Isn't this Brother Changqing?

How did he end up here? Oh, look at her brain, how could she forget that Brother Changqing is a waiter in the Ministry of Rites. It's just that Brother Changqing......

It's not that she doesn't know his intentions, for many years, Changqing has gone to the house for three days and two ends, and he is a professor and Shitai to study, but in fact, he will always inadvertently go to Jing's sister-in-law, from childhood to adulthood, thanks to Changqing's enlightenment and companionship, the pain she hides in her heart can be more or less resolved, she regards Changqing as a brother, and can entrust all the brothers who fully believe.

After a moment's moment, Jing Wu quickly shook her head slightly, not to mess with her thoughts.

This Zijing sat in the sedan chair, even if her heart was in turmoil, she could only suppress it, when is it today, what is the occasion at this moment, she is the side Fujin of Prince Jia's mansion, she needs to follow the rules when she speaks and does things, and she must not take it lightly and lose her courtesy.

Outside the sedan chair, Wang Changqing was dressed in auspicious clothes, and the ceremonial officials were accompanying him. Because it is a royal event, the Ministry of Rites began to supervise it, and he is the waiter of the Ministry of Rites who is fully responsible for this matter, so that he can rely on the sedan chair to "send blessings" to Jing.

From now on, he could no longer call her a sister-in-law like before.

In front of the palace gate, the maid and the maid waited properly to greet their two masters.

Jing Wu inquired before, and knew that there was a Wang Jiashi who entered the house at the same time, his father was a lifter, and he had no real job in the court, he was a stunning beauty, and he thought that he should be able to enter the house under this condition and should be a woman with both talent and appearance.

Anyway, it's always the fate of entering the house together, and I hope we can get along well in the future. It's not just her, everyone, Jing Wan wants to get along well, and since she was a child, she taught women to be kind and amiable, and she naturally wanted to make her feel at ease.

Double happiness is coming, joy is ringing, and for a moment, Jing Wu seems to be in a fantasy world, only to feel ethereal.

Since they were all side rooms, they could not pass through the main entrance, so Jing Wu was helped down by the aunt in charge and led into the side door.

The breeze blows, and the coolness hits.

Just as Jing took two steps, a gust of wind swept up the tassel under the hijab.

Sprinkle obliquely, and raise a corner.

Far away, in a trance, Jing Wu seemed to see a figure, Brother Changqing......

He was so relict and independent, even if he was surrounded by joy, he didn't seem to be able to soak through his faint frowns. When she saw Jing, Changqing seemed to smile, shallow, warm, as bright as the warm sunshine in spring, which made people wonder if the worry just now was true.

It was only a second before the shadow disappeared, and Jing Wu didn't even have time to respond to Changqing. However, the cumbersome and changeable rules had already made her demeanor restrained and stiff, and it was too late to bother thinking about anything else.

Time passes, memories remain. It doesn't matter if you are an emperor or a pawn, you will only bow your head in front of it.

Just as Jing Wu, who was looking forward to a better future, was sitting in the room at the moment, and every scene and moment of the day just now kept coming to her mind. Jing didn't know how she had just come over, nervous and confused. There is no beauty and happiness as imagined.

Thinking of this, I was a little disappointed, it turned out that marrying a lover was the beginning.

However, now she has no time to regret anything, because the sky is about to rest, and the Fujin special messenger told her to prepare to meet and serve the prince. She was full of apprehension in her heart, she didn't know what kind of person the prince was, and what the Maven looked like in the streets and alleys......

Xiangluo was guarding under the porch, and heard the sound of a man staggering and walking from a distance, and it seemed that there was someone behind him waiting carefully: "Master, be careful, you will arrive at the mansion of Lady Fujin in front." ”

Hearing this, Xiangluo hurriedly walked to the house, didn't have time to salute, and after covering the door, he couldn't suppress his excitement and said, "Master, the prince has arrived!" ”

"Gurgle......" Jing's heart instantly rose to her throat, and she unconsciously twisted the corners of her clothes, and her palms were sweating.

It seemed to choke, except for "Uh-huh! As soon as she spoke, she was nervously speechless, tonight, she will become the side blessing of Prince Jia Ye Yongyan......

Yongyan was drunk, the four treasures couldn't stand firmly, it was too lively, but all the relatives and nobles came to congratulate him, the original wedding side room should not be made a big show, but the Manchu Dynasty civil and military can figure out the choice of the prince from Qianlong's reliance, even if Yongyan has been circling the court for many years, he can't stand a noisy sound, and he has not dispersed before he excused himself to get drunk and quit in a congratulatory voice.

"Master, slow down......" Yongyan almost his entire body was hung on Sibao's body, no matter how good his physical strength was, Sibao didn't dare to go too fast.

Seeing that the first two steps were the mansion of Wu Fujin, and the four treasures were about to be transmitted, Xiangluo trotted over. looked at the drunk prince with his head down, and hurriedly saluted.

Sibao didn't care about what to greet, and said to her directly: "The tired girl told her that she had drunk a little too much, and she was tired, so the slave went to prepare the sobering soup." ”

Xiang Luo Nono responded, but there was a god in his heart, this person, this person she knew!

Xiangluo, who was staring at the four treasures intently, almost had her heart jumping out, she opened her mouth, her heart trembled, and tears almost flowed out.

Sibao was so surprised that she couldn't allow Xiangluo to speak, so she shook her eyes, "Girl, girl!" ”

Xiangluo let out a sigh of relief, and replied with tears of joy, "Hey, I'll notify Fang Fujin!" ”

Jingwu, who had been waiting for a while, was startled by Xiangluo who suddenly opened the door.

"Master, the prince is here, ......" It seems that Xiangluo still has something to say, and Jing Wu heard the surprise in her tone.

Then, Sibao carried the prince into the house.

The smell of alcohol hit, and the incense that filled the house was instantly drowned.

Since Jing still had a hijab on her head, she could only guess him from the man's heavy breathing.

"I'm not drunk! One more glass......" Yongyan shook off the four treasures and sat down on the table, muttering about another glass in his mouth.

Sibao was covered in fine sweat, and said with a forced smile, "Wu Fujin is tired, the prince is drunk, and the slave will go to get the sobering soup." Then, after looking at Xiangluo, he motioned for her to take care of her, turned around and left.

I just glanced at it outside, and it wasn't very real, but I felt that the maid around Fujin was weird. Now that I see it, I feel a sense of déjà vu. It's just that the prince is drunk now, and he can't concentrate on it, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart and went to the kitchen.

Jing's hand, which was twisting her clothes, was stunned when she heard the voice of the prince, as if it was ......

Several aunts in charge had prepared ceremonial utensils, but looking at the drunk and unconscious prince, they looked at each other and didn't know how to speak.

was really helpless, Aunt Sun opened her mouth in response to the scalp, "Side Fujin, the prince is like this now, I'm afraid the next link will be ......."

Jing Wu naturally knew what Aunt Sun was referring to, and couldn't help but feel sad, but she didn't expect the prince to be drunk on the wedding night, and his hijab was ......

"You guys go down~~" Jing Wu said lightly, because she couldn't see her expression, Aunt Sun and her aunt couldn't guess the temperament of the new master, so they retreated.

"You all step down, and leave Xiangluo alone to serve here." Jing opened her mouth softly, and withdrew with the maid in the room hanging her hand.

The slender jade fingers pinched the bead tassel hanging from the hijab, and when I saw Xiangluo with a happy face, and the prince lying on the table.

"Master~~" Xiangluo called out to Jing, and glanced at the prince.

Xiangluo walked hurriedly to support Jing's wife, and between the rings, she gradually approached the man who was going to be attached to her for a lifetime.

Yongyan wore a dark red wedding dress, probably really tired, and his breathing gradually evened out, but his brows were still tightly locked.

First Look......

"This ......" Jing's heart was beating, her right hand unconsciously pressed her chest, and she looked at Xiangluo in surprise.

Second Look......

Third Sight......