Zhao Furong only felt that her heart was skipping a beat. It's his voice.

At this time, the gongs and drums were noisy, but his voice was still clear and clear. A nervous heart instantly seemed to have found a support and settled down.

The red silk in her hand shook slightly, and she knew that the other end was in his hand, and stepped into the lobby step by step.

Worship heaven and earth, worship high halls, and worship husband and wife! Zhao Furong under the red hijab couldn't see anyone, so she could only follow the prompts. The surrounding area is still lively, and the sound of "sent into the cave room" completely pushed the atmosphere to **.

was supported by the maid all the way into the house, and sat down on the edge of the bed, Zhao Furong only felt that nervous feeling welling up in her heart again.

"Please ask the bridegroom to lift the red hijab with a happy name!" The bride's singing and harmony made the voices in the room quiet down just now.

Zhao Furong's breath stagnated, and her whole body tensed.

She and Mao Mingxuan are not blind and dumb marriages, and they have seen each other a lot since childhood. Even just half a month ago, the two spoke alone. But at such a moment, the mood is still different.

The red hijab in front of him was slowly lifted, and the whole vision suddenly became wider. Zhao Furong subconsciously closed her eyes, and she could hear the praise around her.

"The bride is so beautiful!"

Her face flew with two patches of red glow, and her already not bad appearance looked even more delicate.

Mao Mingxuan was stunned for a moment. The woman's face in front of her seemed to be familiar at the moment, but it was obviously different.

"Ouch, our champion is stunned!"

I don't know who said that it laughed, and everyone laughed in the room.

Mao Mingxuan came back to his senses suddenly, and his face turned red rarely. He subconsciously looked at Zhao Furong's eyes, but found that she happened to look at her too.

Looking at each other, the eyes of the two of them froze for a moment, and then they hurriedly moved away.

After drinking the wine, Mao Mingxuan was about to go out to welcome the guests. He looked at Zhao Furong, who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, and ignored the guests who were still watching the ceremony in the house, and directly leaned into her ear and whispered: "If you are tired, freshen up first, and if you are hungry, let the kitchen have some food." Just like at home, you don't have to wait for me. ”

That's a thoughtful statement. Zhao Furong's heart warmed when she heard this. When I looked up at the people who were close by, I saw a gentle smile on his face, which was a little more handsome than usual.

"Okay." She answered softly, and then added, "You should also be careful of your body, don't drink too much." ”

The smile on Mao Mingxuan's face suddenly deepened a little, nodded, and then got up and went out, leaving all the laughter behind him to Zhao Furong.

There are quite a few guests today. The garrison house, which is a little cold on weekdays, is crowded. As soon as the bridegroom came out, everyone gathered around to make a toast. Although Mao Mingxuan has a good amount of alcohol, in the face of such enthusiasm, it is inevitable that he will be a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, he was prepared and pulled Song Mingyi and Fang Ruohong to block the wine for him. One is this year's Jinshi, and the other is the eldest son of the prefect, so those who toast have to pay attention to some proportions.

In the new house, Zhao Furong sent off the last female dependent, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Girl, sit down and have a cup of tea, the slave maid will tear off your hair first." Jasmine stepped forward.

"It's time to call Grandma Young." Lamei laughed on the side.

"Yes, yes, it's time to call the young grandmother." Jasmine laughed.

Zhao Furong also laughed and said, "First remove my hair and change my clothes." I'm really tired today. ”

"Go to the kitchen and see what you have to eat. Young grandma didn't eat anything today. Jasmine said.

Zhao Furong nodded and said, "You go." Just now, my husband said it. I think there should be preparation in the kitchen. She was slightly uncomfortable. On weekdays, I am used to calling Brother Mao, but I will suddenly change my name to my husband, and I am not used to it for a while.

"The young master is very considerate to the young grandmother." Lame Road.

I didn't expect Zhuangyuangong's temperament to be very gentle, not at all like some scholars, either arrogant or wooden. My own girl has met a good person!

Zhao Furong thought of Mao Mingxuan's gentle voice before leaving just now, and her face couldn't help but turn red again.

After changing clothes and removing the complicated headdress, Zhao Furong only felt a little more relaxed. Jasmine also brought back hot porridge and side dishes from the kitchen.

"Young grandma, the kitchen has been prepared a long time ago. Use some while it's hot. Jasmine neatly placed the porridge and side dishes on the table, and the fragrance immediately filled the room.

Zhao Furong still used some porridge water in the morning. I was nervous before, and I didn't know I was hungry. This will relax and the stomach will growl.

After drinking a bowl of fragrant and glutinous millet porridge and eating two xiaolongbao, Zhao Furong's speed slowed down.

"Another bowl." Zhao Furong said.

Jasmine took it, and just as she was about to serve the porridge, the door was opened.

A few people looked up at the door, and saw Mao Mingxuan walking in with a flushed face.

Zhao Furong hurriedly got up and greeted her, and said with some distress: "Is this drunk?" ”

Supporting Mao Mingxuan were Song Mingyi and Xiaohuzi.

"I've seen my sister-in-law." Song Mingyi greeted with a smile and said, "Brother Mingxuan is not strong enough to drink, so he has to work hard for his sister-in-law." ”

Zhao Furong blushed and took one of Mao Mingxuan's arms from his hand, and hurriedly thanked him, but she didn't see a trace of banter flashing in Song Mingyi's eyes.

Xiaohuzi was silent, only helped Zhao Furong to help Mao Mingxuan to the bed, and went out with Song Mingyi.

"Hey, this is leaving? Young grandma, shouldn't you go to the kitchen to get a bowl of sobering soup for the young master? Jasmine said urgently. This young master's little guy is unreliable! actually threw the young master down like this. She and Lamei are both new to the house, so he should take a hand anyway.

Zhao Furong didn't think much about it, but ordered: "You go get the decanting soup, and Lamei goes to get hot water." ”

"Hey!" The two maids hurriedly responded and went out to get busy.

There were suddenly two people left in the room, Zhao Furong and Mao Mingxuan.

"Hey, isn't it uncomfortable to drink like this?" Zhao Furong looked at Mao Mingxuan who was frowning with his eyes closed on the bed, and couldn't help sighing, and took out her own handkerchief to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead.

Unexpectedly, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Zhao Furong's hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ah, you, you're awake!" Zhao Furong was taken aback, blushed, and stammered.

"Let the lady worry, is it for the husband." Mao Mingxuan smiled and spoke, his eyes were clear, and he was a little drunk.

"Master, is you not drunk?" Zhao Furong said suddenly. Only then did she remember that Mao Mingxuan's alcohol consumption was not bad. Although they have never drunk together, she has heard Mao Tongtong say it.

Mao Mingxuan sat up, still holding Zhao Furong's hand, and said with a smile: "If you don't pretend to be drunk, how can you come back so early?" ”