The sky was bright, and most of the princes and nobles did not get up, but Lu Jiao got up early and let the maid and maid dress her up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today is her big wedding, but she can't be happy, although she becomes Mrs. Chang'anjun in the evening, but at this time she is still worried about that person in her heart.

Under the willows on the outskirts of the city, the smoke of gunpowder suddenly rose, a hug, a kiss, and from then on, the heart fell into the family, and the soul of the person was still in place.

"I should be happy, today he is also married, and the bride is Qianqian"

Lu Jiao's nose was sour, and tears somehow fell, washing the makeup that the maids had just painted.

"Little ......"

The maid was just about to be comforted, but the old lady on the side stopped: "The girl misses the kindness of her parents and is unwilling to marry, this is called crying marriage, which shows that our girl is a filial son."

Go, hurry up and tell the marquis and let the old man come over to persuade him. ”

"I miss the kindness of my parents", Lu Jiao smiled, Lu Buwei really cared about her feelings, from entering the palace to ask the king for marriage, to Cheng Jiao coming to Lu Mansion to hire, Lu Jiao felt what is called powerlessness, the noble daughter of the Prime Minister in the past, and even had to bribe the door when she went out.

It's better now, under house arrest at home, until today, married. Her tears were not because she missed the kindness of her parents, but because she regretted why she was not forced to stay in the hot spring palace with death, even if she would be a nameless maid in the future, she also admitted it.

"I'm thinking something, he's Qianqian's husband, I should be happy for them."

Lu Jiao stopped crying, smiled and looked at herself in the mirror, and the phoenix crown was festive. The most regrettable thing in this life is that the wedding is held on the same day, but the groom is not you.

***

"Hurry up, the carriage is at the door."

The maids in Mengfu were in a hurry, but they had never seen a white wedding dress, let alone how to wear a wedding dress, whether they were busy for a long time Meng Qian was still wearing a small dress.

Wedding dresses, as modern people know, are actually not that complicated, but due to the times, if you want to imitate a similar wedding dress, you need to divide it into many parts.

"Don't worry, girl, according to the ushers sent by His Royal Highness the Prince, they will stay in the house for half an hour, enough for the slaves and maids to dress you up."

"Half an hour? You've all been busy for an hour and there's no effect, and when it's over, you can't wear a good wedding dress. ”

Meng Qian was angry and ripped around the clothes that the maids had worked so hard to put on again.

"I can't wear a wedding dress to get married today, and I want your dog's life."

The maid's old mother's face was as white as paper, her body was shaking like a sieve, and she complained in her heart, why was the white wedding dress so complicated.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, Xiaolan came in wearing a plain cheongsam and smiled, passed through the kneeling maid, walked to Meng Qian's side and said, "Let them all go down, the slave and maid will come to change the girl's clothes alone." ”

Ying Ying bowed, and the white skin was exposed at the fork of the cheongsam, which was full of temptation, but the hairstyle smile showed a graceful temperament all the time, which made people unable to mention the slightest evil thought.

"This is the so-called noble lady", Meng Qian thought, believing in Xiaolan with fascination, and relieved to let her help her dress up.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the intricate white wedding dresses were worn on Meng Qian's body one by one, fluffy and far resembling a large marshmallow.

Meng Qian turned around with satisfaction, just as Zhao Zheng said, wearing this dress has a feeling of being in a fairy tale.

Xiaolan lowered her head with a smile, her eyes fell on Meng Qian's feet, and when she saw that she was still wearing red cloth shoes, she smiled and took them off for her.

"The previous one was negligent when I gave the girl a wedding dress, and I forgot this pair of customized shoes, and now the slave maid changes it to the girl, which will definitely make the girl the most beautiful bride in the world."

How to make cowhide and wood is no different from modern leather shoes, this is not something that Zhao Zheng should consider. Huaxia craftsmen have never lacked creativity, what they lack is only creative thinking.

This pair of milky white shoes, with a hint of leather and wood, is a clear proof of this, it took a month to finally create, and fortunately, Zhao Zheng set up a military boot manufacturing workshop in Qin State a long time ago, otherwise I really didn't know who to find to make it for a while.

When the auspicious time comes, the bride gets into the wedding car.

With Xiaolan's support, Meng Qian tried her best to take positive steps and walked forward with a smile. The two-inch-high heel was a little unnatural for anyone to wear, and Meng Qian walked slowly, writhing like a swinging Nine Heavens Fairy.

"Hahaha, look at the daughter raised by the old man, how handsome ......"

Meng Fu introduced to a few old men with white beards and white eyebrows beside him, his eyes gradually moistened, and he turned his head and said nothing.

"Hehehehe"

"Dead man, you know that you can smirk, according to the etiquette set by the prince, you should help Qianqian and send him to the prince."

All the guests were crowded, and Meng Wu only knew that he was smirking and arching his hands, but he didn't see the desire in Wang Fu's eyes for Meng Qian's shoes on his feet.

"Knowing mile, I will not only send Qianqian to the Hot Spring Palace, but also bring you back a pair of shoes."

Meng Wuxin, who is five big and three coarse, is also very meticulous, and blows hot air in his wife's ear in a funny way, causing Wang Fu's face to be red.

"Celebrant Officer, lead the way—"

Four white horses pulled a carriageless wedding car and set off slowly, masked with white veils, and reluctantly looked at the door. From today on, she is no longer the daughter of the Mengfu Mansion, but the crown princess, one of the most noble women in the Qin State.

"Ah Da"

Meng Qian suddenly jumped down from the wedding car, startling Xiaolan who was following behind.

"Parking"

I saw Meng Qian in tears, swaying in front of Meng Qian with her skirt, bowing her head and saying: "If the daughter is not filial and has not fulfilled her filial piety, she will marry a woman, and her daughter ......."

Meng Qian was even more in tears, and the veteran who had never been afraid on the battlefield of Shura helped Meng Qian up with trembling hands.

"Big girl, watching you get married, Ah Da can close his eyes when he dies, and he will have an explanation when he sees your mother."

It stands to reason that there is no such thing as "crying marriage" in the new etiquette set by Zhao Zheng, but now the true feelings of the father and daughter are revealed, which makes the guests present can't help but moisten their eyes.

Wang Kun was a little embarrassed, he was forced to be the marriage envoy, that is, the master of ceremonies, responsible for the new-style wedding ceremony that he had never seen before, but the situation was frequent, and he didn't know what to do.

"Uh, Brother Mengwu, what do you say to do?"

Meng Wu was even more wide-eyed, Meng Wei had never shed tears in his life, and now he saw that his beloved daughter had made an exception when she got married, and he was still confused.

"Old Marquis Meng, Meng... The master's mother, the hour is not early, and if you don't leave, I am afraid that the auspicious time will be missed, and the slave and maid dare to ask the master's mother to get into the car. ”

Xiaolan, as a bridesmaid, stepped forward to comfort: "Don't worry, old marquis, my father-in-law will take my mother back to the door early tomorrow morning, and you will ...... at that time."

"Ahem, hmm~."

Meng Fu wiped away his tears, he shed blood without tears all his life, and now he has shed all the tears of the past few decades.

"Girl, get married with peace of mind, the old man is very strong, and I'm waiting for you to add a grandson to me."

"Azai-"

The guests who watched the ceremony praised the iron-blooded tenderness of the veterans of the battlefield, and they were not in vain.

Meng Qian blushed when she was said, took care of Zhao Yuan for many days, evoked the motherhood in her heart, and also wanted to give birth to her own child as soon as possible.

The wedding car continued to move forward, and Meng Fu stood in place in a daze, until he couldn't see the wedding car, and then went back to change clothes.

At the wedding banquet in the Hot Spring Palace, Prince Chu of Qin came in person, as a father-in-law, he naturally couldn't be absent, and he had to drink with his son-in-law in the dark.

**

"Junhou, someone from the prince's side is urging, I want you to quickly change your clothes and go to the hot spring palace to see the wedding banquet, the king and the Marquis of Wu Xin have already rushed there."

In the study, Lü Buwei was neither reluctant to marry Lu Jiao, nor did he like Zhao Zheng's marriage with the Meng family. He held a pair of jade seeds coiled in his hand, and made a creaking sound due to excessive force.

"No, I have to go and see her, it's been twenty years, twenty years, I didn't expect her to be Diewei."

After a while, a carriage drove out of the back gate of the Lu Mansion and went straight to the prison of the Tingwei Mansion.