In the twenty-first year of Yongle, in early autumn, begonias were defeated. The big red sedan chair swayed on the shoulders of the sedan chair man, towards the direction of Baifu a mile away from Chunxi Town, the street was full of red confetti blown down by firecrackers, and the falling leaves were rolled up by the wind together, blowing to the corner of the blue brick courtyard on the side of the street, looking out of the door, the begonias on both sides of the courtyard have borne dense small fruits!

The long guard of honor marched forward on the wide streets, and the sound of instrumental music and firecrackers resounded throughout Chunxi Town in the golden early autumn, which seemed to shake off the red begonia fruits in the courtyard of the wall, and also shattered the tears of Bai Meixue in the attic of Baifu.

Feng Guanxia, sitting in front of the window, the autumn sun, warm to the heart of the person to be married, the powder makeup is on, but it is washed with warm tears, and the bright red paper in his hand seems to be heavy, and it can't be touched on the lips.

The beautiful woman with pink makeup and gold ornaments in the bronze mirror, her eyes were misty, and beside the person in the mirror, it seemed that a young man in white had come, raising his fair and slender hand, as if he was holding a pen to draw her eyebrows, and Li Tang's focused appearance was reflected in the bronze mirror.

Gazing quietly, glancing at each other from time to time, warmth burned in her eyes, and she hurriedly looked away to focus on her eyebrows, the infinite tenderness in her eyes melted Bai Meixue's heart and warmed her neck!

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