In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed since he came to the palace, and since Hongyao came here, he has completely become an idler, and Muchen no longer needs her service, and Hongyao rarely sees him again.

Maybe she is the most idle personal maid in the world, and all the things around the master no longer need her to take care of.

On this day, Hongyao was still wandering around the palace as usual, and occasionally when she met someone who looked pleasing to the eye, she would come forward to chat with them, and the rest of the time, she was alone to find a way to pass the time.

After a few more days, she returned to the shogunate with Makuchen, and everything seemed to be back to the beginning, and everything seemed to be different from the beginning.

Hongyao began to do her own job as a personal maid, and she found that Muchen seemed to be back to the way she was when she first met him, handsome and handsome, smiling and gentle, and even a little childish that she had never noticed, so cute!

His smile like a spring breeze always made Hongyao feel obsessed and intoxicated, and gradually, Hongyao was affected by him and felt much happier.

After a few more days, the whole house began to be busy, and many places in the house were hung with festive lanterns and festive silks; The people were also excitedly discussing something with each other.

Hongyao looked at the familiar scene in front of him and faintly felt something.

This morning, Hongyao, who was making tea, suddenly heard the curtain dust and said excitedly: "Hongyao, tomorrow is the big day of the master, congratulations on the happy marriage!" ”

Hongyao poured the tea for a moment, and then said happily: "Congratulations to the eldest young master, I wish you a happy new marriage and an early birth to a noble son!" ”

"Hahaha." Mu Chen laughed for a while, and said: "This is the first time that the master has married since he was so old, and he is too nervous, I am really afraid that something will go wrong tomorrow." ”

Hongyao put the poured tea in front of Mu Chen, and said, "The eldest young master is mature and steady, and it will definitely go on smoothly; However, marriage is a major event in life, and it is natural for the eldest young master to be nervous. ”

"You little girl is so good at talking now, and I will increase your salary another day."

"Thank you, young master!"

"Okay, there's nothing for you here, let's go down first."

The red medicine retreated.

She gently closed the door, and the moment she turned around, two lines of tears crossed her delicate cheeks, Hongyao was shocked and strange, she quickly wiped away the tears on her face, for fear of being seen and used to make a fuss.

Hongyao walked listlessly in the courtyard, she didn't ask Mu Chen, who was the object of his marriage, on the one hand, because her identity was not qualified, and on the other hand, because she had guessed who the other party was.

In the half month of Duanwang's Mansion, she saw the eldest young master and Miss Bian go out together more than once, saw the affection in the eyes of the eldest young master more than once, and saw the gentle doting of the eldest young master to her more than once, at that time, she had already guessed.

Strange, why is she sad to hear about the marriage of the curtain dust? Will you shed tears? Will it hurt heartbreaking? She obviously doesn't have any love for Mu Chen, and she has always kept a distance from Mu Chen not only in space, but also psychologically.

Why? Why does the position of the mouth of the heart hurt so much? Why is there a feeling of suffocation that hurts so much that I can't breathe?

On the day of the wedding.

Early in the morning, there was an unpassable avenue on the street, and a fiery red greeting team came from a distance, gradually becoming clear, and the street sounded a cheerful suona sound, a cheerful copper cymbal skin drum, one after another.

The shops on both sides of the street were full of people, their faces full of joy and happiness, all standing on tiptoe and stretching their necks to look at the procession.

The people gathered around to watch this grand wedding, which was second only to the royal family.

What made thousands of girls even more ecstatic was the handsome man riding a chestnut horse with red flowers on his head in the middle of the team.

Mu Chen is the first beautiful man in Daqing, he is the dream lover of countless women in Daqing, married today, I don't know how many girls' hearts have been broken, and how many girls have been envied.

He was wearing a red ground turtle back like a cloud brocade robe, covered with a red ground rich peony cloud brocade open, and wearing a bright yellow gold crown with beads inlaid with threads.

A pair of seductive Danfeng eyes were full of happy smiles, and the groom's face was also full of happy smiles.

As the greeting procession slowly advances, you will see a fiery red cloud brocade sedan chair carried by eight people, tied with colored silk, decorated with snow-white pearls at the four corners, and decorated with gold on the eaves, there are four girls on the left and right of the sedan chair, two brides with heavy makeup, one person in front of the sedan chair is holding a fiery red round umbrella, and in front of the umbrella is a band of eight people.

The people were dumbfounded and dumbfounded when they saw the decoration on the sedan chair, and people speculated how much the sedan chair cost? The pearls adorned at the corners of the sedan chair alone were enough to keep them in the dust, not to mention the gold that adorned the eaves for the next week.

The palanquin was followed by servants escorting the dowry.

Everyone present smacked their tongues when they saw this scene: "Sure enough, it is the handiwork of the richest man in Daqing Country, and it is generous enough." ”

An ordinary-looking woman looked obsessively at the curtain on the horse, and said to a nymphomaniac: "If I can marry such a handsome man in this life, even if he doesn't have a penny, I am willing!" ”

"You girl doll is a daydream, you are willing to marry here, but people are not willing to marry!" An ordinary-looking man looked at the girl and sneered.

"I heard that this bride is the daughter of General Bian, and she and the groom are childhood sweethearts from below, they are not only the right match, but also talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven."

Eighteen or nineteen years old, the little girl with a double bun looked at the wedding procession with a smile on her eyebrows, and when she saw the face of the new Lang official, she suddenly looked up at a woman next to her excitedly, and said ecstatically: "Mother, mother, I have seen the bridegroom, and I have also seen the bride, the bride is beautiful, just like the fairy in the sky." ”

The woman touched her daughter's head dotingly, and then looked at the mighty welcoming procession, feeling envy and joy in her heart.

After a long march, we finally reached the shogunate.

A burst of firecrackers rang out, the sedan chair tilted forward, and the bride slowly leaned out from inside, put the slender Rouyi into the hands of the bride, and followed the guidance of the bride to move forward step by step.

Mu Chen smiled and looked at Bian Juman, who was dressed in a red wedding dress and wore a red hijab, his eyes were soft and rippling, and he was spoiled.

Stepping on the red carpet, all the way to the main room, the curtain Xiangqian and the flowers sat upright on the upper seat, at this time, the prime minister shouted: one worship heaven and earth, two worship the high hall, husband and wife worship each other......

Hongyao stood near the door, looking at Muchen's handsome face with a happy smile from beginning to end, the whole house was happy for Muchen's marriage, but Hongyao didn't know why, but his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

This strange feeling made her start to loathe herself.

She lowered her eyelids, trying to hide her inexplicable sadness and put on a happy smile again, but the pain in her heart made it impossible for her to ignore.

Hongyao gently put her hand on her chest, feeling the beating of her heart, and after a while, she put her right hand down, but her chest was stained red, Hongyao's eyes widened, and she raised her right hand tremblingly, looking at the bright red on her right hand in horror - it was the color of blood.

There was a lively scene in the main room, she pretended to be nothing, glanced at everyone with a smile in her eyes, and then pretended to be nothing, and calmly withdrew from the main room.

Red Medicine caressed her chest, bypassing the crowded place, and staggered to a place where no one was, the pain in her chest made her frown in pain.

She spread out her right hand, looked at the scarlet above in horror, and said weakly, "What the hell is going on?" What the hell is wrong with me? Why is this happening? ”

Blood was pouring from his chest.

Hongyao felt that her body was getting weaker and weaker, as if someone had drained her strength, she leaned on a stone weakly, and said, "No, I can't go on like this, I have to go to Langzhong, I can't die, I can't die." ”

She tried to stand up against the stone, but after several attempts, she still didn't get up.

Hongyao leaned quietly on the stone, regretting but calmly said: "I don't know if anyone will pass by here, alas, I would have gone to a crowded place if I knew it." ”

A gust of wind blew her hair, and Hongyao leaned against the stone, looked at the blue sky, and said with a smile: "Today is a good day!" ”

The blood slowly soaked the clothes soaked in the red medicine, like a flower from the other side of the Lethe River, as bright, bewitching, and beautiful as the thrilling.

Hongyao's consciousness gradually became confused, her eyelids gradually became heavy, she slowly closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a shallow smile.

Main house.

The congratulatory people have taken their seats, and it is time for the wedding drink.

"Ah Chen, I wish you a happy newlywed and an early birth to a noble son!" Su Jiuling said with a smile.

"Juman is a good girl, treat her well." Duan Wang Ye instructed as if a father cared about his daughter.

Mu Chen nodded solemnly, suddenly, a huge panic choked him tightly, he felt a strong panic from his heart, his heart hurt like a knife, Mu Chen couldn't help but touch the position of his chest, his face was a little pale and ugly, as if something important was slowly flowing from his heart.

He clenched his robe in pain, and the panic in his heart became more and more intense.

Duan Wang Ye looked at Mu Chen's painful face, and said anxiously: "Ah Chen, what's wrong with you?" ”

Mu Chen's heart hurt so much that he couldn't speak, Su Jiuling saw that he was clutching the position of his chest tightly, he decisively ripped off his robe, and saw that the position of his chest was intact and there was no flaw; He suddenly remembered the picture of Hongyao putting his hand on his chest when he was worshipping the church, and then frowned again, looking at the curtain dust thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he ran out of the main room. Seeing Su Jiuling's anxious appearance, Duan Wang Ye wanted to catch up and ask, but he couldn't walk away now, and the appearance of the curtain dust was really worrying.

Duan Wang Ye first said at the banquet that he needed to borrow the groom's official for a while, and then let him accompany everyone to eat and drink, and then sent a subordinate to secretly go outside to invite Lang Zhong over, and finally secretly took the curtain to a quiet room, anxiously waiting for Lang Zhong's arrival.

At this time, Su Jiuling's heart was in turmoil, and he ran desperately in the shogunate without a clue.

Nervousness, worry, fear, and panic all came flooding into his mind, and he ran around the shogunate like a lion on the verge of madness.

An hour has passed, and Su Jiuling has not yet found the figure of Hongyao, and he has never hated his incompetence as much as he does now.

Another half hour passed.

Su Jiuling was very anxious, but he still didn't see the girl who worried him.

The courtyard is very lively, and people toast and talk to each other, and it is lively and noisy.