flstandardbreds Chapter 181 Princess, I'm here to pick you up
Chapter 181 Princess, I'm here to pick you up
"Princess, I'm here to pick you up."
He looked at her and was also stunned for a moment. He had always known Wen Jiu's beauty. Now that she was dressed up, she was even more incomparable to the ordinary women in the mortal world.
Qingfeng, who was following behind him, rubbed his eyes. Who was this dignified and elegant person with a gentle smile on her face? Was she the murderous Miss Wen? Their mistress?
Xuan Ling stepped over and stepped on Qing Feng. "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen how beautiful my young lady is?"
Yes, he had seen her, but he had never seen such a gentle Miss Wen.
"I'll take you to bid farewell to Prime Minister Yue..." Xiao Jue stretched out his hand.
Wen Jiu put her hand on it, and Xuan Ling held the fan for her with her other hand.
"Oh, Princess... Princess, this is not right. You should still hold on to the fan," the matchmaker advised.
"It doesn't matter. Rules are made by people. As long as the Crown Prince's wife is happy, that's all." Xiao Jue smiled dotingly.
"Yes," the bride thought to herself, the Crown Prince's wife is so lucky.
Xiao Jue led Wen Jiu to the main hall. The prime minister was dressed neatly and sat on the high chair, looking like a kind father.
"Warm wine and bid farewell to the Prime Minister"
"...You must be humble and respectful in the future, be filial to your parents-in-law, carry on your husband's family line, and take care of the affairs of the harem..." This damn girl was unable to call her father before she left.
"Please rest assured, Prime Minister. Although there is a prince in Prince Xiao's Mansion, my First-Rank Grand Marshal Mansion will soon be completed by the Ministry of Works. By then, we can move out, and we won't have parents-in-law to take care of. We can live our own lives." He laid his cards on the table. He was too lazy to pretend now that he had married her. It wasn't like he was in front of Emperor Yuan.
The Prime Minister was so angry that he almost lost his balance.
When it came to warming the wine, I still said "yes" respectfully.
This is also the grace of giving birth.
"Jiu'er, I bid farewell to the Prime Minister, mother, and brother." He knelt down in front of the seat in another row and kowtowed heavily.
"Jiu'er, come here, brother will carry you." Wen Xi bent down, Wen Jiu nodded and lay on top.
Wen Xi's back was broad and warm. She hugged him and said, "It's great to have a brother."
Wen Xi choked up, "I wanted to find you when I was very young, and then treat you well. Now you are back, but the days are too short. I don't have time to treat you well, and you are going to marry someone else... Jiu'er, if you are wronged, you must tell your brother. I will seek justice for you even if it costs my life."
"Brother, thank you. I just got married. It's two streets away. When I miss you, I will go to Xiaoyao Tower or the General's Mansion." Although Wen Jiu tried to ease the atmosphere, he was still called out and tears welled up in his eyes.
Wen Xi paused, Wen Jiu wanted to turn back
"Don't look back, let's go, and remember to come back often to see me, an old woman."
"Grandma, I will. I'm counting on you to support me in the future."
"Oh, young master, hurry up and carry the bride to the sedan chair, don't miss the auspicious time," the two matchmakers urged.
"Xi'er, go ahead and carry your sister steadily, don't shake her." The old lady wiped her tears and reminded Wen Xi
"Yes, grandma, I promise not to shake my sister."
"The bride has been corrected," the matchmaker shouted
Ten miles of red makeup, the flowers in the whole capital lost their color. She was wearing a red wedding dress that was as hot as a raging fire, with a phoenix crown and a bridal robe. The surroundings could be heard the sound of festive music. She looked up and saw him in a red dress, with black silk tied up high and a red hairband flying in the wind. He looked at her, raised the corner of his mouth, stepped on one foot, and jumped onto the horse. His movements were crisp and smooth. She lowered the gauze curtain.
The servants from Prince Xiao's mansion who came to pick up the bride began to scatter wedding money on the roadside.
Attracting crowds of onlookers to shout congratulations
Some are congratulating the newlyweds, some are congratulating them for a long-lasting marriage, and some are congratulating them for the birth of a baby soon...
"Jiu'er, have a safe journey, a safe and happy life, this is your brother's blessing to you." Wen Xi sent the warm wine to Xi Jiao, but Xi Jiao did not leave. The four brothers still had to follow Xi Jiao to the Xiao Palace...
Wenjiu responded with a "yes" and then there was banging all the way.
Everyone is impressed by how generous the bride's dowry is.
There were eighty-eight bearers in total, and the queen only had one hundred and eight bearers, but this was understandable. She was the daughter of the prime minister, the Princess of Anning County, and the only favorite of the general's mansion. Although the eldest cousin had a leg disease, he was also the new prince consort this year, and he was as gentle and handsome as jade.
The remaining two cousins had returned from the northwest with experience, and sooner or later they would have their own world. Although my own brother had not made any achievements in the court for the time being, he was also the eldest and only son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and was extremely noble.
“I don’t know what treasures are in here.”
"These eighty-eight lifts overshadowed the Seventh Princess and the Second Prince. They are truly majestic."
"Yeah, I just came from there, the Seventh Princess is only sixty-six."
"Where is the second prince's princess?"
"There are only sixty-eight, still not as many as the Xiao Palace marrying a Crown Prince's Consort."
"I'm so envious of her family background, her status, and her looks. How hateful she is! God is so unfair. She has everything."
"What is there to envy? I heard that this prince's concubine was brought back from the deep mountains less than a year ago. Who can imagine how hard it was for her? When she returned, there were only the master and servant."
"Yes, she was still weak, and she was ordered to go to Xiaoxiang, where she encountered the plague. She tested the medicine on herself and got the disease. This honor was earned by herself."
"Yes. When the General's Mansion came to deliver the skirts and hairpins that day, they said that the Crown Prince's wife's skirts and hairpins would all be covered by the General's Mansion in the future."
"Really? It seems that the stepmother treated her very badly when she first came back. It's really a happy ending after all the hardships."
Seeing that the topic had changed, and the extravagance of the prince marrying a wife was reversed, no one mentioned it again, and those people simply left with gnashing teeth.
The victorious ones crossed their arms and looked at those people proudly.
I talked to them again about the topic of brothers and sisters marrying a couple.
Emperor Yuan later realized that his efforts were in vain.
Wenjiu couldn't hear any of this. She just felt very hungry and her head felt heavy. Who would save her? Let's end it quickly!
又困
The road was flat, and through the red silk curtains I could see the unruly young man in front of me. Even sitting on a horse did not affect his strong posture at all.
Broad shoulders and narrow waist, this is what she wanted most in her previous life. Unfortunately, even though she has achieved it, she can't reach his perfection.
In terms of appearance, among all the people he had met in Beijing, only Fu Yichen could compete with him.
In terms of family background, he is the eldest son of Prince Xiao's Mansion. He has become a first-rank marshal by his own ability. He has countless assets, and there must be other things behind him that are unknown to the public!
If she were just a woman, she would marry him in this life, even if he didn't like her, he would guarantee her a worry-free life. She also wanted to be a rotten salted fish, eating and waiting for death all her life.
Hey, it's just a fantasy. She can't live that kind of life, and she doesn't have the fate of enjoying a leisurely life! She has important things to do... She must find out in this life.
Wen Jiu was daydreaming all the way, the sedan chair came down, and the matchmaker began to say to the people who got off the horse, "Please, my lord, please shoot arrows."
The meaning of archery and wine warming is also understood, which is nothing more than to remove the evil spirit from the bride, turn misfortune into good fortune, and bless her.
Wen Jiu just wanted to finish it quickly. He thought there was only one arrow, but he didn't expect there were two arrows. The fan in his hand was almost crushed.