"Comb to the end ......"

"Second comb until white hair and eyebrows ......"

"Three combs until the children and grandchildren are full......"

……

Tang Feiyu didn't expect that he just nodded and agreed to Zhao Xianyu's promise, and in less than three days, he had already arranged all the matters of the wedding properly. Romance debuts

Before dawn, Tang Feiyu was woken up.

As early as after thinking of a way out, she had already released all the girls in Qiushui Pavilion. But after she just agreed to Zhao Xianyu that day, Zhao Xianyu asked someone to send her a girl. And this girl, Tang Feiyu is no stranger, it is Lu Ying who saved her once in the Jiang family. After that, Zhao Xianyu found all the people in the Qiushui Pavilion for her.

It's just that I don't know where Aunt Yue and Uncle Qiu An have gone at this time, after Zhao Xianyu asked Tang Feiyu about the whereabouts of Aunt Yue and Uncle Qiu An, Tang Feiyu replied to let Aunt Yue and Uncle Qiu An find another place, Zhao Xianyu didn't ask any more, and he didn't ask people to spend energy to find people back.

Tang Feiyu ate a little breakfast prepared by Lu Ying, and the wedding was arranged by Zhao Xianyu, and Mrs. Quanfu, who Zhao Xianyu ordered someone to invite, came.

Mrs. Quanfu who dresses the bride is very particular, and the so-called Mrs. Quanfu refers to a blessed woman whose parents are alive, the husband and wife are harmonious, the children are complete, and the brothers and sisters are harmonious.

According to the marriage customs, the Quanfu people should have been invited by the woman. However, Zhao Xianyu made a bold wedding, and all the details of the wedding were arranged by the people below, and asked them to write all the details they thought of on a dozen pages of large paper, and then he checked them over and over again.

He was already very pleased to be able to get Tang Feiyu's nod and reply. I also know that although Tang Feiyu has placed some property in the capital over the years, her foundation is still much weaker, and Jiang Houfu, the only one who can be called a relative, has stopped communicating for many years since the fall out that year.

Therefore, all the matters that need to be prepared by the woman, he also arranged them by himself. is not only a trivial matter such as inviting Mrs. Quanfu, but even Tang Feiyu's dowry was arranged by him.

And Tang Feiyu also knew this, and he arranged it himself.

Yesterday, the full ninety-nine dowries carried out by the Qiushui Pavilion made the place where the Qiushui Pavilion was located all day yesterday become the most lively place in the entire capital.

Watching the lively people count the dowry one by one, after coming up with the figure of ninety-nine, they were a little stunned at first, and they couldn't figure out that Tang Feiyu set such a number for the dowry.

Later, a clever young man in the teahouse on the street shouted "Ninety-nine, it doesn't mean for a long time, for a long time." Only then did everyone suddenly realize that Ninety-Nine still had such a good will.

In the case that Tang Feiyu didn't know, under Zhao Xianyu's heartfelt desire to ask for a long-term good wish. Nine, this number has inexplicably joined the wedding customs and etiquette of Daqing.

In the teahouse, frustrated people pour tea hard, and the tea is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk.

Jiang Mingjie's eyes had been staring closely at the direction of Qiushui Pavilion, listening to the discussions of those ignorant people, and no one knew the pain in his heart.

Ninety-nine!

Long!

Listening to those admiration with novelty in his ears, Jiang Mingjie contracted his pupils, and the unwillingness in his heart became more intense, but the reality was depressed, and he became more and more depressed.

Ever since he knew the decree of marriage, and since he was stopped by the guards that day, he has been looking for an opportunity to see Tang Feiyu. However, there was no way for him to see Tang Feiyu again. Qiushui Pavilion, he couldn't get a step closer at all.

Fei Yu, did she really do it voluntarily?

The so-called long time, is it really her true thoughts?

No!

He would never believe it!

If, if Jiu Jiu was really her true thoughts, why was the perfection outside the Qiushui Pavilion so harsh?

He can't get in!

Could it be that she can't get out in the same way?

*

Qiushui Pavilion was immersed in a festive atmosphere, and everyone in the busy little girl ring had a heartfelt smile on their faces. Their master has become the princess of Zhennan Palace, and she was married by holy decree, and even the subordinates who brought them all felt honored.

Moreover, they also heard that after the master married into the palace, this Qiushui Pavilion would continue to operate, and this Qiushui Pavilion was still the private property of the master, and it would still be taken care of by the master himself.

Compared with the heartfelt joy of the subordinates, Tang Feiyu was much quieter. She sat quietly at the dresser, and Mrs. Quanfu fiddled with her face, and even the pain in her face was not felt because of her distraction.

After agreeing to Zhao Xianyu, Tang Feiyu was ready to go through the motions of a wedding. It was false to say that she was not nervous, she persuaded herself that she was just acting in a scene, and it was a good experience to experience this quaint wedding custom by the way.

However, when the wedding really came, her heart was still inexplicably in a trance.

In a trance, she seemed to see herself in white gauze again, and the smile on her young face looked a little unreal. When I turned my head, the person who was once beloved and had a heartache was actually messing around with my cousin, not noticing that she had walked out of the fitting room. And the cousin, when she found out that she stood up, the exaggerated attitude, seemed to be praised, but the expression on her face seemed to be saying the opposite, and she was ashamed that she didn't have a chance to take a good look at her appearance in white veil, so she hurriedly changed it. But he never said a word.

In a trance, what sounded in his ears was still his sentence "I'm sorry, I was wrong." ”

What's wrong?

What's right?

There are some mistakes, and they can be reversed.

And there are some mistakes, but they are doomed to have no chance to turn back.

"The girl's family has a lifetime, and the most beautiful thing is this day......"

Mrs. Quanfu said with a smile, speaking of which, Tang Feiyu was the most obedient and well-behaved of all the brides she had handled.

Don't cry out for pain or bitterness, it's quiet, and you know at a glance that it's an excellent character. Although her background is a little worse, she is also a very blessed woman.

Tang Feiyu heard Mrs. Quanfu's words, but he didn't speak, only pursed his lips and chuckled.

"Four combs to four silver shoots are all ......"

The familiar ballad sounded in Tang Feiyu's ears, which made her trances again.

The ballad of the bride's wedding in the costume drama, if it weren't for herself sitting in front of the dresser at the moment, she would almost think that she was back in modern times, and the voice in her ears was just the voice on TV.

Once, she also longed for a Chinese-style wedding, with layers of embroidery, symbolizing happiness and happiness, like a wedding dress like a costume......

"Girl, look at it, are you still satisfied......" The dressing has been completed, and Mrs. Quanfu laughed again, pulling Tang Feiyu back to reality again.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Tang Feiyu opened his mouth in shock, a little incredulous.

After seeing the new faces that she had been familiar with for many years, she felt a strange feeling again at this moment. Is that delicate face in the mirror really her?

The delicate and cumbersome makeup is not at all comparable to the bright red lipstick, floating blush, and thick black eyebrows in ordinary costume dramas. The beads on the head, the well-made jewelry, the red wedding dress, and the handmade embroidery are a hundred times more exquisite than what you see in the TV series.

Tang Feiyu never felt that she was such a beautiful woman, but she felt that the bridal makeup at the moment made her very satisfied.

After traveling once, I am fortunate to perform such a drama again, and imagine that I have a beautiful and moving opportunity like those beauties who have fallen in history. Tang Feiyu, who had been expressionless, finally had a satisfied smile on his face.

"Ma'am, what a good workmanship."

Lu Ying has been with Tang Feiyu from beginning to end, she has been secretly observing Tang Feiyu's expression, and when she saw the smile on Tang Feiyu's face, the heart that had been hanging finally settled down, and flattered Mrs. Quanfu, which made Mrs. Quanfu happy.

*

Tang Feiyu is not a native of Daqing, she doesn't know what kind of mood other women have when they get married.

All she knew was that after the big red hijab was put on her head, the spirit that had been too empty came back at once. There was no apprehension at all, but as a modern person who was able to participate in this complicated ancient wedding in person, she only felt that the whole person was full of interest.

Zhao Xianyu got off the horse, and Tang Feiyu, who was standing there waiting for him, felt a stir in his heart. When the little guy beside him delivered the red ribbon that had been prepared to him, he immediately strode in front of Tang Feiyu.

The red hijab covered Tang Feiyu's face, so that he couldn't see a trace at all. But seeing Lu Ying, who was accompanying Tang Feiyu, the smile that couldn't be hidden at the corner of his mouth, he was finally relieved.

Pulled by a red ribbon, Tang Feiyu knew that the end of the ribbon was Zhao Xianyu, feeling the change of the ribbon being tight for a while and loosening for a while, Tang Feiyu seemed to feel Zhao Xian's mood of joy and panic at this moment.

"Miss, be careful!" Lu Ying carefully accompanied Tang Feiyu's side, reminding Tang Feiyu from time to time.

Although he was walking in front, all of Zhao Xianyu's attention was on Tang Feiyu behind him, and Lu Ying's voice from time to time fell into his ears word for word.

Holding the ribbon in his hand, the steps under his feet slowed down and slowed down again, and the short road seemed to be a lifetime of time.

It wasn't until he sent Tang Feiyu to the sedan chair that had been swept and smoked by Mrs. Quanfu, and watched the sedan curtain of the sedan chair be lowered, that Zhao Xianyu spit out the breath he had been holding.

Looking at it, it can be seen that the entire street, which has already been controlled, Zhao Xianyu turned over in a dashing manner.

Joy opened, the groom went first, the sedan chair followed, and all of them were in their own arrangements in an orderly manner, and Zhao Xianyu put down the heart that had been worried.