Feng Qizhou saw the two of them clasping their hands, and he didn't feel unruly at all, let alone lecture his married daughter like his parents, but just looked at Liao Chuxiu fixedly.

Lacking the fierce appearance of the past, and the cynicism when deliberately making things difficult, Feng Qizhou's voice was low and solemn.

"Liao Chuxiu, I will hand over Qingqing to you, I hope you will protect her thoroughly, love is more important than her, if you make her sad one day, I will not spare you. ”

Liao Chuxiu knelt up straight, and said in a deep voice: "Father, don't worry, I swear with my life that I will protect her for the rest of my life." ”

Feng Qizhou turned his head to look at Feng Qiao and said in a low voice: "Qingqing, you have to be well." ”

I don't want anything else, I just want you to be happy.

"Daughter Xie Daddy taught. ”

After Feng Qiao's voice choked and kowtowed to Feng Qizhou, Feng Qizhou's eyes turned red in an instant, he turned his head sideways to wipe his eyes, tears wiped his eyes but they were still red, and when he turned around, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, he got up and walked to Feng Qiao, squatted down with his back to her, and said softly: "Let's go, Daddy will send you out of the house." ”

Feng Qiao's eyes were sour, but he was afraid of crying and spending his makeup, so he could only endure it desperately.

She reached out and climbed Feng Qizhou's neck, and the whole person lay on his broad back, Feng Qizhou carefully got up with her on his back and walked out step by step.

The long skirt fell to the ground, and the backs of the father and daughter made everyone in the hall want to cry, but Feng Qizhou seemed to have those memories that were still clear in front of him.

The babbling Qingqing...

Qingqing, who cried and coquettishly after falling......

Qingqing, who called his father to hang and sway between his arms, and smiled happily with crooked eyebrows...

"Daddy, thank you. ”

Feng Qiao crouched on Feng Qizhou's back, his voice soft and a little choked.

Feng Qizhou's eyes were reluctant and complicated, and he said softly: "You and Daddy, you never have to say thank you." ”

Feng Qiao's hand tightened a little, and his side face was pressed against his shoulder, and after a long time, he let out a low "um".

Out of the gate of Rong Anbo's Mansion, the sedan chair was already waiting outside, Feng Qizhou carried Feng Qiao to the front of the sedan chair, and sent Feng Qiao into the sedan chair with the support of Lingyue, waiting for the sedan curtain to hang down, Feng Qiao's figure was no longer visible, Feng Qizhou took half a step back, and after receiving Liao Chuxiu's salute, he watched him turn over and get on the horse, and there was a festive voice in his ears.

"Get up!"

The sound of suona started, and the firecrackers crackled throughout the entire Wudao Alley, and there were people watching the excitement everywhere, after the welcoming team left, Feng Qizhou stood at the door for a while, and then returned to the house.

He dismissed all his subordinates, went back to the study alone, and then went to the wall and opened the dark pavilion, revealing the portrait that hung inside.

The portrait has been faintly yellowed, but the portrait on it is still clear, he carefully stroked the figure on the portrait, and said in a low voice: "Susu, have you seen it, Qingqing is married......"

"I always thought that she was still young, and I wanted to keep her for a few more years, but when she put on the wedding dress, I was surprised that time passed so quickly, and before I could come to my senses, she was already married. ”

"I still remember when she was a child, she always liked to lie on my lap, hold my arm and coquettishly say that she wanted to find a man who stood up to the sky and the earth to be her husband, and now she has done it, her husband is really a better man than me. ”

"He is powerful, courageous, decisive and calm, but he is not indecisive at all, he can marry Qingqing under the most unfavorable conditions, and he can protect our children for me, unlike me, I promised you a lifetime, but in the end I can't protect you..."

Feng Qizhou leaned over the portrait, and there were tears in his eyes that he couldn't hold back anymore.

He closed his eyes slightly, rubbed his cheek against the person in the portrait, and said softly: "Susu, I miss you so much......"

There was a suppressed low cry in the room, Ju Jiu stood quietly outside the door in a green coat, her eyes were wet, she always knew that the second master only had that woman in her heart, but she never let go of him, she stood quietly in front of the door for a while, then turned around and walked into the shadow under the beam, leaning her back against the wall and hanging her head slightly, letting the green silk fall and cover most of her face.

Actually, she just wanted to be with him.

Even if he never had her in his heart.

……

……

The sedan chair that greeted the relatives did not go back to the house directly, but went around the city directly, Liao Chuxiu rode on the horse, the red clothes lined his face more and more outstanding, and because of the marriage, the face that was indifferent in the past was dyed with joy, and when the corners of the mouth were raised, the women on the side of the road couldn't help but blush.

It is said that Rong Anbo's daughter married the Marquis of Zhenyuan and will become a grudge, but now many people see his face, and they are silently doubting in their hearts, even if they are facing this face, they are afraid that they will be willing to marry the enemy's mansion.

Many people want to see what the bride looks like, but it's a pity that the sedan curtain is hidden, even if the wind occasionally raises the curtain, the eye is the big red hijab.

I don't know how long it took for the sedan chair to stop, Liao Chuxiu kicked the sedan car door, and someone next to him said auspicious words, and there was also a sound of laughter, and this time, he didn't stretch out his hand to her again, but led her into the house with the other end of the red silk.

The Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion is happy today, and everyone in Beijing who receives the post does not come, even if he does not receive the post, he also ordered someone to send a congratulatory gift.

When Feng Qiao was supported by Lingyue and Xi Po to walk inside, she could hear the voices of others congratulating from time to time, and she could hear that there were Xiao Xianhong, Xiao Minyuan, everyone from the Guo family, and Chen An and Xiao Jinyu who came from the palace...

"Congratulations to the Hou Ye for winning the beauty, the slave has specially prepared a congratulatory gift for the Hou Ye in accordance with His Majesty's will. ”

It is not a gesture of holy decree, let alone a word of reward, it is just a gift, but it is enough for everyone to know the importance that Emperor Yongzhen attaches to this marriage.

The smiles on everyone's faces couldn't help but be a little more genuine.

Feng Qiao was taken to the place of worship by Liao Chuxiu, Helan Jun was already sitting at the top of the seat, she changed out of her previous plain clothes, and also put on festive clothes, with a smile on her face that could not be hidden.

"Worship heaven and earth. ”

Feng Qiao was helped to salute, and when he got up, he saw the blue sachet hanging from the waist of Liao Chuxiu's big red wedding dress.

"Two worship high halls. ”

When he turned around, he continued to bow down, and saw that he was a little nervous grasping the slightly white fingers of the red silk.

Feng Qiao thought that he was also nervous, but in fact, they were all the same.

After the two bowed to Helan Jun, they stood face to face with each other, the soft red silk in their hands seemed to be her mood at this time, the corners of Feng Qiao's mouth couldn't help but raise high, and he lowered his head with the high cheer of "husband and wife worship", feeling that the person opposite was also leaning over like her, and the bewitching eyes that were depicted were bent up.

It's good that they got married.