After the sedan chair of the bride of the Mu family arrived at the gate of Qiyang County, the deafening firecrackers did not stop, and the road was directly paved with red.

The sedan chair stepped on the red carpet paved with firecrackers and was carried to the door of Mu's house.

Mu Fenghua, the young master of the Mu family, got married, no one in the whole county knows, as long as the people who are idle will come to the door of Mufu to beg for candy, and the beggars in the city are even more begging for the taste of the bun and the taste of food, offering an auspicious word.

Speaking of this young master of the Mu family, Mu Fenghua, his appearance is definitely first-class, tall, with clear eyebrows, as long as he stands there quietly, I don't know how many girls will lose their hearts.

However, this old man seems to be jealous of the good-looking young master of the Mu family, but he is a stupid young master who is well known.

No, today's wedding, the eldest young master held incense, grabbed a handful of firecrackers and shouted to set off firecrackers, but was stopped by the subordinates to take away the dangerous items in his hands.

"Ouch, the ancestor of the minion, the eldest young master, this thing can't be played, it will hurt your hand." The little guy Qibao immediately snatched the dangerous artillery battle in the hands of his young master and threw it directly into the corner.

Mu Fenghua stood at the door in red, holding incense in his hand, twisting his eyebrows, and stood quietly like that, intoxicated by many girls who came to see the excitement, but the next moment, this young master who should have been a peerless elegance, but his eyes were red, his red sleeves wiped his nose, and a snot crossed his cheeks.

"Ouch, the minion's eldest young master, this shirt is not here to wipe his nose, the minion has a handkerchief here." Qibao hurriedly worked for a while before he cleaned up Mu Fenghua, but looking at his eyes that began to drift again, it was obvious that he couldn't stay back.

Qibao scolded the person who escorted the bride in his heart, didn't he deliberately let his young master continue to make trouble in front of everyone?

"The sedan chair is coming, it's coming."

The long-awaited sedan chair finally arrived, and Qibao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but as the sedan chair stopped, after the bride was helped down from the sedan chair, the soft body still needed to be supported, and she looked delirious, which made Qibao, who was still a little expectant, widen his eyes.

"Hey, isn't this bride getting drunk before she even enters the cave room? Why are you so frivolous? ”

"What is drunk, it is estimated that the girl is not happy, in order to prevent the bride from running away, she poured medicine."

"Crooked. No matter how young master of the Mu family is, he will not be reduced to the point where he needs to use these tricks to stay, and it is estimated that the bride is sick. ”

"Haha, the stupid young master is a perfect match for a sick lady."

No matter how small the squeaky chatter around is, it still comes into the ears intermittently, and the Mu family can be regarded as losing a little face because of this today.

Qibao even glared at the matchmaker who was in charge of welcoming her relatives because of this, blaming her for not doing things well.

Firecrackers sounded, and with the noisy singing of the ceremonial officer, the bride was helped into the Mu family.

In the lobby, which was originally jubilant, when I saw the bride's appearance at the moment, I froze for a moment, and in order to maintain face, I could only pretend not to know, and held a ceremony for the couple.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship, sent to the cave ......"

"Young master, it's time to send the bride into the cave room." Qibao hurriedly comforted the eldest young master Mu Fenghua to go to the new house under the instructions of his wife, and now the person in charge of entertaining the guests was directly handed over to the head of the Mu family, Mu Fenghua's cousin, and the eldest son of the Mu family in Zhi'an County, Mu Jiashu, was taken care of by Young Master Mu Jinyang.

The old lady left the main hall and returned to the inner courtyard, and the matchmaker immediately asked people to bring her over.

With a snap, the teacup was directly thrown to the ground by the old lady, which frightened the matchmaker to lower her head.

"Matchmaker, is this how you do things for my Mu family?"

"The old lady forgives the sins, the old lady forgives the sins. In fact, when Yingcui walked halfway, she suddenly excused herself to be in a hurry, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. At that time, the situation was urgent, and I couldn't do anything. It happened that the palanquin man rescued a bride who had fallen into the water, and he ......"

"Nonsense." As soon as the old lady slapped the coffee table, the matchmaker's face turned pale again, and she pressed her head lower and almost buried it in the soil.

"Old lady, if you are worried about the bride's problem, you can rest assured, the river is panting in the past few days, even if it is really the bride of that family who fell into the water, it should have been known to everyone, it can be seen that the bride who was rescued by us has already been regarded as a dead person by her husband's family, and there will be no trouble. What's more, now the hall has already worshipped ......" The matchmaker stopped talking, secretly raised her eyes to look at the old lady's face, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that her expression was a little softened.

"Mother, that bride is not Yingcui, it's ......" Mrs. Mu Liu Xinyue entered the back hall with a calm face, if she hadn't followed her to take a look at the new daughter-in-law, how would she have thought that Yingcui in her photo was actually a different person, this will come here in a hurry, and she was really angry when she saw the matchmaker kneeling on the ground.

"Matchmaker, you are so bold, you dare to fool my Mu family and replace me with an impostor, let me ask you where Yingcui went? Did you take the favor and change the bride's beams? If Mu Liu Xinyue hadn't cared about her identity, she would have been eager to kick the matchmaker a few times, even so, the grandmother next to her had already given the matchmaker two kicks according to the master's wishes and kicked to the ground.

"Mrs. Mingjian, she didn't steal the beams and change the pillars, but Yingcui ran away halfway, in order to take care of the Mu family's face, she used the girl rescued by the river as the bride, it was not premeditated, and Mrs. Mingjian was invited."

"Alright. All those who know about today's events are rotten in my heart, and if I hear a little gossip, you know what will happen. Mama Cui, send all the reward money. ”

"Thank you for your grace, thank you for your grace." The matchmaker is busy kowtowing, and it is a great blessing that today's matter can end here.

When the old lady spoke, naturally no one dared to disobey, so that the matchmaker left almost unharmed.

"Mother, do you want that girl of unknown origin to ......?"

"Daughter-in-law, no matter what her background and identity are, she is now Fenghua's wife, your daughter-in-law, no matter how dissatisfied you are, you have to think about Fenghua."

The old lady glanced at it lightly, and after saying this, he got up and went back to the backyard, as for Mu Liu Xinyue, who was unwilling, when she thought that if this matter was really big, it would only be Mu Fenghua who would suffer, so she finally endured the matter and went out to entertain the guests with a smile.

As the night wore on, the feast had dispersed.

Outside the door of the new house, Qibao and a few maids who were keeping vigil were waiting outside the door.

The dragon and phoenix candles were burning, the room was full of festive red, and a slender figure was half-lying on the bed, twisting a dog's tail in his hand, and the corners of his lips were smiling, slowly teasing the face of the woman beside him, playing with great interest.

In a daze, Shen Zhuru slowly opened her eyes in a burst of itching, but the focused gaze met a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

What kind of man is that?

The eyebrows are handsome, the eyes are as bright as the stars, and the skin is like white porcelain, so good that even women have to be jealous.

Is this a dream? Presumably.

Where is such a clean beautiful man in modern times, she must be dreaming.

Well, it must have been a dream.

Shen Zhuru thought in pieces, and closed her eyes again, as if as long as she did this, she would return to the so-called reality.