Zhao Jing'er hurriedly wiped her mouth clean and sat back on the side of the bed obediently. Lin Wan made up some lipstick for Zhao Jing'er, and Wang Biyun cleaned up the table and restored everything to its original state.

The door was pushed open by Xi Po from the outside, Xi Po walked in happily, holding a notebook in her hand, walked in front of Zhao Jing'er, handed it to Zhao Jing'er with both hands, and said happily: "Mrs. Zhuangyuan, this time it is a poem written by Zhuang Yuanlang himself, and the words written by himself, are you satisfied?"

Wang Biyun didn't wait for Zhao Jing'er to take the note, so she took the book, and read in a low voice: "Tonight, the Weaver Girl descended to the world, and she was idle in the mirror and makeup; ”

Zhao Jing'er listened to Wang Biyun's poem, her heart was extremely happy, her eyes were bright, she took the note in Wang Biyun's hand, read it carefully, and looked up at Lin Wan for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "Wan'er, is it okay?"

Lin Wanwan smiled, nodded, and said: "One is the champion of the new department, and the other is the champion of last year. ”

When Xi Po heard this, she knew that this level had passed, and said happily: "Since there is no problem, you can quickly cover the Xipa for the bride, and I will go out and ask the bride's own brother to carry the bride out." After saying that, he had already walked out of the room quickly, and asked Ping'er to walk in with a few rings.

Ping'er walked to the side of the bed, carefully covered the Xipa on Zhao Jing'er's head, and persuaded in a low voice: "Miss, you must bear with it, from now on, your Xipa can't be taken down, and you have to wait until your uncle comes to reveal it in person, remember?"

Zhao Jing'er nodded slightly, and began to recall the booklet she memorized yesterday, knowing that she could no longer speak.

Ping'er helped Zhao Jing'er up, slowly took two steps forward, and stopped in the center of the room, waiting for Zhao Mingyi to carry her.

Zhao Mingyi quickly followed Xi Po in, walked in front of Zhao Jing'er with joy on his face, turned around and squatted down, and said, "Jing'er, come, let my brother carry you again." ”

Zhao Jing'er listened to Zhao Mingyi's words, and suddenly felt a little moved, and suddenly realized that she was going to get married, and her eyes were hot, but she hurriedly held back, and secretly reminded herself that she couldn't cry with the makeup on her face.

Wang Biyun hurriedly stepped forward, and Heping Er helped Zhao Jing'er to Zhao Mingyi's back left and right, and let her lie down steadily.

Zhao Mingyi got up slowly, and under the guidance of Xi Podi, he cautiously walked out of the room. Suddenly there was a lot of music outside, and the group finally walked out of Zhao Jing'er's boudoir amid deafening cheers.

Wang Biyun and Lin Wan followed behind Zhao Mingyi hand in hand, watching Zhao Mingyi carry Zhao Jing'er in front of Zhao Fengwen and Xing Xirong, and gently put her down.

Zhao Jing'er stood on the red carpet, she couldn't see anything except her toes in front of her, and she suddenly felt a little flustered and forgot any etiquette.

Xing Han stuffed the end of the red silk into Zhao Jing'er's hand and reminded in a low voice: "Jing'er, we want to say goodbye to your parents now. ”

Zhao Jing'er immediately remembered what she was going to do, so she listened to Xi Po's instructions and bowed down to Yingying.

Zhao Fengwen nodded with a smile, and sincerely instructed Xing Han: "Akan, I am such a precious daughter, I will hand it over to you from today, if you dare to let her suffer the slightest grievance, I can't spare you." ”

Xing Han hurriedly saluted respectfully and said, "Father-in-law, rest assured, the son-in-law will definitely live up to his father-in-law's entrustment, and he will regard Jing'er as a treasure in this life and this life, and will never abandon her, and will never let her suffer the slightest grievance." ”

Zhao Fengwen smiled and nodded, but Xing Xirong couldn't cry anymore, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Zhao Jing'er heard her mother's sobbing, and she finally couldn't help crying, and called in a low voice: "Mother......"

When Xing Xirong heard her daughter's "mother", the tears on her face couldn't be stopped, and she said in a trembling voice: "Jing'er, you have been married to a wife from today onwards, and you can't be willful anymore." Even if Akan lets you, you can't come by your own temperament anymore, understand?"

Zhao Jing'er nodded with tears and said, "Yes, mother, my daughter understands." Father and mother, you two must take care of your health, don't worry about your daughter, your daughter will be fine. The daughter is grateful to her father and mother for her nurturing grace, and I wish my father and mother a long life and a long life!"

Seeing that it was almost over, Xi Po hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhao Jing'er, followed the red silk in Xing Han's hand, and walked along the red carpet towards the sedan chair.

In the lively joy, everyone watched Zhao Jing'er get on the sedan chair, and then Xing Han returned to his high-headed horse, turned over on the horse, and marched towards the Xing family's mansion with the welcoming team.

Wang Biyun and several little sisters, together with the sedan chair, followed Zhao Jing'er to Xing's house with the team of relatives.

And Lin Wan had to wait for Zhao Mingjin to bring Tong Xinyan back, wait for them to worship the church, and then go to the Xing family's dinner with Lin Zhihuai.

For the Zhao family, marrying both a daughter and a daughter-in-law is a double happiness. After sending Zhao Jing'er away, the house did not become deserted, reducing the feeling of emptiness in my heart when I married my daughter. Just like at this moment, Xing Xirong quickly came out of her grief and devoted herself to preparing for the next wedding.

For the guests, wave after wave of joy made the atmosphere of the wedding more intense, and before they calmed down from the lively scene of the departure of the family team just now, they heard the drum music of the Zhao family's family welcoming team in the distance.

Lin Wan and the guests stood at the gate and looked out, only to see Zhao Mingjin sitting on a tall horse, wearing a red wedding robe, full of joy, slowly coming.

The team of people and horses is gradually approaching, behind Zhao Mingjin, is a gorgeous big red sedan chair, even the embroidery on the sedan chair is gold thread, lifelike, mandarin ducks playing in the water, magpies and plums.

Behind the sedan chair, there is a lively send-off procession and a long greeting procession. Ning Wuwu was in the team to send off relatives, and beside her were the sisters of Tong Xinyan Golden Needle Embroidery Workshop, all of whom were wearing the clothes embroidered by the Golden Needle Embroidery Workshop, full of joy and pleasing to the eye, and it could be regarded as once again starting the live signboard of the Golden Needle Embroidery Workshop.

There is a worry-free county lord, representing Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, so no one will look down on these embroidery girls in the gold needle embroidery workshop, let alone the identity of Tong Xinyan. Tong Xinyan is now not only the master Tong of the golden needle embroidery workshop in the capital, but also the apprentice of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, and is deeply loved by Her Royal Highness the eldest princess.

Even Princess Wanxin and her friends have great respect for this Master Tong, not to mention, Tong Xinyan has been operating in the capital for nearly half a year, but her reputation in the hearts of the people in the capital is much stronger than that of some official ladies in the capital.