Warm Fragrance Pavilion. A wing room on the second floor.

When Lu Xueyue came to wait for Leng Qing to get up before dawn, she was surprised to see that the middle coat at Leng Qing's heart was a little blood red, although the traces were very faint, but it was very obvious that it was lined with white middle clothes.

Although Leng Qing repeatedly emphasized that she could, the bleeding from the wound had no effect on her, but after all, she still got up under Lu Xueyue's service.

At that time, because Chen Haoxian used scissors, although he stabbed Leng Qing, the wound left was actually very narrow and short, less than 2cm long and less than 5mm wide.

I don't know how long it took Leng Qing to cross over, when Dr. Crepe treated Leng Qing's injury, he found that Leng Qing's chest injury was already healing, and there was no sign of inflammation and suppuration, so he didn't wrap gauze for Leng Qing at the beginning, and only prescribed medicine to replenish Leng Qing's body.

When Leng Qing took a bath last night, she found that the wound on her chest had actually healed, and if nothing else, it would be basically healed in another day or two.

When she changed into her middle clothes, Leng Qing thought that she had accidentally overwhelmed the wound on her chest after she slept soundly last night, so that the wound that had not yet healed completely was oozing some blood, but this would not cause any harm to Leng Qing.

However, first the day before yesterday, because of Zhu Zimo, the wound that was healing burst once, and this time because Leng Qing accidentally broke the wound again, it was inevitable that he would have a scar in the future.

After changing into a middle coat, Leng Qing was helped by Lu Xueyue to sit in front of the dresser in front of the window, and there were lit dragon and phoenix candles on both sides of the dresser.

Looking at the emaciated figure in the bronze mirror in front of her, it was clear that today was her wedding day, but Leng Qing was not the slightest happy when she saw her in the bronze mirror, and she still had an indifferent expression as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Compared with Lu Xueyue, who was smiling after making sure she was okay standing behind her, it seemed that the person who was going to marry today was not her Leng Qing, because her expression was too indifferent.

Two maids about the same age as Lu Xueyue stood respectfully on both sides of the dresser, each holding a garden wooden tray with red brocade, which was full of gold hairpins, step shakes, beads and other ornaments.

A woman in her forties walked up to Leng Qing with a peachwood comb and stood still, only to see her comb it and gently comb Leng Qing's long black hair that was scattered behind her shoulders, and muttered word by word in a long voice: " One comb to the end; two combs to the young girl's white hair and eyebrows; three combs to the girl's children and grandchildren all over the ground; four combs to the old man's good luck, the way out to meet a nobleman; five combs and five sons to the branch to receive the deed, five silver shoots in a hundred ways; six combs of relatives and friends to help celebrate, the boudoir to the mirror dyed carmine; seven combs and seven sisters go down to the mortal with Dong Yong, the Queqiao elevated mutual light level; eight combs and eight immortals come to celebrate the birthday, the treasure duck wears the lotus road to travel; nine combs and nine sons are in a row; ten combs are married and the two elders will go to Baitou. ”

The woman finished reading, and began to deftly pull Leng Qing's hair with both hands, and during the process, she also picked up the ornaments on the tray in the maid's hand and inserted them between Leng Qing's buns.

When Leng Qing was about to sit and fall asleep, her hair was finally tied up. It is a cross bun that is very suitable for wearing a phoenix crown.

Raising the head that couldn't be heavier, looking at the head full of golden hairpins and gold step shaking and other ornaments in the bronze mirror, Leng Qing sincerely sighed that it was not easy for ancient women to be sincere! With so many ornaments, it is estimated that they must weigh at least five catties.

After pulling your hair, you can apply rouge and makeup.

This was done by Lu Xueyue, who is good at makeup.

In modern times, Leng Qing has no time to spend on makeup, and she is lazy to put on makeup when she is on vacation.

And Leng Qing believes that even the most expensive cosmetics will still have ingredients that harm the skin, so after living for twenty-three years in modern times, except for the few literary performances she participated in when she was in college, Leng Qing basically didn't wear much makeup.

Although today is the big day of getting married, she should have put on heavy makeup, but under Leng Qing's strong request and the deterrence of cold glances, Lu Xueyue finally put on a very light and natural makeup for Leng Qing with trembling hands.

At this time, the situation in Zhu Zimo's bedroom in the Korean Academy was similar to the situation in the Nuanxiang Pavilion.

Zhu Zimo had already taken off the brocade shirt he usually wore, and sat at the tea table in the outer room in a white middle coat, expressionlessly allowing Lin Zhiwu, who was standing behind him, to pull his hair for him.

"Deputy Steward Lin! Deputy Steward Lin! The people from Zhou's garment shop have sent the wedding clothes!" A shout suddenly sounded outside the unclosed door, and the sound seemed to be a little far away.

Carefully tied a big red hairband for Zhu Zimo, Lin Zhiwu quickly ran out of the bedroom and walked through the rockery maze in the courtyard to the courtyard gate.

When Lin Zhiwu took the tray containing the wedding dress and the wedding crown in the hand of the famous family, he only heard the famous family Ding say: "The person who came to deliver the wedding dress from the Zhou family clothing shop said that the bride's wedding dress was really out of order, and it happened that they had a set of wedding dresses made last spring but later the customers didn't want them were the same size as the wedding clothes needed by the bride, so they sent the wedding dress." Please don't blame the head of the house. ”

Lin Zhiwu nodded and said, "It's okay." Did the wedding dress go to the Warm Fragrance Pavilion?"

Jia Ding nodded respectfully: "It has been sent to someone." ”

"Hmm. You go down and get busy!" With that, Lin Zhiwu turned around and walked into the gate of the Korean Academy with a tray in his hand, and only took two steps, Lin Zhiwu immediately turned around and retreated outside the courtyard gate.

Quietly looking at the back of the family who sent the wedding dress, Lin Zhiwu walked to the right side of the courtyard gate and stretched out his hand to press it somewhere on the courtyard wall, and the originally rock-solid courtyard wall was actually concave by Lin Zhiwu.

After that, Lin Zhiwu quickly walked through the maze arranged by the rockery with the tray and returned to Zhu Zimo's bedroom in the Han Courtyard, waiting for Zhu Zimo to wear a wedding dress.

In the courtyard of the Korean Academy, those three-meter-high rockeries are moving slowly, and the maze is gradually disappearing.

Let's go back and take a look at the situation on the side of Nuanxiang Pavilion.

It was already more than half of the hour when Leng Qing's wedding makeup was finished, and at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Ziyu's voice came into the room from outside the door: "Miss Leng, your wedding dress has been delivered." ”

Xu secretly cried for a long time last night, and Ziyu's voice sounded slightly hoarse.

Before Leng Qing could speak, Lu Xueyue had already put down the rouge in her hand and walked quickly to open the door.

The door opened, and standing outside the door was Zi Yu, who was wearing a brand-new aqua red short coat and light blue dress, and the maid who followed behind Zi Yu was holding a round wooden tray with red brocade in both hands.

On the tray was neatly stacked a set of wedding dresses with bright red threads, on which was placed a peacock gold ornament, and on all sides hung a crown of pearls of the same size, a phoenix crown of pearls of the same size, and a pair of delicate red embroidered shoes with gold thread embroidered with lotus flowers.

Seeing what Ziyu was holding in her hand, Lu Xueyue hurriedly turned sideways and let Ziyu and the maid into the house, and then neatly closed the door and stood back beside Leng Qing.

In ancient times, women's wedding dresses were generally sewn and embroidered by the bride herself, but this matter rested on Leng Qing, which was impossible.

One is that the time is too urgent, and the second is that it's okay to dismantle Leng Qing's clothes, but as for sewing clothes, it's better to kill her.

Looking at Ziyu and the maid holding the tray who walked to her through the bronze mirror, Leng Qing stood up very consciously, opened her arms, and let the woman who pulled her hair and Lu Xueyue carefully put on her wedding dress, embroidered shoes, and then put on a peacock bead and phoenix crown.

At the moment before the big red mandarin duck playing in the water was covered on her head, Leng Qing glanced down at the big red wedding dress she was wearing, on which a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water were embroidered with colored threads, and countless peonies that were in full bloom or half-open or budding around the mandarin ducks occupied most of the positions in front of the wedding dress.

The mandarin duck playing in the water covered it, covering all of Leng Qing's sight, so that Leng Qing could only see a red and glamorous scene in front of her.

Perhaps, such a fiery red color is a festive color in the eyes of others, but Yu Lengqing is so red that it is demonic and terrifyingly red.

Leng Qing felt as if she had returned to the crossroads of that day, and saw the stinging red blood.

For just a moment, Leng Qing felt that she was cold, like a person who could not be rescued when she drowned, only despair, endless despair.

"Miss Leng, because the alley outside the back door of Zhu's house is too narrow to park the sedan chair, we have to go to the back door of the alley on the sedan chair first, as soon as you arrive, the sedan chair will carry you off, and after walking around Kyoto for most of the circle, you will return to the main gate of Zhu's house after about half a circle, and then you will be able to marry the second young master. Ziyu's voice sounded softly in Leng Qing's ears, with a trace of sadness, a hint of joy, and a hint of hoarseness.

Leng Qing didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

Then, Leng Qing felt her hands gently held up, and walked out of the wing room with the help of others.

Lu Xueyue and Ziyu helped Leng Qing out of the Nuan Xiang Pavilion left and right, behind them were the woman named Leng Qing who combed her hair and two maids, and a group of six people walked along the stone path on the right in front of the courtyard gate in the direction of the back gate of Zhu's mansion.

Along the way, there are locust trees with dense foliage and unknown flowers blooming under the locust trees, but unfortunately you can't see them in the cold and sunny days.

What Leng Qing could see, in addition to a bright red color, was the white stone path that was constantly retreating on her feet, covered by the hem of the wedding dress, and the white stone path that kept retreating under her feet.

The mouth of the alley outside the back door of the Zhu Mansion.

A big red eight-carried sedan chair is parked in front of the narrow alley entrance, and the sedan chair is carried by eight strong men wearing black and red caftan brown clothes.

In front of the sedan chair are more than a dozen honor guards dressed in red caftan brown clothes and holding various musical instruments in two teams. At the front of the honor guard band is a Zhu Fu family member holding a long pole with two long strings of firecrackers hanging from the pole, one of whom also holds a lit long incense stick in his hand.

The tail of the sedan was followed by forty-eight maids from the Zhu Mansion carrying twenty-four rich dowries.

On the side of the sedan chair, there is a bride who is about forty years old and bloated, wearing a bright red gown, a long skirt, embroidered shoes, and a red handkerchief.