The longan lotus seed soup had already been boiled in the kitchen, and Guo's mother served a bowl to Mrs. Wen, she drank a few sips, and suddenly heard a voice outside the door, and then the little maid at the door lifted the curtain and said with disgust in her mouth, "Why don't you sleep for a while, young master?" It's only four days now. ”

"I can't sleep, so I got up and walked, I heard that Mrs. Wen is here?"

Mrs. Wen looked at the pink-carved child in front of her in amazement, about four years old, with red lips and white teeth, bright eyes, and extremely handsome.

"This is Mrs. Wenda! My name is Mu Junmo, and my wife has worked the road. ”

Mu Junmo? Mrs. Wen got up in a panic and blessed her body, "I've seen Xiao Shizi." ”

"Mrs. Wen doesn't have to be polite, just call me Doubao."

Mrs. Wen glanced at Mother Guo on the side, and Mother Guo hurriedly smiled.

"Madame, please sit down, my little young master can take care of things at a very young age, and when the prince and his wife are not at home, the little young master can also be polite."

"Oh! The tiger father has no dog son, and the little son is really extraordinary. ”

Recently, the most talked about in the circle of noblewomen in the capital is naturally the marriage of Prince Jing.

King Jing had an affair with a folk woman, and was recognized by the emperor only after giving birth to two children, this kind of thing is put in ordinary people, and it is also a scandal.

Everyone is curious about why the emperor agreed to the marriage of the two.

On that day, there was a banquet in the palace, and Mrs. Wen was not among the invitees, and she said to a certain lady who had repaired her, that the emperor seemed to like Song Qingyun and her two children very much, and later Mrs. Ye of the General's Mansion asked someone to intercede and ask her to be a person of five blessings for Song Qingyun, and she agreed immediately without a moment's hesitation.

If she didn't have a certain charm and skill, she wouldn't have captured the heart of King Jing.

But now that she learned that the four-year-old little prince could take on half of the responsibility of the master, Mrs. Wen was secretly surprised, and she had a little more respect for Song Qingyun in her heart.

Afraid that Mrs. Wen would be bored sitting in her seat, Doubao was very intimate and talked to her about some interesting things.

The kid spoke and acted with a clear eye and a degree of relaxation, and soon Mrs. Wen loved it very much.

Knowing that he is now studying with Mr. Sun, he is even more envious.

Song Qingyun just slept lightly, and the maids dressed her up, and drank a bowl of porridge hastily, and Guo's mother went to the flower hall to invite Mrs. Wen over.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a silver bell-like laughter from inside, "Qingyun, you look so good in this phoenix crown." ”

"How can there be a bride who is not good-looking?" Song Qingyun couldn't help but tease.

"Not necessarily, you're the prettiest bride I've ever seen."

Guo's mother shouted when she opened the curtain, "Mrs. Wen is here." ”

After entering, Mrs. Wen saw Song Qingyun sitting on the kang by the window at a glance.

The room was brightly lit, and Song Qingyun, who was neatly dressed, bowed her head slightly, and her smile was full of style, and Mrs. Wen was fascinated by her glamorous and bright movements.

"I've seen the princess!" She blessed herself and looked at her with a smile.

"Lady Wen, you're welcome."

After sitting down, Ah Fu offered new tea, and Mrs. Wen saw clearly that the woman who spoke before was Ye Qingqing.

When Ye Qingqing got married, the Wufu person invited was Mrs. Wen, and the two said a few words familiarly, Xi Po said that the auspicious time was coming, and Mrs. Wen hurriedly took the comb and combed her hair symbolically three times.

Also coming to the wedding banquet were the Jiang family of Taizhou Prefecture, Jiang Yiyuan, the uncle of King Jing, who was an official in the court, and the second aunt also lived in Dingzhou a few days ago to receive guests for Song Qingyun.

When the hour came, everyone poured into the inner room to see the bride, and without exception they all praised the bride for her beauty and grace.

There was a faint crackling sound of firecrackers in the distance, and the people in the house walked out one after another, and I don't know who shouted, "Come and pick up the bride!" ”

Soon there was laughter inside and outside the house, and Song Qingyun's mood at this time was very calm, and he moved to the side of the kang with Ah Fu's support.

She has no brothers and sisters, her godbrother, and her godsister are far away in Beihu and have not returned, and the person who carried her on the sedan chair had to ask plain clothes instead.

Guo's mother tidied up her dress with tears in her eyes, and along the way, only a few people around her witnessed her hardship.

Afraid of being laughed at by the ladies in the house, Guo's mother turned her back and secretly wiped the corners of her eyes, and then looked at Jinniang and Zhang from Liujia Village, and they all did the same as her.

The mother's family was naturally in a complicated mood to send her away, and a little maid ran in and said, "The prince's sedan chair has arrived at the door." ”

Ah Fu handed her a red envelope, there was no picture of her brother-in-law wanting to make trouble with her brother-in-law, Ye Qingqing instigated a few young girls from Taizhou Mansion to call King Jing as her uncle in terms of seniority, and it was even more crazy to make trouble.

Lin Xu Ao and the young people who had not married in the old subordinates of King Jing rushed to the front and began to make things difficult for each other through the door.

There is a fierce Ye Qingqing, and soon there are more and more red envelopes in the hands of the girls, and they are reciting poems and singing songs over there, and they are about to pee their pants when they are tossed, and the women here are happy.

Xi Po was afraid of delaying the auspicious time, so she asked Ye Qingqing and them to rein in, and as soon as the door opened, Song Qingyun saw Mu Qingao in a big red python robe in the middle of the crowd.

You live at the head of the Yangtze River, I live at the end of the Yangtze River, I think about you every day and don't see you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River.

Song Qingyun's mind suddenly popped up with such a sentence, what kind of fate did she and Mu Qingao have!

If this era is fake, then her soul passes through, is it a dream or an illusion?

Sometimes she secretly thinks that she and Mu Qingao must have known each other in a certain life, but their fate has not ended, but they have gone to different time and space.

In the cheers and blessings of everyone, Song Qingyun sat in a sedan chair, and then ten miles of red makeup, flowers spread on the ground, she married King Jing in the eyes of the people of the entire Great Zhou.

The banquet lasted for three days, and the day after the wedding, the two took the order and went to the palace.

After kowtowing to the old emperor, according to folk customs, the old emperor drank the tea of his daughter-in-law.

Her tea art is still suddenly learned, although it is not as powerful as the best tea master in the palace, but because of the tea she respects, the old emperor drinks it very sweetly.

Taking this opportunity, Mu Qingao told the emperor about Song Qingyun's plan, she would go back to Liujia Village to live for a while, and then go to Shudi.

"This is not appropriate, Shu is Ao'er's fiefdom, he got married, and the people there are naturally looking forward to seeing Princess Jing's face, it stands to reason that you should go back and accept the blessings of the people of Shu."

Song Qingyun "chuckled" in his heart, annoyed that he had thought things too simply.

Out of the palace, Song Qingyun complained that Mu Qingao didn't remind him and let himself make random arrangements.

"It's okay, I didn't think about it as much at first."

Song Qingyun blushed and said, "Father must have felt that I forced you to go back to Liujia Village." ”

"Don't think nonsense, my father won't think like this."

In fact, Mu Qingao promised her not to return to Shu for the time being, and he also had his own considerations.

He has been away from Shu for too long, although it is impossible for the dove to occupy the magpie's nest, but the people of Shu are fierce, and the villagers are not as reasonable as those in Liujia Village.

He wanted to take advantage of the time when he returned to Liujia Village to send Lin Xu Ao over to manage it, at least to give Song Qingyun a good impression, but now he was forced by his old man, and the situation was grim.