Wanying took the golden book and treasure, knelt down three times, bowed nine times and shouted long live. The people of the house also knelt down and bowed nine times. The canonization ceremony was completed, and the Governor of Qintian was shouting: "The auspicious time has come." ”

There were already several women who took the Tibetan incense burner and put the hijab on Wanying's head. The female official placed the prepared apple Ruyi in Wan Ying's hand, and the apple Ruyi meant peace and happiness. Holding the apple in your hand is also a good wish for peace and happiness.

Wanying was led by the female official of the ceremony, and through the red hijab, Wanying lowered her head and counted every step she had taken at home, stroking every smooth bluestone slab with the most reluctant gaze. Walking out of the house today, tomorrow others will no longer call themselves the third lady of the Shi family, but call themselves Princess Rong. Even the relatives in the house can no longer call themselves by their maiden name or the third girl, but to call themselves 'princess Niangniang', and even jokes can only call themselves 'aunt and grandmother'.

Today, the 'Third Miss of the Master's Family', who has been called for fifteen years, is the last day. Or after stepping on this bluestone road, no one will call yourself that anymore.

Thinking of this, with tears in my eyes, even Zhengxingtang, which I usually dislike the most, has become cordial at this moment. When I was once ignorant, I complained countless times that these stone roads were monotonous and boring. At this moment, this stone pavement is the last, and I can say goodbye to face to face.

"Lord ......"

The sound of the female official, Wanying almost wanted to tear off the hijab on her head to see what was going on. But with the apple in both hands, Ruyi has not yet been handed over to the female official, and has been told: "Niangniang, the prince has come to welcome you." ”

Wanying couldn't see the tall horse outside, dressed like him. But the little careful thinking hidden under the hijab is boundless to use the best imagination in front of the eyes.

He should be dressed in colorful auspicious clouds, stepping on the warmest sun in spring, facing the cherry blossoms flying in the sky, and looking at himself with a lifetime of deep expectations.

"Niangniang, you can't lift the hijab!" Before Wanying could stretch out her hand, she was stopped by the female officer.

The sedan chair to welcome the relatives is in front of you, the wife is the mother-in-law on the left, and Aunt Lin is the biological mother and the mother-in-law is on the right. The two led the servants of the family to send Wanying to the sedan chair, and the master took the whole clan to kneel and send Wanying to the sedan chair.

All kinds of makeup and dresses were tied with red ropes, and they also came out of the teacher's house, and there was no end in sight on the long street.

Wanying didn't dare to look back, she was afraid that she would cry when she saw a family. Close your eyes and watch the beads under the hijab sway and jingle.

It didn't take long to walk to Prince Rong's mansion, and the wife who had been waiting for a long time took the apple Ruyi in her hand, handed a big red silk flower to Wanying, Prince Rong took the head of the silk flower, Wanying held the tail of the silk flower, crossed the brazier to ward off evil spirits, and entered the main gate of the palace, and Wanying was the hostess here. In this life, Wanying is the wife of Prince Rong and the concubine of this palace.

Taking advantage of the crowd, Prince Rong leaned into Wanying's ear and whispered, "It seems that I see you under the hijab." After speaking, taking advantage of the crowd, he gently bumped Wanying with his shoulder.

Wanying's heart was so excited that her throat and eyes were up. Since ancient times, it has been said that the bride will turn back three times in one step, and Wanying secretly wondered: "Maybe I am an outlier, and I have waited too long for this day." I don't want to cry, I want to smile like a flower and grow old with him for the rest of my life and in harmony.

In the neutralization of the sound of jade vibranium and Shao music, the wedding envoy once again read out the golden book treasure. Prince Rong bowed three times and bowed to the sky and swore an oath to the sky, and became a husband and wife in this life, never abandoned, and accompanied each other for the rest of his life.

Prince Rong took Wanying's hand and sent her to the shoulder. This is the honor guard of the prince and concubine, even in the Ziwei Shrine with high walls, from now on, Wanying will not have to get off the sedan chair and walk.

Sitting on the shoulder, the red hijab is full of crimson imagination.

The spring is warm, the falling Ying is blowing, holding hands to enjoy the brocade-bellied red carp in the small pond in front of the palace;

In the scorching summer, the sound of cicadas lingers in my heart, sitting side by side in the wisteria pavilion and watching the hibiscus flowers bloom and fall in the pond;

The autumn rain continues, under the west window of the candles, cooking fragrant tea face-to-face, and talking about the night rain in Bashan;

In the cold winter of the snow, light the red stove, boil green wine, raise a glass and get slightly drunk, and ask if you can drink a cup?

Chunhuatai, Prince Rong once told Wanying that it was the place where his golden house was hidden, and it was also the best place in the palace.

In the cave room, the female official Ling Wanying sat on the big red wedding bed covered with all kinds of dried fruits, through the red veil, an elderly grandmother lit the dragon and phoenix red candle on the desk, maybe the red candle was dyed, and after a while, the sky was dark. When Prince Rong returned, it was already dark. The lady of ceremonies handed Yu Yan a weighing rod, which was the one who lifted the hijab.

Wanying didn't feel tired for a whole day, and sat on the wedding bed, with the grace and dignity of the concubine.

Unveiled the hijab, Prince Rong looked at Wanying with a smile, under everyone, Wanying bowed her head suddenly, and the grandmothers in the house sang the sacrificial prayer of the joint prayer, Wanying mustered up the courage to raise her head again, the two looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

Dressed in a red auspicious suit, he is majestic and heroic. Wanying's thousand words are pressed in her throat, after all, this is not the time for the two of them to talk sweetly.

The waitress and maidens surrounded Prince Rong and left, and there were still civil and military nobles of the Manchu Dynasty waiting for him to toast outside, he couldn't stay here for too long.

Wanying sat in front of the dressing table, and the grandmothers took off the hairpin ornaments on their heads, spread out their long hair that was tangled in the high mustache, changed into the bedclothes prepared by their mother, and walked to the back room.

Bathing in the coon hair, rose milk hibiscus water, is Wanying once said to Prince Rong imaginary, at that time Wanying did not know the world and said: "Emperor Cheng in order to peek at the new bath of Hede, every day let the inner court prepare rose juice mixed with milk, and bathe in the water of the heart of the hibiscus flower in the summer." In this way, we can wash out the unearthly atmosphere of clear ripples without demons. He didn't expect such a trivial matter, but he remembered it in his heart. It's just lotus water in summer, how did he go to great lengths to get it.

The grandmother who served the bath, dyed the fragrance of lotus with her hands, and said with a lotus breath: "Niangniang, in order to collect these lotus waters, the prince introduced the hot springs on Yuquan Mountain into the lotus pond in the palace, and for two months in a row, he finally urged the flowers to bloom. More than a dozen maids, rowing boats and swimming in the lotus pond every day, collecting water for the mother to collect water for the heart of the hibiscus. ”

Through the smoke of the smoke, Wan Ying lowered her head shyly. It turned out that he casually said that he wanted to talk about it, and he solemnly took it to heart. Extravagantly for yourself.

Yanran came out of the bath, and Wanying sat crookedly on a shallow-shouldered chaise longue, her wet hair hanging down behind her. Four or five grandmothers took a thick stack of towels and wiped each of Wanying's green silk dry one by one.

After drying the green silk, four or five grandmothers withdrew in turn, and the other three grandmothers held red silk trays in their hands and sat beside Wanying. Wan Ying inadvertently saw the words on the album on the tray, and her face was so red that she blushed to the root of her ears.

The three grandmothers held the twelve volumes of "Yan Sleep Yiqing Map", talking about the ordinary life of the prince's family. The bride and the bride, hearing this, how can she not burn the red glow, and her heart is like numbness.

Between squinting her eyes, Wanying gradually understood that the fragrance in the air was the spring fragrance that fueled the trouble.

"Niangniang, don't be shy, this is the system of wealth and nobility of the heavenly family, in order to add children and grandchildren as soon as possible and extend the heirs."

Another smiling grandmother said: "The Queen Mother has long been able to hold a grandson who is close to her." ”

"Isn't it? Niangniang, please see the house offering Guanyin, which was sent by the Queen Mother from the palace, and the purse with many sons and many blessings hanging at the four corners of the curtains, all of which are the expectations of the Queen Mother. ”

Wanying was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Niangniang, this painting is called 'Qiankun Up and Down'." Mama Si pointed to one of the twelve scrolls and showed it to Wanying. Wan Ying didn't dare to look up for a long time. Mama smiled and said: "Niangniang, the jade is stunning, no wonder the prince is haunted by dreams." ”

Another grandmother held the picture album in her hand, took it and said: "Isn't it, in order to welcome the mother into the house, the prince asked the prince to overhaul this Chunhua Terrace." ”

"The prince spoils the mother, but we really see it in the house."

Wanying was ashamed, and added another weight, but she didn't say anything, listening to them. Talking and laughing, the twelve volumes of pleasant pictures were taught one by one. Wanying breathed a sigh of relief.

The grandmothers put down the album, took a small glass porcelain bottle, deducted a spoonful of jade-colored paste from it, and smeared it all the way along Wanying's neck.

"What kind of paste is this, it smells so rich." Wanying asked.

"Niangniang, this is the Jade Girl's Night Cream." A grandmother said.

"It is also called fairy jade girl powder, and according to legend, it is the secret recipe of Empress Wu Zetian's beauty." Another grandmother said.

"Legend has it that when Empress Zetian was eighty years old, her face was still like eighteen."

The three grandmothers said gracefully, and the woman was the one who pleases herself, and Wanying listened with great interest, so she asked: "I just heard that it has long been lost, can you tell me how to make it?" ”

A grandmother said with a smile: "Our recipe was also taken back from the palace by the prince a few days ago. Every year around the Dragon Boat Festival, take the whole motherwort without roots, knead it into a ball with vinegar, calcinate it seven degrees with charcoal fire, put it into a milk bowl and grind it, and then grind the dried white poria petals, petunia petals, angelica, white cloves, white awk, white rhizome, white sandalwood, etc., mix it with the motherwort powder that was crushed before, live it with egg white, and make a ball, hide it in a porcelain bottle, put it in a cool place, take a pill when you use it, drop a little warm water to wait for the ointment pill to dissolve, and then add honey and mix well, that is. If the mother likes it, tell the slaves and maids to do it, and you don't have to do it yourself. ”

From the face to the neck, along the body, to the toes, the whole body is coated with this fairy jade powder, the skin that was originally as smooth as jade is now like throwing light, clean and shining, smooth and delicate.

Fu put on his bedclothes again, and the grandmothers brought a bowl of dumplings, handed them to Wanying, and said, "Niangniang, eat it while it's hot." ”

Wanying understood, took the dumplings, bit them lightly, and said softly: "Raw." ”

Several grandmothers were overjoyed, and brought a bowl of white fungus soup, Wanying didn't understand its meaning, only took it, took a sip, it was actually made of white vinegar, it was unavoidable, and swallowed it and said: "This soup is so sour." ”

The grandmothers were overjoyed, and hurriedly took the soup bowl and said: "The mother is happy, the ears are the sons, and the sour and spicy girls." Niangniang will definitely get a man in one fell swoop and give birth to a son for the prince. ”