Chapter 144: August 18, It is better to marry

"Brother! Brother! ”

Before entering the hall, the sound of leaving the song sounded outside the door.

Li Yu was originally sitting on the chair depressed, looking at the holy decree on the table, but when he heard the sound of Lige, he immediately relieved himself.

Taking a deep breath, the familiar gentle smile on his face returned.

As soon as the words fell, Lige lifted the hem of his skirt, jumped up, jumped over the threshold, and his face was filled with a brilliant smile, as if he was going to fly into the sky in the next moment.

Originally, Liyu's heart was depressed, but when he saw her smile, the depression in his heart was swept away, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a good-looking arc.

The clothes are not neat, the sideburns are messy, what are you doing, this is a person who is about to get married, why is she still so temperamental, when she arrives at King Chen's mansion, I don't know if anyone will laugh at her.

Li Yu walked down, stretched out his hand to straighten her clothes, straightened her bun, and listened to her say happily: "Brother, brother, when will you marry Xiaoqiu?"

With a shake of her hand, Li Yu pulled back the smile in her eyes, calmed the corners of her mouth, pulled the wisps of green silk scattered on her cheeks back behind her ears, and said, "August 18."

Three days later? Why how? When you get married for the first time, don't you have to take the time to prepare? Wait, August 18, this is Xiaoqiu's birthday, my brother really has a heart.

Li Ge bent his eyes, smiled at Yu Le, and said, "Did my brother deliberately pick an auspicious day on August 18?" It happened to be Xiaoqiu's birthday. ”

"No, August 18 happens to be the wedding date of Xiao Wan and King Chen, and my brother wants to visit the church on the same day as Xiao Wan, so it is set for August 18, double happiness is coming, very good, very good." Liyu explained to her.

"But won't it be too late?" didn't digest Liyu's words for a while, and Lige tilted his head and asked.

"No, Xiaoqiu is single, has no parents, no need to go through six ceremonies, when the time comes, just set up a house outside and marry directly."

Good guy, even the dowry has been saved, and my brother has made a lot of money, hey, no, my brother just said that August 18 is also the wedding date of me and Xiao Mochen? When was this? How I don't know.

With a blank face, Lige asked again: "Brother, did you just say that my marriage to Xiao Mochen is also August 18?"

With a chuckle, Li Yu turned around, took the holy decree on the table and handed it to her, his eyes were calm, he couldn't see his emotions clearly, and said: "This is the holy decree from the palace this morning, Xiao Wan is probably the first person in history who has not personally welcomed the holy decree of marriage."

Li Yu joked easily, looking at the stunned person, she stiffened and stretched out her hand, took the holy decree in his hand, slowly spread it out, and looked at it over and over again.

Finally got what he wanted, and married his beloved for a hundred years, whoever he replaced, he would be so happy that he would be stupid.

There was a layer of mist in his eyes, the corners of his eyes were raised, and the infinite wind and moon were blurred, Li Yu reached out and rubbed the head of the person in front of him, and said with a smile: "Don't be stupid with happiness." The dowry and wedding letter in the palace will arrive later, Xiao Wan must go back to freshen up, don't lose the courtesy. ”

Before he came back to his senses, Mu Ne nodded his head, and wanted to leave with the holy decree, but was stopped by someone shouting.

"The newlyweds can't meet three days before the wedding, it's unlucky, don't go out tonight's lantern party."

"Huh?" Lisong finally came back to his senses, and his little face fell.

How could there be such a strange rule.

"Xiao Wandon't feel sorry, my brother has sued the emperor for marriage leave, and I want to prepare for the wedding, and my brother will not go to the banquet in the palace tonight, so I will stay in the house to accompany you, and my brother will make you a new flavor of snowy skin mooncakes. Or does Xiao Wan now have a sweetheart, so she doesn't want her brother to accompany her anymore? ”

"No, no." Lige hurriedly waved his hand, afraid that Liyu would think too much, so he hurriedly said: "My brother will always be my dearest person, of course I want my brother to accompany me, but my brother is not allowed to think too much."

Seeing her nervous appearance, Liyu was in a much better mood, skillfully scraped the tip of her nose, and said happily: "Okay, brother is teasing you." Hurry down and freshen up, you are going to marry a wife, behave steadily and appropriately, and don't be looked down upon. ”

Emphatically lowered his head, and replied crisply from the song.

I don't know if it's because I'm greedy for the flowers of the Lantern Festival, or if I want to see Xiao Mochen, I can't eat well and sleep unsteadily when I leave the song today, and I'm always worried about it.

Xiao Mochen will not believe these crooked reasoning, and he is a fairy temper, he will definitely be angry if he makes an appointment today, how to coax him when the time comes.

Thinking about it, it darkened.

As soon as it was dark, Xiao Mochen took the lead in waiting by the ferry.

Dressed in white, he stood with his hands in his hands, staring at the ups and downs in the lake, like a starry lantern.

With the lace mask that Lige chose for him on his face, he left only the tip of his nose and a superior chin, and the smile on his lips was so shallow that he could barely catch it if he didn't pay attention.

The first Mid-Autumn Festival spent with Ge'er, the two reunions of the people and the month, what more can the husband ask for in this situation?

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Xiao Mochen's smile became stronger, and he immediately turned around and saw the person coming clearly, and the smile instantly dissipated.

The person who came was dressed in a blue brocade robe and held a Nanyang jade fan, if it weren't for the oily pig's head mask, he really wouldn't have recognized Xiao Mohan.

Xiao Mohan was followed by a woman in pale pink, with a rabbit mask on her face, looking at her figure, it was not difficult to guess that this person was Shen Zhijie.

"Fifth brother, I've kept you waiting." Through the mask, Xiao Mohan's voice was a lot rougher, and there was not much sense of disobedience with the pig's head mask on his face.

Hmph, it's not waiting for you.

Xiao Mochen only let out a sound from his nostrils, and he was reluctant to give a word.

"Hey, why hasn't Xiao Ge'er arrived yet?" Scanning around, Shen Zhijie asked.

"Wait a little longer." Xiao Mochen replied.

Tonight there are lights everywhere, people everywhere, laughter everywhere, almost everyone in the world is pouring into the streets, almost all the lights in the world are hanging on the streets of Jinling.

But she was the only one to be seen.

"Xiaobei!" Xiao Mochen shouted in a low voice, and Xiaobei jumped down from the tree.

Originally afraid of disturbing the two-person world of the master and the quasi-princess, Xiaobei kept nesting in the tree very intimately, until he heard someone shouting him, and then jumped down.

"Master, what's wrong?" Xiaobei saw Xiao Mochen's lace mask and smiled bitterly.

"Go to the Prime Minister's Mansion and tell Miss Li that the wind by the ferry is very cold, and this king will catch a cold if he waits any longer." Xiao Mochen turned his back and said coldly.

In fact, compared to being no-shown, he was worried a lot.

Ge'er won't be the kind of person who doesn't show up for no reason, because she once said that if she came to see me, she would definitely run away, don't let anything happen.

Suddenly, I heard a whistle, and there was a "bang" in mid-air, covering Xiaobei's words.

I saw that half of the sky was full of golden and silver threads, staggered and spewed out a huge flower, reflecting a round of bright moon eclipsed.

It turned out that the Wuxin tower began to fight flowers, the opposite tower is like a pile of gold and splashed silver, all kinds of fireworks come and go, there are flat mines, peony spring, Taiping Le, a hundred years of joy and other patterns, provoke pedestrians to stop and watch, exclaimed.

Xiao Mochen's cold face flickered brightly and darkly, and in the staggering of light and darkness, he smiled bitterly.

It would be nice if she was around right now. Will she pull my sleeve and say happy Mid-Autumn Festival to me?

Compared to Xiao Mochen's absent-mindedness, the two people behind him began to be restless, shouting loudly with the rhythm of the ups and downs of the fireworks.

And Xiaobei has already plunged into the crowd, there are really many people, he squeezed for a long time to move a few points, and suddenly regretted not going from the roof, and if he delayed it like this, the master was afraid that he would be angry again.

Xiaobei was annoyed, and suddenly a white shadow shook past him, his hand sank, and he looked down, not knowing who put a windmill toy in his hand.

Windmills again!