When she first saw her, she could clearly perceive that the lady did not like her.

Why do you smile and praise her skin for getting better in the blink of an eye?

This kind of praise is definitely not a superficial greeting.

Don't ask her why she's so sure.

Because...... Probably no one would actually touch her face because of the superficial greetings, right?

Mrs. Fu Heng couldn't put it down, which made Feng Jiwen feel that the atmosphere was a little strange.

Mrs. Fu Heng admired it, and did not forget to say: "Compared with when I was young, it is a little better." ”

Feng Jiwen laughed wryly when she heard this.

Her face is only what she looks like today thanks to the various beauty prescriptions prepared by the concubine, and she is really not born.

But is this the reason why Mrs. Fu Heng was ruthless when she opened up for her next!

- Huh?

Leaning on the pear flower chair in front of the dresser, Feng Jiwen, who was opened by Mrs. Fu Heng with cotton thread, tears of pain flew out.

Originally, it was said that it would be up to Qin Yan to do it, but Mrs. Fu Heng insisted that she had special experience in this area, and took over as she spoke.

Qin Yan was a little worried at first, and would implicitly 'point' Mrs. Fu Heng on the side, which made Feng Jiwen somewhat relieved, but in the end, she ...... Qin Yan completely let Mrs. Fu Heng 'ravage' her face, and humbly asked for advice and learned the other party's unique methods with a face full of convincing, what the hell is going on, hey!

"It hurts a little bit, but it's the best to be clean and blood-invigorating. Mrs. Fu Heng took the cotton thread in her hand, made a final summary, and then turned to Feng Jiwen, who was covering her face with a painful face, and said with a smile: "If you don't believe it, take a look in the mirror." ”

Feng Jiwen endured the pain and raised her head to look at the oval moon-shaped mercury mirror with the carved edge of the hollow magnolia flower on the dresser.

At this sight, she almost cried.

Where is this face in the mirror still called a face?

It's just a ...... Monkey fart|shares!

Of course, living blood is alive and can't live anymore, but this ...... Are you sure you can still go out and meet people?

Feng Jiwen looked at Mrs. Fu Heng on the side with a skeptical expression.

"It's only temporary. Mrs. Fu Heng handed her the cold towel in her hand, and said with a smile: "Let's put it on for a while." ”

Feng Jiwen did so suspiciously.

A cool, soft towel was applied to the face, and the feeling of heat was immediately relieved.

After taking off the towel and applying the balm, the red heat on the face has basically subsided.

Xiaoxian, who had no experience in this area, also secretly breathed a sigh of relief - she really didn't dare to compliment the big red face of the girl just now.

took out the fat powder, snails and other things that had been prepared in the morning, and Xiaoxian planned to put on makeup for Feng Jiwen.

However, there is just a move. was "stopped" by Mrs. Fu Heng, who was combing Feng Jiwen's hair.

"Leave me alone. Mrs. Fu Heng was concise and to the point.

So, Mrs. Fu Heng, who originally just came to comb Feng Jiwen's hair a few times and send some blessings and auspiciousness, not only pulled Feng Jiwen's hair and combed her makeup with her own hands. Even the wedding dress was put on for Feng Jiwen with the help of several maids.

Up and down.

And it turns out that no matter the age gap between women, as long as it involves the discussion of jewelry matching and makeup and hair buns, it is always the fastest to get acquainted......

Qin Yan and Xiaoxian were impressed by Mrs. Fu Heng's magical makeup technique, and they looked humble and eager to learn. I almost didn't offer my knees to worship.

Feng Jiwen suddenly felt that Mrs. Fu Heng should be very compatible with the concubine......

They are all so well versed in the way of makeup and beauty, and they are all ...... Looks so good.

But Mrs. Fu Heng felt that she was quite compatible with the little girl in front of her.

Putting aside what she had heard before, she couldn't even pick out the slightest dissatisfaction with this little girl when it came to getting along in the past two hours.

If there is such a daughter-in-law...... It's not bad to be true.

It's very comfortable to get along with, and it's clear that it follows the rules, but it doesn't make people feel rigid.

Amiable and likable.

Realizing that what Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Yuan said was true, Mrs. Fu Heng sighed in her heart.

Is it because the rumors outside are too exaggerated, or is that child Yaolin too discerning?

Looking at the bride who was about to get married, Mrs. Fu Heng smiled.

That's it. It's useless to think about it now.

is going to become the daughter-in-law of someone else's family.

After such a busy preparation, the sky outside the house was already bright.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Xiaocha's hurried and panicked temperament couldn't be changed, and she trotted all the way from outside, and said with a festive and anxious face: "The bride is here!"

A few people in the room listened attentively, and sure enough, the sound of drums came into their ears.

It's time to pick up a kiss!

Xiaoxian also became excited, and under Qin Yan's instructions, he covered Xipa with Feng Jiwen.

In the next time, Feng Jiwen has been in a state of inability, except for red or red in front of her, and her actions are all supported by Xiaoxian Xiaoxing's left and right.

The situation around us can only be discerned by the ears.

When the bride enters the house, she speaks auspicious words. Qin Yan smiled and handed over a red envelope.

Feng Jiwen, who was helped out of the Tang Courtyard by two maids, came to the front yard to bid farewell to Feng Yinglian.

Feng Yinglian was also wearing a very festive dress today, her face was flushed, and she could see that she was happy from the bottom of her heart.

Just looked at the granddaughter in front of her, who was dressed in a wedding dress and covered with a big red hijab on her head, and slowly knelt down and kowtowed to herself with the support of the maid. The old man didn't hold back, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

Feng Jiwen originally thought about a lot of things to say to the old man, but in this situation, she only felt that her heart was very sour, and she forgot everything in her head.

Even though she never felt that this marriage was really marrying herself, she could leave Yinglian Mansion to live in another environment from now on. But it's a real fact.

"Grandfather's nurturing and sheltering grace, Ji Wen will never forget. ”

In the end, she only said such a 'scene word', and she didn't say anything else.

He knocked another deep song.

"Hurry up, get up quickly......" Feng Yinglian's voice was slightly choked, wanting her granddaughter to stay for a while, but she was reluctant to kneel more.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and motioned to the maid to quickly help Feng Jiwen up.

Xiaoxian Xiaoxing helped the person up.

"Go ahead, don't miss the auspicious time again. The old man urged, and there was a pretended relaxed smile in his tone.

is afraid that he will be sad and make his granddaughter sad again.

Their Feng family has never had the habit of crying and marrying.

Married. You have to be happy to be presentable.

Feng Jiwen held back the surging tears, "um", sniffed lightly, and said to him: "Anyway, I didn't leave Beijing City." I'll come back to see you when I have something to do. ”

I don't know if I'm comforting Feng Yinglian or comforting myself.

"That's nature. Feng Yinglian nodded with a smile, and said, "Grandfather over there in Tangyuan will always let people clean it up for you and keep it...... With your grandfather in place, Yinglian Mansion will always be your home. When you feel homesick, come back and see ......"

Then he didn't wait for Feng Jiwen to say more. He waved his hand and said, "Go quickly......

If you say more, I'm afraid that I'm going to cry and I can't hold back.

With so many people watching, you can't lose the majesty of the head of the family.

Feng Jiwen didn't dare to stay any longer, and turned around to leave the front hall with the support of the two maids.

And after walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around, gently pushed away the hands of the two maids, knelt down again, and kowtowed three times in a row at Feng Yinglian.

He didn't speak, and he didn't know what to say.

When you get up. Feng Yinglian smiled and sighed complicatedly, but when he opened his mouth, he was dumbfounded, tears welled up in his eyes, and he didn't dare to look at his granddaughter in a wedding dress again, so he waved his hands vigorously.

Hey, go ahead, go ahead.

Feng Yinglian opened his mouth but said silently.

Seeing that Feng Jiwen was helped across the threshold by two maids and disappeared from sight, Uncle Qing handed the handkerchief that had been prepared earlier to the old lady with tears in her face.

"Meat ......"

The old lady took the handkerchief and wiped her wet face, crying uncontrollably.

What the dignity of the head of the family. In an instant, all the enemy could not be sad in his heart.

"It's like ......cutting meat," he said in a hoarse voice.

"I just said that......" Uncle Qing reminded.

"What do you know...... "The old man complained as he wiped his tears.

……

Feng Jiwen was speechless all the way, and was helped out of the front yard by the maid, and the drum music in her ears became louder, and she was about to leave the gate of Yinglian Mansion.

"Little master?" didn't dare to say anything along the way. The little fairy, who was afraid of annoying her sadness, suddenly opened her mouth in surprise.

Feng Shuzhi stood in the middle of the road under the gate, with a posture of 'blocking the road'.

"I carried my eldest sister on the sedan chair. He said.

As he spoke, he took a few steps to Feng Jiwen.

Although Feng Jiwen couldn't see it, she also knew that the door outside the door must have been blocked by the welcoming team at this moment, and her every move was watched, so she lowered her voice and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble." Let's go back. ”

"What are you going to do when you go back, according to the rules of the Manchus, I will have to lead the horse for the groom and the official later...... By the way, I'll carry you on the sedan chair. Feng Shuzhi's voice sounded inexplicably muffled.

The grandfather feels uncomfortable when he sees his granddaughter get married, and the younger brother doesn't feel very happy when he sees his sister get married.

It's just that the word is used a little willfully by the way, which makes Feng Jiwen, who was originally sad, almost burst out laughing.

When he was about to persuade this little guy to quit, he suddenly felt that his legs were hugged by someone, and Feng Jiwen, who was not mentally prepared, subconsciously grabbed Feng Shuzhi's shoulder, Feng Shuzhi took the opportunity to lift her up, and he really carried her on his back!

A few maids were shocked, but they didn't dare to make a noise, so they could only follow Feng Shuzhi's side with trepidation, ready at any time in case the little young master couldn't stand it, they must be prepared to catch the girl steadily.

It's just unexpected that although Feng Shuzhi walked a little slowly and hard, his steps were steady.

These days of carrying sandbags are really not in vain......

The bride smiled and sang "The bride is going out", the sound of firecrackers sounded, and the cheerful and joyful drum music was even higher.

Vaguely, Feng Jiwen seemed to hear the cheers and coaxing of the boy Yijiang Ana.

His relationship with He Shen is really good, and he also came over.

"Eldest sister. Feng Shuzhi suddenly called.

"Huh?"

There was a commotion all around, Feng Jiwen thought that he was going to explain something, so she listened carefully for a while.

"You're much lighter than a punching bag. Feng Shuzhi commented seriously.

Feng Jiwen: "......"

What do you say, hey!

"Seriously. He added emphatically.

"Stinky boy......" Feng Jiwen slapped him lightly on the shoulder.

Feng Shuzhi let out two chuckles.

Feng Jiwen quietly turned her head back, stretched out her hand and gently lifted the corner of the hijab, and finally took a deep look at the door of Yinglian Mansion behind her.

When he turned his head, when the hijab was about to fall, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the young man sitting on the brown-red horse in front of the sedan chair.

He was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, with dark gold cloud patterns embroidered on the narrow cuffs of arrow sleeves, and a jade belt tied to his waist, and what hung from his waist was actually the jade pendant that **** gave her in the Xiangshan Garden.

On weekdays, I often see him wearing a robe, and he looks like a gentleman. And today, this arrow-sleeved robe with Manchu characteristics, black satin boots, and sitting on a high-headed horse, actually set off his heroic posture.

Under the Manchu top hat, the young man's handsome face was immersed in the faint morning light, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised with a smile.

It is a capital sentence: handsome to a new height.

The moment the hijab was put down, Feng Jiwen secretly cursed the demon.

Feng Jiwen sat in the sedan chair surrounded by the red ayazi, and Feng Shuzhi stepped forward to make a rule and led the horse for He Shen and took two steps in front of the Yinglian Mansion.

He Shen took the lead, and with Yi Jiang'a and the welcoming team behind him, he circled around Yinglian Mansion, which is commonly known as the "sedan chair".

Then there was another sound of firecrackers, and Feng Jiwen knew that this time she was really going to go on the road.

She quietly clenched the red apple in her hand and let out a soft breath.

The flag-bearers and lantern-bearers and drummers followed the bridegroom and the groom, and the sedan chair was followed by twelve pairs of horses. Yi Jiang'a sat on the horse with a look on his face, and laughed at He Lin, who was sitting in another sedan chair and "pressed the sedan chair", was also like a bride, and Lin's face turned red, but thinking that today was the day of his brother's joy, he still couldn't be angry for long, so he put on a smiling face again.

Everywhere the greeting procession passed, onlookers continued.

The uninterrupted sound of drums in her ears blocked many discussions, but Feng Jiwen didn't stop listening, and knew that they must not be able to say too many good words of blessings in their mouths.

"If you say you will marry, you will marry, and you will really marry. ”

On the elegant seat by the window on the second floor of the Zhuangyuan Building, the window is ajar outward, and the young man on the seat holds a blue and white exquisite tea bowl in his hand and gently shakes the bright yellow tea soup in it, looking down at the long greeting team passing in front of the restaurant, and sighs with a smile.

"This is really neat. ”

Liu Kaizhi on the opposite side laughed when he heard this.

"Marriage is just a matter of nodding up and down the two families, three books and six ceremonies, what is the advantage. He preached.

Jin Yiyu shook his head with a smile and said meaningfully: "You don't know ......"

"I don't know what?" Liu looked at him. (To be continued.) )

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