"The auspicious time has come, and the bride is in the sedan chair."

The voice hit Wu Mian's heart like a talisman, she covered her red hijab, walked out of the post station with the hand of a palace maid, and sat in the dumpling sedan chair that Li Sheng used to receive her relatives.

From today on, she is no longer the princess of Wu, but the wife of a courtier of Yue.

Li Sheng has always liked to be clean, and there are few subordinates serving in the Servant Shooting Mansion, let alone taking a few out of those subordinates to dress up Li Sheng, the groom official.

Zhuang Zhou, who was robbed and dragged to the new house, looked at Li Sheng, who was without makeup, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "The bride is coming soon, you haven't put on makeup yet?" ”

"I can't draw." Li Sheng's eyes raised slightly, "There is no girl in the house, who do you ask me to paint." ”

"You can draw your own." Baili Ao interjected.

"If you're not afraid that I'll paint myself as a zombie, let me paint it." Li Sheng said, holding the eyebrow pencil with a tangled face, "You... Do you know how to get this thing? Can you draw it for me? It doesn't have to be too good, just be able to see it. ”

"Can you see it?" Nalan Qian, who was also one of the officials of Shangshu Province, spoke, "I have painted myself... If you don't mind, I can help you. ”

Don't mind, he certainly doesn't mind. As long as someone is willing to help him paint a look at makeup, he doesn't mind how strange it is.

"Nalan, you still wear makeup?" Zhuang Zhou said suspiciously.

"Yes." Nalan Qian smiled embarrassedly, "I used to play on my face for a while when I was free, which made Shang Shuling smile." ”

"Huh." Zhuang Zhou waved his hand disappreciatively, "We are participating in Lord Li's marriage ceremony, and we are not reporting to Shangshu Province, what are you doing so restrainedly, just call me Zhuang Zhou." ”

"Yes." Nalan Qian walked next to Li Sheng, took the eyebrow pencil in Li Sheng's hand, and carefully melted it.

Ten minutes later, Nalan Qian put the eyebrow pencil back on the dresser, "Okay." ”

"So fast?" Li Sheng looked at Nalan Qian incredulously.

"It's a little faster, but the makeup should still be passable. You look in the mirror and see if there's anything wrong. If you tell me, I'll change it for you. ”

Li Sheng looked at the mirror according to his words, he didn't know if he didn't see it, and he was startled when he saw it, "This... Is it really me? ”

"It's not you, could it be me?" Nalan Qian teased.

Li Sheng is not ugly, but he is not the type of handsome oil. was so transformed by Nalan Qian, Li Shengshuai went up several levels. Narrow phoenix eyes, black eyeliner, red lips, temperament.

"Buckle buckle."

"Who." Li Sheng said.

"My lord, here comes the bride." The man at the door said.

"I see." Li Shengmin pursed his lips and pushed the others out of the door, "I'll welcome her in, as for you, go to the hall and wait, we'll go drink after the worship." ”

"It's really heartless." Jiang Huan said jokingly.

"This is a typical old love when you have a new love." Bai Liao touched Jiang Huan with his elbow, "Li Sheng has already gone to pick up his relatives, let's go to the hall and watch them worship, right?" ”

"What's there to see?" Jiang Huan yawned, "It's better to go to the living room." ”

The corners of Baili Ao's mouth twitched slightly, "I haven't seen the scene of worship in the world, so you can accompany me to take a look." ”

"So... Let's take a look. Jiang Huan said.

"That's my good brother." Bai Liao put his hand on Jiang Huan's shoulder and dragged the person out of the courtyard.

Zhuang Zhou put his hand behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, "His relationship is really good." ”

"yes, it's a good relationship." Nalan Qian clenched his fists, "He's both gone, why don't you go to the main hall too." ”

"Yes." Zhuang Zhou said and walked towards the hall, and the others saw this and followed.

When they came, they happened to arrive at the area of the second worship hall. Because of the death of Li Sheng's parents, there is no high hall to worship. had no choice but to let Zhuang Zhou and Ling Chen, who came over to watch the ceremony, do this high hall.

Soon, the last link was reached.

The bride sang, "Husband and wife worship each other." ”

Li Sheng paused slightly, and then bowed to Wu Mian.

Seeing that all the ceremonies were completed, everyone was tacitly relieved. Wu Mian's palace maid saw the ceremony and helped her leave here.

Li Sheng bowed his hand towards Ling Chen and the others, "The Lord and all the adults who participated in the wedding of this official have worked hard, please come with me to the main hall for dinner." ”

"In this way, I will be tired of Aiqing." Ling Chen said, and the first one walked out.

Hall.

Everyone randomly chose a place to sit down? Immediately afterward, a group of chefs dressed in white chef suits brought the pre-prepared dishes to the table.

Jiang Huan looked at the dishes with different kinds of vegetables on the table, and felt even more headache, so in the end, he simply ate a bowl of porridge, and left after a few mouthfuls of dishes.

Sycamore House.

As soon as Jiang Huan came back, he picked up the kettle on the table and poured it vigorously, "Qianying, let the kitchen prepare food, I'm dying of hunger." ”

"Didn't Childe go to eat and drink and come back? Why are you hungry again? Didn't you eat it? ”

"Ate a few bites of food, a bowl of porridge." Jiang Huan took the porridge in Qianying's hand and said vaguely. A few guards patted their backs and poured tea, "Son, eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”

"Nobody robbed it." Jiang Huan rolled his eyes, "But if you don't eat it, I'll starve to death." ”

Jiang Huan said, asking Qianying to go to the kitchen to find the biggest bowl. It's like starving to death without eating in a king-size bowl.

After a general battle, Jiang Huan hiccuped, "You guys help me send these things back to the kitchen together." ”

Why did you want Qianying to help Jiang Huan send things back to the kitchen? Here's the thing, Jiang Huan ate more than ten bowls of rice in a row because he was too hungry. The dishes on the table were also eaten cleanly, and there was not even a single hair left in the clean ones.

"Yes." Everyone looked at each other, and then those who took bowls took bowls, those who took vegetables took vegetables, and those who took pots took pots, and the group of people walked towards the kitchen.

Servant Shooting House.

Jiang Huan's departure did not desert this already lively servant mansion, and everyone still ate and drank what they should eat, drink, and it was very lively.

Compared with the bustle of the front hall, the backyard is much more deserted.

Wu Mian sat on the bed with a red hijab on his head and an indifferent expression. Her maid of the dowry went out to look for food after sending her over. This search is an hour.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" Wu Mian muttered quietly. She rubbed her stomach with a painful face, "Belly, belly, it's not that I don't give you food, but this room is full of pastries... I, I'm not used to eating something so sweet. ”

What Wu Mian said is true. When she was young, her mother gave her a piece of sugar cake. She only took a small bite and spat out everything she had eaten the previous day.

It's not because of anything else, it's because the smell is so strong.

(End of chapter)