Since Zhuo Qianqian led Mu Eryi to retreat, through the main hall, across a belt of arched bridges, the warm wind blew a bay of Yahu, and the sun sprinkled on the lake, flowing a dazzling piece of gold.

There is a wind pavilion above the tooth lake, and the rockery stands under the pavilion, and the dense blue grass is still lush in the autumn color.

The withered willow branches on the edge of the tooth lake are blowing, kissing the surface of the water, and they refuse to say goodbye to the emerald reflected in the water.

Passing through the tooth lake, there is a nine-curved corridor, the laurel tree with all the flowers is still lush and does not show a little decay, only the delicate ginkgo can not withstand the autumn cold, sighing and haggard their face, pieces of green leaves are inlaid with a golden edge, some can no longer linger on the branches, like butterflies flying and falling.

On both sides of the cloister are for the autumn chrysanthemums in full bloom, white and yellow, and pink clusters of incense branches, which wantonly show their delicacy in the autumn when the flowers are killed, and also highlight their cold temperament.

The two of them walked forward slowly without hurry, the warm sunlight sprinkled layer by layer through the leaves that had not yet fallen completely, Zhuo Qianqian was in front, Mu Eryi followed quietly behind, and the two shuttled through the mottled shadows, and the sunlight seemed to be beating on the two of them.

Mu Eryi reached out and picked a chrysanthemum to find a suitable opportunity to give it to Qianqian, but when she saw that she kept moving forward, she didn't even look back sideways, thinking that the time had not yet come, she hid the flower in her arms.

After passing through a few moon gates, they arrived in the courtyard of the house, and the maid stood quietly waiting for orders. Zhuo Qianqian, who had been silent, finally spoke: "Take your son down to freshen up, don't slack off!"

Just put down such a lukewarm sentence Zhuo Qianqian walked back to the room, Mu Eryi wanted to say something, but saw that the door had been slowly closed.

The vermilion carved door was cold and heavy, separating two strange but familiar hearts, Mu Eryi shook his head, sighed softly and followed the maid who led the way to the side room.

Seeing that his body was filthy, the clothes on his body did not have a complete cloth, the little maids who were waiting for the bath were only frowning, and the little maids who had not bathed for a long time and choked on the sour smell of rot were even more difficult to ask.

Ordinary people's bathing and dressing up is only half an hour, and Mu Eryi's toss took an afternoon, and when it was dark after cleaning up, someone sent hot dishes and hot meals, and her stomach was hungry and panicked, and a gust of wind was whirlwind, and the little maid who followed her only stuck out her tongue.

Later, Fang remembered that there were still sunspots, so he went out to have a look, but he didn't let him go, only saying that everything had been tidied up, and the silver money and clean clothes had been sent away.

Finally, it was dark that the Hou Mansion had already turned on the lamps, and the maids held the auspicious clothes used in the wedding ceremony, seeing that they were going to worship the church and get married.

Mu Eryi had no choice but to stretch out her arms and let it be picked up, and after a while, she was dressed in a red and gold brocade robe, wearing a gilt beaded hair crown, and she was really dignified.

In the diamond flower bronze mirror, his sideburns are like knife cuts, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and there is a wicked smile hanging on his thin lips.

Mu Eryi herself couldn't put it down and looked at the mirror: "It turns out that my Mu Eryi is so handsome!" ”

The maid next to her covered her mouth and smiled: "Zhuo Gongzi Mingzhu is covered with dust, today I can finally see my true face, Miss really has good eyesight!" ”

Mu Eryi was leaning over and looking at her "prosperous beauty" with affection, and when the maid said this, her thick eyebrows frowned: "Zhuo Gongzi? I? ”

The little maid tilted her head: "Isn't it you?" Now that you have been in the Nangong Marquis Mansion, you should have changed your name and surname, Zhuo Jinyu is the name given to my son by my master! ”

"Jinyu?" Mu Eryi's fingers played with a jade inlaid on the jade belt, chewing the two words repeatedly for a long time before revealing a helpless smile and said, "It seems that I have blown up the cowhide in the hall today, and the Hou Ye's expectations for me are so high, he actually compares me to the Duke of Zhou of the Three Kingdoms!" ”

Mu Eryi let out a long breath, and the candle on the mahogany round table flickered for a while, "Okay! Even if it's Zhou Gong, you have to give me a chance! ”

was saying that someone came to report that the auspicious time had come, and it was time for Mu Eryi to lead the bride to the church.

At this time, when I went out, I saw a cool moon hanging in the air, the red light of Nangong Hou's Mansion was shining, and even the people changed into festive formal clothes, but there was not a single guest in the entire Hou Mansion.

At this time, it was already night, and it was already silent, although the Nangong Marquis Mansion was beautifully dressed, it revealed helpless loneliness in the quiet.

Zhuo Yinfeng, who took advantage of his daughter's marriage, was very lively at this time, and I don't know what it feels like to be in this silence! Thinking about Mu Eryi, a cold smile hung on her lips.

Zhuo Qianqian has changed into a big red skirt, the phoenix embroidered with gold thread is embellished all around, the dragon and phoenix cover their faces and can't see the specific dress, they don't have time to think about it, Rue Xiang has already handed over the big red silk flowers.

At this time, he should be called Zhuo Jinyu!

Jin Yu was in front, and the red silk led Zhuo Qianqian all the way to the hall, although there were no guests to congratulate the brazier, worship heaven and earth, and serve tea.

Zhuo Yinfeng didn't know if it was because he was extremely dissatisfied with this son-in-law, or because he was tired at the end of the day, and after a few words of tea, he left on his own.

The two of them were sent into the cave room under the guidance of Rue Xiang and others! That is, a room that was reproduced and arranged in advance.

The red draperies, the red curtains, the red bedding, the red carpets, and even the beaded curtains used as partitions have been replaced with red agate stones.

Zhuo Jinyu did not see a trace of joy on his face in the overwhelming redness, and restrained his daytime cynicism, at this time, he looked at Zhuo Qianqian, who was not moving at all on the opposite couch, with a solemn face.

I don't know what kind of expression she looks when she is still covered with her hijab, but judging from his tightly interlocked fingers and slightly trembling body, she should be nervous.

Tears rolled down the red candle beads of the dragon and phoenix as thick as an arm, only the occasional beating lamp made a ripple in the silent room, Jin Yu stood on the scarlet velvet carpet with her hands, and only the uneven breathing of the two people floated in her ears.

If there was no fight, what would the two of them be like today? The guests celebrated together, lively and extraordinary, the beautiful scenery of the cave room with flowers and candles, and countless lingering friendships, which was the best gift for lovers.

But at this moment, there is a grudge between the two of them from the previous generation, she doesn't even know her true identity, and the moment she lifts her hijab, how should the two face each other!

"I don't come for the friendship of my children!" Jin Yu said fiercely to himself in his heart, and in an instant, the flame of the dragon and phoenix red candle jumped into his eyes, and he finally decided to lift the hijab.

"Don't come here!" Jinyu had just taken two steps forward, and Zhuo Qianqianhuo, who had been sitting quietly on the soft collapse, got up and lifted the hijab with one hand, pointing at Zhuo Jinyu angrily, and the hand that was like white snow tightly held a Zixiao short sword.