For five days in a row, Song Jinyu's face was stinky.

Until the night before he got married, he didn't show half a smile.

The red lanterns in the Murong Marquis Mansion have all been hung up from the first day and have been bright all night.

There are red silks hanging inside and outside the house, which is festive.

Because Murong Jin got married, His Majesty gave a large number of gold, silver and jewelry as a sign of encouragement.

The queen and Concubine Chen failed to compete for Murong Jin, although they were both annoyed in their hearts, but they were also glad that no matter what, Murong Jin's big fat meat did not fall into the other party's bowl. I didn't catch it, and my opponent didn't catch it, so it's a draw.

Your Majesty has given so many rewards. These two people also fell behind, and they also sent gift lists to Murong Hou's Mansion for encouragement.

King Rui breathed a sigh of relief, he was unwilling to marry Murong Jin, he was forced by his mother, and now that Murong Jin is married to his cousin, he also sent a gift list, expressing his open-mindedness. King Xiang was not to be outdone. Expensive gifts are also sent as a sign of wooing.

The subtlety is intriguing, but Murong Jin is lazy.

Before dawn, she had already gotten up and was about to go for a set of punches. was blocked back by Mrs. Changlehou with a bride who combed her hair.

"My good girl. What kind of dress are you? When Mrs. Changle Hou saw that Murong Jin was wearing a black robe again, she immediately covered her face.

"Second aunt, I'm going to practice martial arts." Murong Jin said calmly.

"Don't practice today." Mrs. Changle Hou hugged Murong Jin and didn't let go, "Hurry up and come back with me to change this clothes and prepare to comb your hair." She had seen the time when she combed her hair, and then asked Murong Jin to go out for a set of boxing, and the time when she came back was over.

Murong Jin's lips moved, but he still sighed, "Okay." ”

In fact, getting married or not is just a ritual for her.

Is there a difference? It doesn't make a difference.

How she should live or how she should live.

Even so, Murong Jin still hesitated for a moment after being pressed into a bright red obscene clothes.

Are you really going to get married?

The shadow of the master seemed to appear in front of her eyes, smiling lightly, gentle and elegant.

The bottom of his heart was covered by a faint sourness, Murong Jin took a deep breath and stared at himself reflected in the bronze mirror.

Xi Niang combed her long hair, muttering auspicious words in her mouth, Murong Jin in the mirror seemed to be different from her usual self, and a red dress had already set off the beauty of her eyebrows, making her iron-blooded temperament originally wrapped in black a little softer.

Finally, when his hair was combed into a bun and his face was put on makeup, Murong Jin looked at himself in the mirror again. I was taken aback.

Is this her?

A beautiful woman is reflected in the mirror.

Small and delicate jaw, bright eyes, her complexion is a little darker, so she is dressed? The moon did not use that white scary powder. Instead, he patted a little rouge on both sides of her cheeks, and the carefully outlined eyebrows were deep and charming, and the lips were dyed with a little rouge, and the whole person was suddenly bright and incomprehensible.

"It's beautiful!" Even Mrs. Changle Hou couldn't help but sigh a little when she saw the current Murong Jin, "Your mother was a first-class beauty back then, but now you are even more beautiful than your mother." ”

Thinking of the martyred sister-in-law and eldest brother, Mrs. Changlehou's eyes were a little red.

On a happy day, she couldn't cry, she secretly pressed the corner of her eye.

Oh yes! And one more big thing.

This thing was originally supposed to be taught by Murong Jin's mother, but now that Murong Jin's mother has been martyred, she can only come to this matter.

With a wave of her hand, she temporarily sent both the maid and the bride outside the house. Then he pulled out a booklet from his sleeve, as well as a pair of porcelain dolls.

Mrs. Changle Hou blushed, "Today is the time for you to get married, do you know what to do after entering the cave room?" ”

"Have a drink." Murong Jin had never eaten pork and had seen pigs run away. She knows a little bit of the steps, she said.

"That's just the front, and you still need to do Zhou Gong's salute later, only that's the only one. Round house, you are a real husband and wife. Mrs. Changle Hou blushed and said, "This pamphlet you will look at in a moment, and it is what you need to do in the cave room. This porcelain doll is also pressed in a box for you. After speaking, she showed the porcelain doll to Murong Jin, and her face turned red first, "Have you seen it clearly?" ”

"Oh." Murong Jin nodded.

She was in the barracks for so long. I don't know how much I've heard about the meat jokes, and I'm not so innocent about men and women, but I glanced at the shape of the porcelain doll again today and suddenly understood...... It turns out that this is what those meat jokes say.

Rao Murong Jin was cheeky, and he was a little twisted.

"It's the first time for a woman, it's a little painful." Mrs. Changle Hou also put the booklet away for Murong Jin, and was going to call the people waiting outside to come in, but after thinking about it, she still felt that it was necessary to tell Murong Jin a few more words. "You can't just give up because it hurts. Don't even do anything to the little marquis. ”

After Mrs. Changle Hou finished speaking, she was also sweating, which was pinched for Song Jinyu.

How capable her niece is, Mrs. Changle Hou is clear, if Song Jinyu hurts Murong Jin, Murong Jin's temper will come. One can strangle the little marquis to death......

"Your Majesty gives you a marriage, no matter what, you have to endure it." Mrs. Changle Hou admonished again, "It's painful." You're a real woman. ”

"Oh." Murong Jin nodded again.

Seeing that Murong Jin should come down, Mrs. Changle Hou took a deep breath, what should I do? Why is Murong Jin the same as no one, but she is nervous to die......

No, she's going out to breathe......

Muenhou Mansion

Song Jinyu, who had changed into a wedding dress, was still sitting in her room with a gloomy face.

The eyes are full of red, so dazzling.

The scholar stood on the side, "Jinyu, grandpa knows that you don't like this marriage, but there is no way. You can't just sit there, it's time to go and kiss. He persuaded hard.

"I don't want to go." Song Jinyu said with a dark face.

"If you don't want to go, you have to go." Scholar Song almost knelt down for his grandson, "You just take it as a formality, and when you go on such a time, you marry back, what to do is up to you." ”

What does he say? Hehe, that Murong Jin has already spoken outside, he is not qualified to care about her!

All right. If you don't have the qualifications, you don't care.

Then Murong Jin doesn't care about him!

Also not eligible!

"You welcome people back first, even if it's in the sun, it doesn't matter, we don't resist the order." Scholar Song said, "If you really don't like it, you don't have to pay attention to her, and when you see someone you like in the future, you can just receive it in the room." Isn't it over just as if she's an ornament? ”

"yes. Grandpa was right. A sneering smile appeared at the corner of Song Jinyu's mouth, she got up and flicked the hem of her clothes, "Then the grandson will go and welcome your good granddaughter-in-law back now." ”

With that, he took a step and walked out.

Finally willing to move. Scholar Song was also holding back a cold sweat and was anxious.

There is no ten-mile red makeup, but it is also very lively.

General Murong's marriage is a big news, and the people nearby have nothing to do to come to see the excitement. The road in front of Murong Hou's Mansion was crowded.

Lu Zhao also changed into a red dress today, and followed? Behind them, he saw Murong Jin's appearance just now, and he didn't say anything for a long time, that woman as gorgeous as Mingxia was really Murong Jin General Murong who could put him down with one hand.

I don't know why, he was suddenly a little reluctant to marry Murong Jin......

He was also in a bad mood, as if something he had just gotten used to had suddenly changed, and he didn't adapt to it at all.

Fortunately, General Murong said that he would take him everywhere in the past and would not leave him, which made his heart feel a little comforted.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Who's coming?"

"Hou Ye Song is here!"

There was a commotion in front of the door of Murong Hou's Mansion, and the crowd rushed towards the middle of the road, and was stopped by the family members of Murong Hou's Mansion.

The family members of the Murong Marquis Mansion also used their strength today except for breastfeeding, otherwise they would not be able to stop these people at all.

A maroon horse slowly appeared in the midst of the people's advance.

Immediately sat a young man in red who was as beautiful and handsome as a pearl. The festive red color reflects his snow-white skin, and it seems that his face is like a spring flower in the dawn of the moon.

On weekdays, Song Jinyu is still quite proud of this kind of admiration, but today he feels a little harsh.

The face stinks.

As soon as everyone saw that there was no joy on Song Xiaohou's face, they were immediately even more excited, and sure enough, as rumored, Song Jinyu didn't want to marry Murong Jin at all, but had to obey because of the holy decree.

The heart of gossip is blazing, and most of this is about to have one more pair of resentful couples!

Some people even secretly set up a handicap, betting on how long Song Xiaohou can endure Murong Jin.

Song Jinyu came to the door of the Changle Marquis Mansion, dismounted, and after saluting the ancestor, he looked coldly at Murong Jin, who was supported by the bride from the inner hall.

She was also dressed in a splendid wedding dress, covered with red cloth, but I couldn't see her expression.

"Jinyu, my good great-grandson-in-law." The old lady took Murong Jin's hand, put her hand into Song Jinyu's hand, and said earnestly, "The old man will hand over the hand of my most precious great-granddaughter to you today." You're going to hold it, hold it tight. Don't let go easily. ”

Song Jinyu suddenly had a trace of emotion flowing through her heart.

He hurriedly lowered his head, held Murong Jin's hand, and said to the old lady, "Yes." I made a note of it. ”

He felt that Murong Jin's hand was a little stiff, and he couldn't help but glance at her.

Was she nervous or unwilling?