The battle of the Fu family to assign people to the Huai Wang's Mansion was very large, and Fu Nianjun's dowry was piled on top of each other, and it was carried into the Huai Wang's Mansion like flowing water, and the people who saw it couldn't help but murmur to themselves, the princess may not have such abundant wealth when she descended.

There are hundreds of pieces of glossy hairpin comb crowns and so on, there are more than 200 taels of gold hairpins and so on, as well as gold-coated silver saddle bridles, pinned gold and gold embroidered clothes, etc., and there are shoes and socks, hand towels, mounting, five-color candles, splendid quilts, altar mattresses and other seasonal materials, and so on.

Among them, the most eye-catching thing for Fu Nianjun is a scarlet embroidered silver clay curtain.

Fu Nianjun looked at the bright and beautiful color at that time, thinking that it was arranged in the new house, and he couldn't help but feel shy.

It's really hard to imagine that a person like Zhou Yubai would sleep in such a curtain......

On this day, Fu Nianjun was dug up early to bathe and comb, and several aunts and aunts were crowded into her room, combing her face and hair, and surrounding her to say some auspicious words.

Fu Nianjun didn't have much of a sense of liking or dislike for this face that smiled brighter than a flower, especially in it, the third lady Cao and the fourth lady Jin could be seen.

Even though her heart was full of joy, in the face of these unfamiliar people, she could only smile gently.

Fu Nianjun went to the ancestral hall and the ancestral tablet to light incense and worship the ancestors, and to pay tribute to the temple.

The Fu family is a family of poetry and book heirlooms, respecting the ancestors and elders, she can't leave home without saying a word, not to mention that the ancestral hall also enshrines the tablet of her biological mother Yao.

Fu Kun was the only one in the ancestral hall, and he personally lit incense and handed it to her.

He looked at her with a calm look in his eyes, and just smiled and said:

"From now on, you will be the daughter-in-law of another family. ”

This is the last time she will incense her mother and ancestors as the daughter of the Fu family, and from then on, she is married, Zhou Yubai's wife, and his princess.

Fu Nianjun knelt on the futon, but his heart was very calm.

The three sticks of incense in her hand were burning with green smoke, and she prayed to the deceased Yao in her heart:

May she bless the Fu family for a long time.

Fu Nianjun regards Fu Kun as her father, but she can't be sure that if the Yao family has a spirit in the sky, she will feel that she has offended her.

Whether she is Fu Kun and her daughter, Fu Nianjun himself can't say it now.

Since I can't say it clearly, let's say goodbye to my mother for the time being.

She kowtowed to the tablet three more times, believing that Yao would understand her.

After paying homage to the ancestors, the door of the ancestral hall opened, and the bustle and noise came again.

Fu Kun didn't go out with Fu Nianjun, he only said behind her back:

"I'll talk to your mother for a while......"

Today is the auspicious day of her marriage, Fu Kun's inner feelings are very delicate, and at this time, he can only say something in his heart to the spiritual position of his deceased wife.

Fu Nianjun's heart sank a little, she nodded, and said to Fu Kun: "Daddy, then I'll go back to the room first......"

Fu Kun waved his hand, leaving her with a somewhat desolate back.

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Back in her room, Fu Nianjun continued to wear the dress in full swing, she was married to the prince, the clothes were naturally different, the nine flower hairpin crowns, the two temples, and the Baodian were all exquisite things from the palace service.

Everyone was amazed and praised, and even Fu Qiuhua and Man Man crowded into Fu Nianjun's boudoir to see, no one was not envious of such a glory.

After Fu Nianjun finished dressing, everyone in the room couldn't take their eyes off it.

The long skirt is a long Xia veil, the shoulder is a red brocade and the bottom is a green brocade, the waist is a white jade double wear, a pure vermilion double scarf, and Fu Nianjun's face is bright, and his bearing is noble, the whole person looks bright and luxurious, as if shining with light, unattainable.

This is the posture and courage of the princess.

She seemed to be born to look like this.

Fu Qiuhua hid in the corner and saw that his eyes were sour, so he simply turned his head away and didn't look at it.

Fu Nianjun moved his hands and feet, and felt that it was appropriate, and she also wore the crown princess's clothes, so she felt familiar with wearing this body.

After watching it for a long time, his face was red with excitement, and he came to Fu Nianjun's feet when no one was paying attention, held the big ribbon around her waist, and said:

"Sister, it's good-looking!"

When Fu Nianjun saw that it was her, he smiled slightly and touched her head.

But no one knows the awkwardness in her heart, whether it was the original set of clothes that would be worn by a few years later......

Soon a mother-in-law hugged Manman down, and Fu Nianjun was helped to the edge of the bed and sat down, waiting for the groom to arrive.

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The welcoming team arrived at the door of Fu's house with the sound of ceremonial music, because it was the prince's wedding, the band invited was extraordinary, all of them were the musicians of the teaching workshop and Jun Rongzhi, the team was huge, the first was to load the burden of silver 1,000 taels, carried by the burden officer, and there were small hall attendants on the left and right sides, and the non-commissioned officers in the army rode horses to guide the way, followed by a few people in the back, all of them were dignified and extraordinary.

Zhou Yubai rode on a horse, wearing a seven-beam crown, the red silk group was a tassel, wearing a plain yarn in the single, the red Luo covered the knees, the jade was double-worn, and the four were woven into a big ribbon, and the knot was two jade rings. Black shoes and white socks, jade with a sword hanging from the waist, the instrument is lofty, neither too elegant nor martial arts, obviously handsome as an immortal, but the bright red set off some beautiful color.

The people on the side of the road couldn't help but sigh at a glance, there is such a gentleman in the world.

Zhou Yubai doesn't show his face much among the people, even if he has seen him by chance, he will not see him after this grand dress, so the eyes of the whole street are attracted by him, and there is a little lady biting the handkerchief on the side of the road, and she can't help but want to throw the sachet in her hand.

Folk women are open, and they have long developed such a habit.

Fortunately, this travel team has been prepared, Zhou Yubai is surrounded by solemn-looking guards, and when he sees someone behaving abnormally, he has to raise the knife in his hand, so that those little ladies who have ideas can hold back the momentum in their hearts.

Zhou Yubai's face was a little pale, although in the eyes of everyone, he only felt that it was just lining the red clothes, but only he understood that the injuries on his body could not withstand too many bumps.

When he arrived at the door of Fu's house, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But the wedding ceremony was cumbersome, in addition to red tape, as well as various popular folk customs, Zhou Yubai only felt that there were countless dangers in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh greatly in his heart.

Perhaps because of the advantage in appearance, the Fu family did not embarrass the groom official, only Fu Yuan, the uncle of Tanhualang, had two questions, Zhou Yubai himself did not make a move, and there was naturally a Xinglang behind him to deal with it, he was the apprentice grandson of his maternal grandfather, and he was also the predecessor of Fu Yuan in the Zhaowen Pavilion, and Lu Yuanfei was on the list.

sprinkled silver money and red envelopes on everyone in the Fu family, and tossed and drank two glasses of wine, Zhou Yubai finally waited for the bride with a red hijab to arrive.

He tried his best to ignore the pain at the wound, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.