Jiawen twenty-one years, winter month twenty-sixth, auspicious, it is advisable to marry, adopt, open the market, travel; Do not break the ground and bury it.

The sound of firecrackers, the red lanterns are hung high, the red double happiness painted with gold can be seen everywhere, the whole Chenwang Mansion looks jubilant, and it is a happy event at a glance, but the bride's sedan chair has been parked at the door of the house for half an hour, and it has not been called to welcome in. The doors of King Chen's Mansion are open, and the person standing at the door is either a steward or a small servant, and the groom and the official have no intention of appearing so far.

There was no shortage of laughter from the crowd outside to watch the excitement, ridicule, sarcasm, all of which were difficult to hear.

The red phoenix crown and the red gold silk hijab stabbed Mu Mingshu's eyes with hot pain, and the whole person was in a trance for a while, she remembered that she should be dead, and was taken from the kneecap by Shen Chuyao's slut, hooked her tongue and gouged out her eyes, and finally asked the palace people to carry out the punishment of Ling Chi, but why did she sit here?

She subconsciously touched her face, and the whole person became more and more confused, as if her eyes could see, her tongue was still there, her legs were good, and the noisy voice outside was very clear.

"Girl, it's been half an hour, new ......" There was a somewhat complaining voice from outside the sedan chair, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp voice: "Wenchun, you don't say a word, His Royal Highness King Chen is not an ordinary person." ”

Mu Mingshu recognized this voice, it was the maid who was waiting by her side to ask spring and summer, but this voice had not been heard for a long time, and she almost couldn't remember it for a long time.

Mu Mingshu's nose was sour, she thought that she had finally met them in the underworld, but her brain was suddenly agitated, she remembered, this is not a dungeon at all, and this moment is like the situation when she got married.

Is she back to when she was sixteen? This bold idea made her startled, but it couldn't stop fermenting, and she was surprised and happy for a while.

In her previous life, she admired the handsome appearance of Zhao Yiyi, the king of Chen, and tried her best to get what she wanted, but she was insulted on the day of marriage, and the sedan chair stayed outside the gate of the palace for a whole hour, before waiting for the groom official Zhao Yiyi, who was belatedly late.

In the past, Mu Mingshu liked Zhao Yiyan so much that he had no heart and lungs, and he didn't think it would be a big deal for the groom to miss the auspicious time, and he didn't understand these insults to her, but he thought about him in everything, wondering if he was in trouble and couldn't solve it for a while.

Now that I think about it, it's stupid, the prince is married, he has a three-day vacation, and the affairs in his hands are taken care of, what trouble can he encounter on the day of marriage to make him late?

Mu Mingshu touched the pomegranate flowers embroidered with stitches and threads on the wedding dress, bright red like blood, delicate and gorgeous, his heart was on fire, and his red lips hooked up a ghostly smile.

She gently knocked on the carved board of the sedan chair, and her own maid stepped forward to listen to the instructions.

"The auspicious time has passed, get up and go home." Mu Mingshu spoke slowly, and his voice was as moving as a clear spring.

Standing outside the sedan chair, Wen Chun, who was already dissatisfied with King Chen's behavior, was overjoyed in his heart, and shouted quickly: "The girl said, the auspicious time has passed, get up in the sedan chair and go home." ”

Considering the overall situation, it was too late to ask Xia to stop it.

The people who sent their relatives looked at each other, not knowing how to react.

The bride with the sedan chair opened her mouth wide in surprise, and it took a long time to slow down: "I can't help it, I can't help it, the bride will be retired to her parents' house when she turns back." ”