On March 16, Luo Wusheng learned the lessons of his previous life, and in order not to be lucky by the cold water, after the third watch woke up, he never fell asleep again.

Luo Wusheng didn't know if it was because she was going to get married, because she was nervous, from the beginning of agreeing to the night clearing, she would always wake up in the third watch, she didn't know what dreams she had, but when she woke up, she always felt that she had just experienced an ordeal. But such a situation must be inappropriate to say it now, so Luo Wusheng didn't tell anyone.

When the sky was about to dawn, Luo Wusheng looked at the large group of people who came in with a pair of dark circles that were trapped to the limit, and when her consciousness was about to be blurred, she complained helplessly in her heart: This time, will you also be wrapped into a zongzi.

For the sake of safety, Luo Wusheng was taken to the other garden by Ye Qingjue and sent seventy-two guards to guard it.

Ye Qingjie naturally let people pack up their new clothes early, and then, wearing new clothes, shuttled between the various courtyards of the Licheng City Lord's Mansion, and he was naturally followed by the most qualified housekeeper in the mansion.

"Uncle Wang, this place is not festive enough. ”

"Uncle Wang, those that you don't use should be cleared out quickly, so as not to affect your marriage. ”

"Uncle Wang, you go and keep an eye on the banquet prepared at the top again. ”

"Uncle Wang, are there enough people on the bride's side?"

"Uncle Wang, there is no word happy on the lantern on the lintel. ”

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Uncle Wang, the housekeeper of the Licheng City Lord's Mansion, naturally nodded with a smile on his face. Seeing that Ye Qingjue was almost finished, "Then the old slave will go and prepare first... Now that the master has said this, you will call me again when you have any more commands. ”

"Okay, Uncle Wang will ask you next. "Ye Qingjue is not unhappy because of the word 'less', he is Uncle Wang watched grow up, called the young master for more than 20 years, because of the disappearance of Ye Yunzhuo, the young master suddenly became the master, for most of the past six months, don't say Uncle Wang, many old people in the house will have a time when they say something wrong, and they will change it when they say it wrong, so Ye Qingjue will naturally get used to it.

"Yes, the old slave should do his best. Uncle Wang still retreated from Ye Qing's side with a smile on his face.

For Uncle Wang, Ye Qingjue is like his own child, but there is a distinction between dignity and inferiority. When Ye Qingjue said that he was going to get married, Uncle Wang was happy and didn't fall asleep all night. The last marriage ceremony has not yet been completed, Ye Qingjue is gone, Uncle Wang is a little regretful, thinking about his 75-year-old age, he thinks that he is not blessed to witness Ye Qingjue get married. Unexpectedly, God is still not thin on him.

When he thought of this, Uncle Wang's eyes were blurred by tears, he smiled and wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and said to himself, "Now is not the time to shed tears, now is to happily watch the young master get married." ”

When the sun didn't hold back and walked quickly to the sky, in front of the door of the Licheng City Lord's Mansion, the sound of gongs and drums had begun to beat for some time ushered in an endless stream of congratulatory people.

Ye Qingjue stood in front of the main hall and greeted them one by one, and the words he said were roughly the same:

"Congratulations on the newlyweds. ”

"Thank you for coming to the wedding. ”

This pattern ended with the arrival of the Fifth Mo Monk Wushang.

The guard at the door said,

"The fifth ink of the city lord of Mocheng, here!"

"Shang Wushang, the lord of the Dead City, arrive!"

Hearing this, Ye Qing Jue did not wait for the Fifth Mo and Shang Wushang to come, but moved towards the two.

When the three of them were still three or five steps away, Ye Qingjue was the first to speak, "It's really a blessing for the two brothers to be able to participate." ”

While speaking, Ye Qingjue had already walked in front of the Fifth Mo Monk and Shang Wushang, and hugged the two of them.

The Fifth Mo Monk Wushang also responded to Ye Qingjue with a smile on his face, "Brother Qingjue, congratulations on finally leaving the world of one person and going to marriage." ”

The three of them walked into the front table in the hall with a smile, there were only four chairs around the table, Ye Qingjue beckoned the Fifth Mo and Shang Wushang to sit on two of the chairs, and then Ye Qingjue retired, "Two brothers, take a moment, and then come and drink with the two brothers when I finish the ceremony." ”

"The bride matters. Fifth Mo said with a smile.

Shang Wushang also followed up and said, "The auspicious time is approaching, you go quickly." ”

Ye Qingjue took a step, walked quickly to the door, rode on his horse and walked towards his own garden, behind him was the team of greeting relatives, and of course, the plan of the fifth Mo monk Wu Shang slowly climbed into his eyes.

Luo Wusheng, who kept switching between falling asleep and waking up, finally saw that the girls beside her who were grooming her were gradually decreasing, she knew that she had come out of it, and she let out a long sigh of relief, "Hey~~~"

The mother-in-law next to her heard Luo Wusheng's sigh and instantly knelt down, "Girl, what are you not satisfied with?"

Luo Wusheng looked frightened, did she do something wrong, or showed something? She couldn't ask so directly, she could only pull the corners of her mouth upwards, and said to the mother-in-law kneeling on the ground with a smile, "No." ”

The woman then kowtowed to the ground, "Then thank you Bodhisattva! Thank you!"

Luo Wusheng's freshly drawn eyebrows raised slightly: Anyway, what's the situation? Am I possessed by something? Can't I? Why don't I feel it at all?

Luo Wusheng didn't show anything, and the questions in his heart naturally pressed on the bottom of his heart.

I saw that after the woman kowtowed, she looked up at Luo Wusheng, "That girl, don't sigh anymore." On a happy day, sighing is taboo and will attract bad luck. ”

"Hehe..."Luo Wusheng was naturally shocked by this statement, she knew that the ancient culture was broad and profound, but she didn't expect that even a sigh would be so exquisite, and she had to talk about the time. She couldn't show that she didn't understand, she couldn't show anything else, she could only laugh.

The mother-in-law saw that Luo Wusheng had been smirking, and she didn't continue to say anything, after all, Luo Wusheng was the master, and she was a slave. The woman quickly stood up, and then continued to do the final checks on Luo Wusheng's new outfit as if nothing had happened.

Luo Wusheng kept her shocked face, she was thinking that if it was put into the modern age of her life, maybe this shocked face could still be made into an emoji.

"The groom arrives ~~~"

"Welcome the bride~~~"

In these two shouts, Luo Wusheng's original thought that she had flown out for a long time was pulled back, and her reverie stopped, and she continued to start her groggy marriage journey. Luo Wusheng found a reason why he couldn't face everything soberly, just because of why the ancient wedding was so cumbersome.

Naturally, no one told Luo Wusheng that the current wedding is also very cumbersome, and she has not been a bride, so she naturally has no experience.