Through a heavy red silk veil curtain, he saw her sitting in front of the dressing table, seventeen or eighteen daughters, with their long skirts swaying to the ground, with their backs to him, reaching out to pluck the crown of pearls and emeralds on their heads.

The right cuff of the red Suluo shirt she was wearing slipped down to her elbow, revealing a piece of her wrist wearing a thin strand of gold. There were about eight or nine of them, each of them very slender, and with the movement of her hairpin, it swayed leisurely, making a clear sound of fine pieces, and her posture of leading her arms was unusually soft and graceful, and her slender fingers nodded lightly, like a swan combing its feathers back to its neck.

At last she took off the solemn tiara, and through the bronze mirror in front of her, she saw his figure, so she looked back and looked at him quietly.

The veil blurred the flame shadow of the dragon and phoenix incense candle beside her, making it glow with colorful light, reflecting her washed away leaden makeup. Her eyes are like cold stars, her chin is slightly raised, there is no cluster of grand hair accessories, and her smooth neck looks particularly slender and beautiful. This retrospective gesture also emphasizes the clear side of her facial features, which are delicate and elegant, as if you can already smell the fragrance of Zhilan floating from her hairline at the bottom of her sleeves.

Later, he recalled the bride he had seen in his life, in fact, she was not the most beautiful one, but this time he looked back, and the clear eyes that were enough to break through the hearts of the people swirled on him, and it became an unforgettable memory for his life.

He had no idea what he was seeing. A moment earlier, he had heard his cousin's exclamation, and then he had seen the bridegroom running out of the cave and fleeing over the wall, so he had thought that the man sitting upright in the room was at least a saltless mother-in-law, if not a demon or a monster.

At that time, he was eleven years old, his father died, and his mother's cousin took them to live in Beijing, giving them more money and goods, with the intention of helping. During this period, his cousin Li Zhi got married, and his mother let him avoid the ceremony for a day because he was still in the service period and it was inconvenient to watch the ceremony. At night, the newlyweds entered the cave room, and after most of the guests dispersed, he dared to come out and breathe under the moon in the garden.

Then, I heard my cousin's exclamation not far away.

It's a weird thing. He couldn't suppress his curiosity, and quietly moved towards the new house, thinking as he walked, his cousin was born in a family of eunuchs, and now he is a palace attendant, he has seen the world, and he has courage, but he doesn't know what kind of abnormality this bride has, which makes him so frightened.

But it turned out to be so.

The graceful bride looked at him for a moment, then got up, walked towards him, and appeared before him without any hindrance.

"Little brother, are you also the son of the Li family?" She asked gently, looking at him with a very friendly look.

He shook his head, looked down at the Ruiyun Zhicao embroidered on her yellow Luo pin gold dress, and said, "My surname is Feng." ”

"So," she smiled and asked politely, "can you take me out, Brother Feng?" ”

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"Go home." She replied explicitly, explaining: "I had a hijab to cover my face before, and I didn't know the way. Just take me to the door. ”

Is she going to run back to her mother's house? He thought, so he hesitated and asked, "Is it the back door?" ”

"Oh no." She smiled and bowed, "It's the gate." ”

The bridegroom fled over the wall, and the bride had to openly return to her parents' house through the gate. The day before, he also watched the elders in the family preparing for the wedding with his own eyes, and heard Li Zhi's parents dreaming of their mother in the future.

He vaguely felt that it was inappropriate to guide his cousin's bride back to her mother's house, but when his eyes met her water-cut eyes, he felt that all her demands were reasonable.

When he took her to the front of the main hall, he met Li Zhi's parents and several guests who had not dispersed at the wedding banquet. She was not in a hurry, calmly raised her hand to increase her forehead, said goodbye to the pair of aunts who had only been for half a day, and said: "Ah Weng, aunt, Li Lang is a good young man, he is not happy to get married, and he hopes to withdraw from the marriage, and now he has left the bride." The bride did not dare to hinder Li Lang's cultivation, so she returned home to serve her parents, and hoped that Aunt Weng would agree and understand. ”

Without waiting for her aunt to answer, she flattened her skirt and walked towards the main entrance under the stunned gaze of the audience.

He walked a few quick steps and followed her out the door.

At this moment, there was a bullock cart parked outside the door, driven by a handsome young man, with white skin and beautiful appearance, his hair was a strange cyan color, and his expression was calm and peaceful. Seeing the bride, the young man's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately got out of the car to help him.

And there was a curtain in the car, and a pretty little girl poked her head out, fifteen or sixteen, with eyebrows and eyes, looking forward to Shenfei.

"Sister Cao!" She called the bride with a smile and beckoned the bride to get into the car.

The bride agreed, but did not go immediately. Reaching out to her sleeve, she took off a Jin Chuan, and then handed it to the child beside her: "For you, little brother Feng." ”

He bowed his head and stepped back slightly: "I don't want it." ”

She did not take back the gift in her hand: "But you helped me, I want to thank you." ”

He thought about it and said, "Well, remember my name." ”

"Okay." She smiled lightly and agreed, and said kindly: "Dare to ask the son? ”

"My surname is Feng Mingjing." He replied, raising his voice slightly, "Kyung's Kyung in Gyeonggi." ”

"yes, luckily." Seeing that he answered so seriously, she couldn't help but smile, and when he stared at her smile, she quietly took one of his hands, put the golden chuan on his wrist, and then moved the lotus step lightly, and got into the car with the support of the young man.

At this moment, someone in the house chased out, stared at the smoke and dust behind her car, and stopped talking, but sighed: "Such a temperament...... After all, it is a tiger girl. ”

He had heard that the bride was a famous family and was the granddaughter of Cao Bin, the founding father of the Great Song Dynasty.

In the midst of a sigh around him, he lowered his sleeves and covered the Jin Chuan on his wrist.

Reaching back with his fingertips, he silently touched the strange circle of metal—there seemed to be remnants of the warmth of her hand—and was a little glad she hadn't been her cousin's bride tonight.