"Miss Six, you should rest early, you will be tired for a day tomorrow."

Yun Zheng and Yinping served Jian Ying to lie down, then put down the tent, and retreated with a smile.

"I'm getting married tomorrow, yay!" Jian Ying made a "V" gesture to the top of the tent, and when she was done, she felt stupid, and she was happy.

In her previous life, the women's army of the unit where she worked occupied the main force, and they were all competitive and competitive. There are very few gay men, either married or decided, and the rest are too sorry to look like they can't get out of their mouths with their eyes closed and pinching their noses.

In order to win a place among the iron ladies of that group, she got up early and returned late to brush up on her experience and save her senses, tired like a dead dog every day, and occasionally met handsome guys on the way home, she didn't even have the strength to drool, how could she have the spirit to fall in love? Marriage is even more far away.

This life is good, but as soon as she comes up, she becomes a married woman.

Man, she has already experienced the goods, and she is a useless person; Moving from Jane's house to the palace is just leaving the wolf's den and entering the tiger's den, which is not exciting.

If there is no expectation in the heart, there will be no waves.

It's just that it's better to get a full night's sleep.

I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep.

It's a pity that before I could sleep enough, I was dug out of the bed. In a daze, a group of maids and maids put their hands on her, washing and shabu, smearing and smearing, so that she could be smeared. When she woke up, she had been stuffed into a sedan chair and carried out of Jane's mansion.

In a noisy sound of gongs, drums and suona, he walked for a long time, and then got off the sedan chair in a deafening sound of firecrackers, like a marionette, was pulled across the brazier, worshipped heaven and earth, and then entered the cave room.

The big red and gold tents hung symmetrically on both sides, the windows were pasted with huge happy words, and the pair of dragon and phoenix candles on the table as thick as arms were burning vigorously, and the flames jumped, occasionally bursting with a crisp candle flower.

As soon as Jian Ying lifted the hijab and glanced at it, she was reminded by Jiang's mother in a low voice, "The bride can't lift the hijab casually, it's unlucky." ”

Jian Ying let go and pouted under the hijab. The heart said that it was not easy to be a bride, and the chicken got up and tossed before it crowed, and her body was wrapped layer after layer like a rice dumpling, and she had a crown weighing several pounds on her head.

The Jian family was afraid that something would happen to her, which aroused the suspicion of the Ji'an Palace, and asked Jiang Ma and Xueqin to keep an eye on her. Not to mention eating, from the time she got on the sedan chair to now, she hasn't even drunk a sip of water. It was really a sore back, and I was hungry and destitute.

I thought that I would be liberated if I insisted on lifting the hijab, but I didn't know what customs this bear place had, so after worshipping the church, I dragged the groom to drink, and let the groom's sister accompany her, the newlywed, into the cave room first.

She had been sitting here like a statue for more than an hour, and she must wait for the guests in front of her to disperse before she could unload her burden and eat.

It is no wonder that most of the ancients were unhappy in their marriages, and they were so cruel to the bride on the first day of marriage, even if they saw a world-class male god at the first sight when they lifted the lid, they were tired and unloved.

After waiting for nearly an hour, the greetings of "Second Young Master" sounded outside the door one after another.

Mother Jiang suddenly became nervous, grabbed Jian Ying's arm heavily, and reminded in a low and fast voice: "Sixth Miss, my uncle is here." ”

Jian Ying rolled her eyes, come on, will he still eat people?

Slander is slander, she promised the Jian family that she would behave well, and she had to pretend, so she sat up straighter. Listening closely, there were several people entering the door, and the soles of one of them rubbed the ground heavily, his steps were messy, and there was a series of "careful" admonitions.

"Ouch, the bride's hijab hasn't been removed yet, why did the second young master drink too much?" Xi Niang exclaimed with some exaggeration, "Hurry up, help the second young master sit down for a while and sober up." ”

Jian Ying was a little angry, wake up your sister, hurry up and lift the hijab, okay?

No one listened to her inner cry, there was the sound of a chair being moved, someone sitting down heavily, and someone letting out a long breath.

"The hangover soup is here." A childish voice timidly interjected~ Come in, it should be a young maid.

"Give it to me." The warm man's voice, after the little maid should "yes", there was the sound of the spoon colliding with the porcelain bowl, "Come, pillow stone, drink a few sips of soup to relieve hangover." ”

"Don't drink it." The vague refusal, accompanied by exclamations, the cracking of porcelain bowls and the clashing of tables, "What about the bride?" Where is the bride? ”

A string of stumbling footsteps mixed with bursts of wine approaching, the hijab scraped against the edges and corners of the crown, and was rudely ripped off.

Jian Ying only felt that her eyes lit up, and the scenery in the room suddenly poured into her eyes. The most eye-catching thing is Zhou Shu's close, slightly enlarged face.

The fair skin was flushed with drunkenness, and the thin lips were lightly pursed, outlining a circle of unruly laugh lines at the corners of the lips. His eyes were half-narrowed, and the reflection of candlelight flickered in his pupils.

The moment he met her, his gaze shone like a surprise for a moment, and then became blurry and obscure.

A big red wedding dress was worn on his body, indescribably luxurious and charming.

It's no wonder that every time a junior in the company sees his favorite male star, he sighs that there are always so many men in this world who can be called clothes racks, who can match all styles and control all colors, making women love and hate.

She has no love or hatred for Zhou Shu, but she feels that this person wearing red is really eye-catching.

glanced over there, and saw that the two men who helped him back were tall and mighty, and the other was delicate and timeless, but I don't know which one is the good brother on the tip of his heart, maybe both?

Xi Niang grabbed the scale pole tied with red silk flowers, "Second young master, you have to use this ...... to lift the hijab"

Zhou Shu turned a deaf ear to her words, shook his body, pounced on Jian Ying, overlapped her up and down, fell heavily on the bed, and muttered to himself, "Lady, we should ...... It's time to rest......"

Jian Ying was so pressed by him that she almost held her breath, and then she was dizzy from the smell of wine spurting from his mouth and nose, reached out and pinched him fiercely, and said softly: "Husband, we haven't drunk a glass of wine yet." ”

"yes, yes." Xi Niang knew that it would be impossible for him to remove the hijab again, so she handed the weighing rod to the little maid to hold, and echoed Jian Ying, "Second young master, you can only rest after drinking a glass of wine." ”

Zhou Shu let out a few slurred syllables in his mouth, and as soon as his head sank, he fell on her and did not move.

The two men who had come back from Fu Zhou Shu glanced at each other and retreated in amusement.

Xi Niang called "Second Young Master" a few times, and seeing that he didn't react at all, she had to laugh and play a round game, "It seems that the Second Young Master is really drunk, and this glass of wine will be made up another day." ”

Jian Yingxin said that it didn't matter if she handed over a glass of wine and drank it, but two people came to help her move this dead thing.

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