Chapter 423: Persimmon-sama is too entrenched
Yue Jianxi is not depressed, anyway, it will be fine sooner or later.
In order to cover up the scar on her left arm, Yue Jianxi added a red gauze shawl to the outside of her wedding dress.
It is neither revealing nor dignified and elegant.
It has both the modern fashion sense and the classical beauty of the ancient.
Everyone was amazed by her wedding dress, but they didn't feel weird.
Because on this ancient continent, this similar wedding dress also appeared.
Especially the prominent but low-key Jun family, it is said that all the daughters of their family will give one of these wedding dresses when they get married.
The pattern is handed down from the ancestors.
Speaking of which, the Yue family and the Jun family still have a little relationship, and they were still a family hundreds of years ago.
But a hundred years ago, the Yue family did something inauthentic, and the Jun family broke off contact with the Yue family.
Yue Wanling said bitterly: "Yue Jianxi, you are really shameless, stealing your aunt's wedding dress." ”
Yue Jianxi didn't care about her, and smiled: "If you have the ability, you can also try it." ”
She hadn't seen any of her aunt's wedding dress patterns.
The mother-in-law outside the house urged again: "The persimmon master is here, the persimmon master has come to pick up the kiss, and the girls are urging the bride to hurry up." ”
Shen Nuoyan took the hijab and directly covered Yue Jianxi: "Come on, don't delay, be careful that the prince of Xuan Wang runs to marry someone else." ”
Yue Jianxi snorted at her three times: "Bah, bah, bah." ”
Shen Nuoyan giggled: "You're really afraid, it's yours, people say that rotten mouth, he can't run." ”
"Geely, if you get married, you have to be auspicious." Yue Jianxi really wanted to kick her away.
Who doesn't want to listen to some auspicious words, why don't you have good words like Lian Yusheng.
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I wish you two a nest of little persimmons."
Nima, the more she listened, the more wrong she became, she didn't expect her anymore, and smiled at her: "You better shut up." ”
With such a mouth, no wonder Su Meinan wanted to avoid her.
"Girls, please come out quickly, the prince is in the middle of the day...... Uh, persimmons. ”
The mother-in-law outside the house was silent halfway through, and then a slender red figure walked in, handsome and shocking.
A bright red color makes him even more bewitching.
The handsome face is cold and arrogant, and he seems to have a great aura, drowning in front of a room of beauties, and he has pressed down a group of flowery women.
Yue Jianxi took off her hijab and looked at him with a wink: "Why did you come in, I didn't give the red envelope." ”
Lian Yusheng walked over, picked her up across his waist and walked out.
"One hundred taels of red envelopes per person, and they will be sent later."
Yue Jianxi listened to the pain in her flesh: "I want to give one hundred taels for the red envelope of Shenma!" ”
There were twenty or thirty people in her courtyard, a bunch of maids, mothers-in-law, and some guards who didn't know where he had invited them, adding up to thousands of taels!
"Get married, have a good time."
Lian Yusheng lowered his head and straightened the wedding dress on her body, put her shawl together, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he was still a little dissatisfied with her wedding dress being too exposed, but for the sake of getting married, let her do what she likes.
Yue Jianxi pouted: "There are so many posts here, don't you have to send more when you get to King Xuan's Mansion." ”
"It's okay, there aren't many people in your family. The people in Xuanwang's Mansion are all their own people. ”
"It's my own people, yes, they have to rely on me for their future expenses." Yue Jianxi thought of the huge debt she was carrying before she got married, and she felt that Yali Mountain was big.
Persimmon adults are too lavish in money, so don't estimate how much is appropriate!
This kind of red envelope, each person wrapped ten taels is the top of the sky, and one or two in ancient times is calculated to be two hundred yuan in modern times, and ten taels are two thousand people.