Fang Yuanbo was red, and he stood in front of the Lu Mansion with a happy heart.

Although there was still a faint pain in some parts of his face that was covered with foundation, the joy in Fang Gongzi's heart could not be concealed.

In another hour...... The beauty that has been coveted for a long time is about to be pressed on the bed by herself, and she will be asked for it. Looking at the world, who can have an overnight love with such a peerless beauty? Who will be able to live forever? It's me, Fang Yuanbo, Young Master Fang!

At that time, I will definitely fight with it until dawn, so as to live up to the happiness of today and the happiness of life...... As for his own long-term war in recent years, but the man's majesty is not as good as before, whether the wedding night can be so majestic and heroic, but there is no need to worry.

Fang Yuanbo pinched a small porcelain vase in his sleeve, looked around at the crowd of onlookers who were gradually gathering around, and thought diligently.

A scholar in the crowd was full of regret, shook his head and sighed, "Miss Lu is a pity...... Peerless and famous, but why is it so fateful? ”

His companion's face was even more indignant: "It's not Tang Xianzun's humble ...... If he hadn't used the arson case to make a big fuss, would Fang Jia'an be able to choose such a bargain? ”

The scholar suddenly covered his companion's mouth: "Shhh...... Be quiet, be heard by the county, do you still want to go to the township to try? Alas, the county is also a means...... Obscene. It's just that there is the deterrence of Yongfu and the restraint of the county next to it, but Lord Lu and Miss Lu are helpless, and in the end, they are cheaper......"

Another person in the crowd was full of anger: "Speaking of which, isn't this the fault caused by the waste third prince of Lu Mansion?" Miss Lu is extremely gentle and kind-hearted. In order to save my brother, what else can I do in desperation? If you want me to say, Xie Xiuqi is a piece of waste! No wonder Lord Lu never let him change his surname and recognize his ancestors. It's a pity that Miss Lu, such a peerless beauty, has to marry such a ......"

Fang Yuanbo listened to the whispers around him, but his heart became more and more happy. Jealous? Envy? Hate? But what can you do with me? Didn't you watch me hug the beauty? You don't even know who the mastermind of this matter is, and you really pointed the biggest finger at Tang Xianzun, a bunch of fools, as your father said!

He thought proudly: "Old Zhao, what's going on?" Why hasn't the door been opened yet, but it is half-open and half-hidden, what is this for? Could it be that the Lu family still wants to regret it? ”

He pointed to the Lu Mansion when he saw the arrival of the sedan chair, opened the door but was hidden, and asked in a low voice to a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper who accompanied him.

The housekeeper smiled with a smile on his face: "Young master, this is a 'sedan door', which is just a wedding rule." ”

Fang Yuanbo suddenly smiled with a sudden realization: "Oh, that's the case......"

"So, what should I do now?"

He thought for a moment and asked again.

The middle-aged housekeeper smiled: "No need, the little one has sent someone to deal with all the matters for you." There are still many rules behind, but the Lu family seems to have made everything simpler...... So all you need to do is take advantage of this time to go in and toast Lord Lu. Oh, by the way, Lu Fuzhong must also be full of officials at this time, you must remember to pay respects to them one by one. ”

He whispered.

Fang Yuanbo agreed, but he couldn't wait to enter the Lu Mansion happily.

Lu Zihe indifferently looked at the young man who was kowtowing in front of him, and after being silent for a long time, he took the wine glass.

A round of congratulations suddenly erupted.

The wine is good wine, but Lu Zihe's mouth is full of bitterness.

"In the future, you will have to wait for the rain......"

He stopped talking again, his expression was extremely complicated.

Fang Yuanbo got up happily: "The son-in-law must remember the teachings of his father-in-law." ”

After saluting again, he found the county officials in the eyes of everyone with different faces, and toasted them one by one.

Most of the officials indifferently took the wine glasses, and after taking a sip, they didn't even bother to say anything to Fang Yuanbo. A few of them also smiled awkwardly, although they took the wine and drank it all, but they also said a few dry congratulations.

Tang Xianling, who accepted the toast at the beginning, was very happy, and said congratulations vigorously, pulling Fang Yuanbo to ask again and again, with an earnest demeanor and a bright smile, it was like marrying his own daughter.

After finishing everything, Fang Yuanbo went out of the mansion.

Just stood beside the housekeeper, I don't know who shouted "The bride is out", Fang Yuanbo looked up, a slender figure wrapped in a red wedding dress and his head was also covered under a bright red hijab, surrounded by some mothers-in-law, held by Lu Yunpeng with a wooden face, and gradually walked towards the door of the mansion.

The crowd suddenly burst into congratulations, even if it was Lu Zi and the iron, and no longer wanted to see this happen, at this time, they were all smiling against their will, and there was a sound of congratulations.

No matter what you say, let's save some face for Lord Lu...... Do you really want to make a wedding a funeral? What's more, the daughter of Lord Lu's family will live in the Fang family in the future, and such a cold reception may not be conducive to her.

People are saying the same thing in their hearts.

An Qian stood with her father, An Lao's housekeeper, silently looking at Fang Yuanbo who was already looking at Lu Yuwei with high spirits, and the anxious look on the little girl's face was already growing.

An Xiu watched the young lady walk away on the other side, and secretly wept.

The dynasty has long been forbidden to enslave the countrymen, and the eldest princess has promoted women's rights. Therefore, although the An family considers itself a domestic servant, it has no longer the bad habit of the previous young lady marrying a maid. Just thinking about serving since childhood, and treating the young lady who is like a sister to herself, will fall into the fire pit from now on, but the sadness in the little girl's heart can't be hidden.

was wiping her tears, but An Xiu found An Qian standing with her father with sharp eyes. I saw that under her swoop, a wave of anger appeared on her little face, but she wiped her tears and walked over angrily.

"Anqing, why are you here? Are you embarrassed to come? ”

As soon as they arrived in front of the two of them, An Xiu had already asked in a sharp voice.

An Qian was at a loss, but the old housekeeper An frowned: "Xiu'er, you actually called your sister by name?" How do you speak? ”

An Xiu glanced at her father with teary eyes, but she didn't care: "You and your mother admit that she is your daughter, and I have never admitted that she is my sister." It's just like her mother...... A shameless mother gave birth to such a daughter and served such a good young master! Now, you're finally satisfied? ”

As she spoke, she gradually burst into tears, and she was already crying and screaming, and when she turned around, she ran away.

The old housekeeper An was furious, and was about to have a seizure, looking at his little daughter who ran away with tears streaming down, he didn't know what he remembered, but he softened.

I saw him sigh faintly, but he looked at An Xian, who was in a daze: "Qian'er...... Your sister is also not sensible and sad...... And you are confused by the gossip of others about your mother......"

"Alas, there are thousands of things to say, it's always your father and your mother who are sorry for you, but you are innocent, and my children of Chinese and Westerners are not inferior to anyone else...... She'll understand when she's older...... Don't take it to heart, you see, don't your father and your second mother treat you very well, don't adults and young ladies treat you equally? ”

He looked lovingly at his eldest daughter and whispered comfort.

An Qian lowered her head slightly: "Daddy, I understand......"

The little girl's eyes were a little red, but she couldn't hold back her tears, and just replied softly.

Young master, come back quickly, prove it to her, and tell her that my young master has become better, and now he is no worse than Miss! What does she have to look down on me? What can I say about my mother?

Where the hell are you...... It's too late......

Immediately, she was already aggrieved and anxious in her heart.

Time ignored the sorrow in the little girl's heart, and every minute passed.

After another procedure after the sedan chair dinner, the bride finally got into the sedan chair - but it was a sedan chair with eight lifts.

Ordinary people greet their relatives, all of them use four sedan chairs, and only Mrs. Decree can sit on eight sedan chairs. But Lu Yuwei's identity is different, he is dignified and looks at the North Huiyuan, but he can already sit in this sedan chair that only the marriage of Qin and the wife of the decree can sit.

Seeing that the eight sedan chair drivers were standing in front of and behind the sedan chair at the same time, the whispering envy in the crowd suddenly came out.

"The Fang family is really going to grow."

"Eight sedan chairs, ......"

"But I don't want to marry a daughter-in-law to get such benefits...... The Fang family has gained a lot of money. ”

The crowd whispered, and the singer shouted again: "The bride is ...... sedan chair."

This is the end of the wedding, but the highlight of the wedding will be held in Fangfu.

With a slight sinking of his body, Lu Yuwei already felt that he had left the ground. She was stunned, lifted the hijab slightly, and opened the curtain on the side of the sedan chair.

In the crowd, in front of the mansion, Lu Zihe was silently looking at the sedan chair that was slowly lifted, and Lu Yunpeng had already burst into tears.

A trace of pain flashed on the girl's incomparably incomparably incomparable face again, but it was covered by heavy coldness.

"Farewell, father...... Farewell, second brother...... Farewell, little ...... You ......"

She gazed deeply at Lu Zi and the two of them with great affection.

Immediately, he seemed to hesitate again, looking for something in the crowd.

After a long time, I only saw An Qian who seemed to be looking at the door of the mansion frequently, and never saw that figure.

"Didn't you come......"

"It's good ......"

The girl muttered and lowered the sedan curtain, her face was extremely calm, but the two lines of tears seemed to roll down irrepressibly.

In front of her sedan chair, Fang Yuanbo was dancing on the horse.

"Drive!"

He proudly smoked the horse with the big red flower, and shouted in high spirits.