangzhu would actually get married in the end.
"The auspicious time is about to arrive, Nuzhu, bring the veil." Song Qinghong turned to look at Nuzhu, motioning her to get it.
Before Shen Jiayu could react, the first embroidery she had embroidered herself was placed on her head.
The mandarin ducks she embroidered were so horrible. How does the saying go?
In addition to gold and jade, it is defeated.
In her case, it's the opposite. The veil is ugly, but what's inside is still beautiful.
"lets go……"
Song Qinghong said this softly, but these three short words were filled with reluctance.
The wedding procession also arrived. For a moment, gongs and drums were beating high in the air, firecrackers were blasting all around the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the onlookers were making way for them in great joy.
Wen Xiangzhu was wearing a wedding gown, with a smile on his face as he was about to get married. He thanked everyone who sent him their blessings.
Lingfeng and Zhao Ji gave handfuls of wedding candy to those who gave the congratulatory speeches.
The wedding procession was grand and one could tell from the wedding sedan that Wen Xiangzhu had put a lot of thought into it.
The people were talking a lot.
"This young man looks very handsome, and he is worthy of the Prime Minister's daughter."
"What's the use of having good looks? In Kyoto, power is still important. You don't know, this young man is the staff of the third prince. He has no power or influence. He has only been in Kyoto for a short time. I guess he even rents a place to live!"
"You know a lot, but not everything. The one being married off is not Song Qinghong, the only daughter of the Song family, but an adopted daughter. Isn't that a good match?"
"That's it, hahaha."
"After all, she is pretty, and the status of an adopted daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion is higher than ours. What's wrong with marrying an adopted daughter? I want one, but I don't have one yet."
"Oh! You are telling the truth!"
Wen Xiangzhu heard some of their whispers, but he didn't care.
No matter what these people say, it will not affect his plan.
Soon, they arrived at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion. After saying some festive words, Wen Xiangzhu entered the Prime Minister's Mansion to greet them.
Before he approached Shen Jiayu, who was wearing a dazzling wedding dress, Wen Xiangzhu's affectionate eyes narrowed.
This is?
Two hairless chickens?
Or are they two featherless birds? Why are their shapes so weird?
This is not Wen Xiangzhu's fault. The unidentified creature embroidered by Shen Jiayu was too eye-catching. It successfully attracted everyone's attention as soon as it appeared.
They all held back their laughter at the signal from Song Qinghong's eyes. They couldn't help it and had already laughed secretly. Now they felt somewhat pleased with her.
Only Shen Jiayu, whose head was covered, knew nothing.
Fortunately, Wen Xiangzhu didn't care about these things. He took Shen Jiayu away under the watchful eyes of everyone.
With the help of Rosary, Shen Jiayu walked out of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Before she could hear what the people outside said, she bent down and sat in the wedding sedan.
As the gong sounded, the people carrying the sedan chair exerted force and the sedan chair shook violently at first. Shen Jiayu was a little uncomfortable with it, but it gradually stabilized.
The only sound inside the wedding sedan was her heartbeat, which was like the sound of a gong echoing through the streets, beat after beat.
At this moment, she really felt that she was going to marry Wen Xiangzhu.