"Chongshan, your eldest brother only left Zi'an with such a little bit of blood and bones, if Zi'an has a good one, I won't be able to live....." Ning's lips were pale, his face was sad, and his eyes were full of pleading.

"Sister-in-law, get up first." Wan Chongshan's voice was calm, and as soon as the words fell, he saw the butler hurrying over and speaking to everyone in the hall; "Old lady, the bride's sedan chair has arrived at the gate of the house!"

When Mrs. Wan heard this, she immediately spoke to the people around her; "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and serve the second master to change his clothes!"

As soon as Wan Chongshan was about to speak, he saw Ning's eyes full of tears and wept; "Chongshan, sister-in-law, please ....."

Seeing this, Wan Chongshan thought of his eldest brother who died early and his seriously ill nephew, and his heart was also compassionate.

When the maid approached with the wedding dress, Wan Chongshan's black eyes glanced at the wedding dress and said in a deep voice; "You don't have to change it, just go to the church."

Seeing him agree, Mrs. Wan and Ning couldn't help but be overjoyed, Ning hurriedly wiped her tears, let the maid help her up, and stood in one place with Mrs. Qin, people went in and out, although this marriage was done in a hurry, and they never came to the banquet guests, but there was everything in the general's mansion, and the old lady was resolute and resolute, but she also arranged for her subordinates to handle this marriage in a good way.

Before long, I heard the sound of joy, and the brides were already hugging the bride and came over.

A room full of people looked at the bride, and saw that the bride was slender, revealing a pair of slender hands, with a hijab on her head, which made people unable to see her appearance.

The bride helped the bride across the brazier, and immediately the matchmaker sang "red and hot", and when the bride crossed the saddle, the matchmaker shouted "peace and security" lively, and across the brazier and the saddle, the bride sent the bride into the hall.

Chen Qingzhou's heart was pounding, a pretty face was like snow, and the rouge couldn't hide the paleness of the cheeks, she took the red silk in the hands of the bride like a puppet, because the skirt of the wedding dress was too long, and she couldn't see the road under her feet, soon after entering the hall, she was a stumbling person, and before she fell, there was a calm and powerful big hand to support her body, even through the fabric, Chen Qingzhou could also detect that the big hand was thick and thick, and it was clearly a man's hand.

Chen Qingzhou was stunned in his heart, these days, Wan Zi'an is seriously ill, and it is no secret that he is in Beijing, since the groom is lingering on the sickbed, who will be the man next to him who wants to worship with him?

Chen Qingzhou's heart was very disturbed, through the hem of the hijab, he could see a pair of men's military boots, thinking that the most indispensable thing in the General's Mansion was General Lang's guard, Wan Zi'an had no brothers and sisters, and the General's Mansion was afraid that there was no way, so he had to make this decision and let his subordinates worship the hall instead of the master.

Before she came back to her senses, she heard the voice of the celebrant already sound, and the auspicious time had arrived, and she was about to worship the church.

Chen Qingzhou's heart was sour, she knew that a bride like her would be widowed nine times out of ten, if not, how could she marry into the powerful general's mansion with her as a concubine of the Ministry of Rites' family? If she had changed her usual times, even her sister-in-law would not be looked down upon by the General's Mansion.

When the bride came to support herself and bent down to the old lady on the throne, Qingzhou lowered her eyes, suppressed the wetness in her eyes, and bowed silently.

After worshipping the high hall, when the husband and wife worshipped each other, the bride helped Chen Qingzhou and stood in front of Wanzhong Mountain.

Wan Chongshan looked at the bride of the phoenix crown and xiawei, thinking of this absurd thing, and a little helplessness floated between his eyebrows, so he only covered his eyes and worshiped the light boat.