Du Mansion, red brocade hanging on the side of the door, big red double happiness.

There was a huge team standing in front of the door, and it was already time, and everyone was waiting anxiously.

The two porters in front of the sedan chair whispered in a low voice: "I've been waiting for an hour, why haven't I seen the groom yet." ”

The other glanced at the tall white horse with red flowers in front of him and said, "Who knows, I've never encountered anything like this." ”

Du Zihong stood on the steps, pacing back and forth.

Mrs. Du was also anxious, and she persuaded: "Master, don't be too anxious. I think Zhong'er must have been delayed by something. ”

Du Zihong flicked his sleeves, "Son, what day is today, how can it be child's play!" Du Jiang's two families got married, and the emperor also sent blessings. Now, how can I explain it? ”

The manager stepped forward and said, "Master, it's not time. ”

The auspicious time is ominous.

Mrs. Du suddenly shouted, "Zhong'er! ”

"What?" Du Zihong was pleasantly surprised to see that Du Zhong, who was wearing a black shirt, was walking slowly, and Jiang Zhenning was still behind him.

Mrs. Du stepped forward quickly, took Du Zhong's hand, and said eagerly, "Zhong'er, why did you come back now?" Did something happen? ”

Mrs. Du exclaimed, "Zhong'er, why are your hands so cold, what's wrong with you?" ”

Du Zhong smiled: "Mother, I'm fine." ”

Du Zihong roared angrily, "What are you doing there?" Change your clothes! ”

Du Zhong patted Mrs. Du's hand soothingly, and Du Zihong angrily pushed him into the mansion. "You can change your clothes and come out for me in a quarter of an hour!"

"Yes, Daddy." Du Zhong bowed his head in response, and the maid followed him to serve.

Du Zihong's face eased and turned to Jiang Zhenning, "Why is the nephew with Du Zhong?" ”

Jiang Zhenning said: "Due to the delay in welcoming the family, my father and I came to take a look, and I happened to meet Brother Du Zhong on the road. ”

"Really?" Du Zihong looked at him suspiciously.

"Zhenning doesn't dare to lie." Jiang Zhenning smiled sincerely.

Between the words, Du Zhong had already changed into a big red wedding robe and came out. Mrs. Du's heart was flustered, he felt that Du Zhong's face was too pale, and he seemed to be careless.

Mrs. Du wanted to ask again, but Du Zihong was already urging them, "The auspicious time is coming, what are you going to do when you set off?" ”

Jiang Zhenning moved behind Du Zhong and quietly handed him a small bottle of pills.

Eucommia closed his sleeves and covered the pill.

The welcoming party finally set off with gongs and drums, and Du Zhong sat on his horse, his eyes calm, but a few soft coughs from time to time, inadvertently revealing his secret.

Seeing the belated welcoming procession, everyone in the Jiang Mansion breathed a sigh of relief, only Ming Rou in the boudoir suddenly became depressed.

Cai Chun and Xiu'er smiled and put a red hijab on her.

Mingrou's eyes are lightly closed, and the phoenix crown is draped, today is her Jiang Mingrou's big day.

"But I didn't feel happy at all."

In front of Jiang's house, say goodbye to my father.

Princess Jiang was reluctant, but Mingrou ruthlessly let go of her hand, since she was so reluctant? Why do you want to marry her off, marry someone you don't love.

The corners of the princess's eyes were moist.

Jiang Wang Ye comforted: "Jiang Du and the two mansions are not far away. We can still see Rou'er from time to time. ”

Du Zhong dismounted, and after meeting Jiang Wangye and his wife, he reached out to help Ming Rou get on the sedan chair, but Ming Rou ignored it, and helped Cai Chun's hand to step into the sedan chair.

Du Zhong put down his hand absently and said goodbye to the second elder of the Jiang family.

Ming Chu stood in front of the steps and watched the sedan chair leave. She turned her head to Yuewu and whispered, "I just saw the eldest sister wearing a wedding dress, it's really beautiful." ”

The house of the married girl does not extinguish the candle for three nights, and the thoughts are separated.

The princess looked at the sedan chair, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I only hope that Rou'er can be happy for a lifetime." ”

What a place, the flower of Tangtang.

Hundreds of miles of red makeup, red brocade hanging on the branches, and the streets were crowded with cheering people, who all watched the grand events of these two families with envy.

Laughter, gongs and drums, in the bustling and wide Changping Street for a long time.

A set of tedious etiquette ended, until the harsh sound came into the cave, Ming Rou's heart suddenly sank, and she clenched her hands.

Du Zhong was still outside to greet the guests, Mingrou sat quietly on the bed, her expression was blank, and the hand in the cuff moved slightly.

The maid Caichun and Xiu'er, who came to marry, waited on both sides, Caichun's eyes were kind, and she was sad for the young lady.

The room was terrifyingly quiet, and suddenly there was a flood of people. Eucommia was swarmed in.

The matchmaker squeezed to the front, and she smiled with a wrinkle on her face: "Yo, the bride can't wait." ”

Most of the people in the room are relatives, friends and friends of the younger generation of Eucommia. They looked at Mingrou with kindness.

Cai Chun and Xiu'er each brought a plate of fruit dishes and a plate of silver. Du Zhong grabbed a handful and threw it out.

The people in the room took the fruit and the silver one after another. Mrs. Wang's eyes were quick and she grabbed a lot of silver.

She urged, "The bride and groom are quick to read the tent." ”

Du Zhong moved to sit on the bed, he glanced sideways at Mingrou, who was always quiet, and said in a low voice, "Read it." ”

Mingrou had long been upset by their quarrels, and just hoped that these people would get out quickly. She nodded, and the two of them read at the same time: "Tonight, Du Shi'er and Jiang's daughter are married." After the marriage of vows, long live the thousand autumns and keep Jichang. ”

The gentle female voice is mixed with the deep male voice, which is very good.

They left the room satisfied, and some of the people who had wanted to make trouble with the bride were stunned when they saw Du Zhong and did not dare to mention it.

Cai Chun and Xiu'er also went out after setting up a glass of wine for the two, leaving only Du Zhong and Mingrou in the room.

Du Zhong covered his chest with his hands and exhaled a low breath, as if he was unbearable. He reluctantly lifted Mingrou's hijab with a joy scale.

Under the hijab of the big red mandarin duck playing in the water, a face as cold as frost appeared in front of him. Mingrou's body tensed, and she moved back, glaring at Du Zhong warily.

Du Zhong smiled helplessly, "Why are you afraid of me? ”

Du Zhong approached Mingrou slightly, Mingrou pulled out the dagger on her cuffs in a panic, and she said in a trembling voice: "Don't come here, otherwise I will be unkind to you." ”

Looking at the trembling dagger, Du Zhong's eyes darkened, but he felt funny in his heart, he wanted to kill him just because of this?

Mingrou's eyes were resolute, resolutely with timidity. Seeing Du Zhong's fearless, even a little playful eyes, Mingrou had a nameless fire, was he laughing at her? Thought she wouldn't dare?

She bit her lip, the dagger pushed forward, and she said angrily, "Don't think I don't dare. ”

Du Zhong raised his hands and stepped back. He shook his head, "I didn't mean that. ”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, Ming Rou was startled, the dagger "jingled" on the ground, and Du Zhong asked, "Who?" ”

The person outside the door said softly: "Zhong'er, it's my mother." My mother is a little worried about you, so let's take a look. What was that sound just now? ”

Du Zhong and Mingrou glanced at each other, he quickly kicked the dagger under the bed, and was about to open the door, but saw him stumbling and sitting on the bed, blood slowly oozing from his robe.

"You, you're bleeding. I haven't done it yet! Mingrou screamed as she pointed at his chest.

"Shh Du Zhong covered her mouth. whispered: "You want everyone to know that you are going to murder your husband?" ”

"Zhong'er, why don't you open the door?" Mrs. Du was obviously in a hurry, Du Zhong looked at the door, and his calm expression rarely fluctuated.

Mingrou pulled his hand away, her face flushed. She looked up at Du Zhong's blood-stained dark red clothes, she knew that he was seriously injured and didn't want Madame Du to know.

Mrs. Du said, "Zhong'er, my mother has come in." She pushed the door open.