As the protagonist of the ceremony, He Suoyi is inevitably busy after all. Her etiquette has been widely praised, but Su Luo still found a teaching grandmother for her.

On February 25, the 30th year of Jinghe, the sky cleared, and the coldness of Xijing quietly left unconsciously.

Today is the eldest daughter of He Fu's concubine, the scene is naturally grand, not to mention that the He family is the noble gate valve of Xijing, even the maiden family of He Suoyi's mother is the hairpin clan of Langya, their daughter is naturally a hundred times more noble, and even the specifications of the ceremony are rare nobles in Xijing. ”

As soon as Zijin stepped into the pavilion, he couldn't help but admire, "Miss, the auspicious time has arrived." ”

He Suoyi took Jinyu's wrist and stepped out of the pavilion with his head held high slightly.

The front hall is noisy at the moment, and all the big families in Xijing have heads and faces, and a few familiar figures flash in the crowd from time to time, all of which are handkerchiefs of He Suoyi.

The girl came out after a long time, walked through the long vermilion corridor, and slowly appeared in front of everyone, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

He Nuanliang was in the crowd, looking at He Suoyi, unconsciously wringing with a handkerchief.

He Suoyi was dignified and elegant, step by step, walked to the parents who were sitting in the first place in the main hall, and knelt down towards the two people in the high hall: "May my father and mother be healthy for a long time." ”

After today, she will not be the eldest lady of the He family in the deep boudoir. She is He Suoyi, who has died once, from today on, she will start a game of losing and winning, a battle between life and death. Those who have lost her owe her life, and she will get it back a thousand times over.

"Get up," Su Luo took the hosta on the tray and gently put it into the bun on which he depended, this hairpin was the handiwork of the former pilgrim Shi Qing, and no one had ever made such a delicate and gorgeous hosta since his death, which could be described as priceless.

"Ah, it's late, my sister won't blame me."

As soon as He Suoyi stood up, a bold voice came from behind him, although there was apology in the words, but there was no sense of debt on his face. This is the sister-in-law of the He family, and He Chenwei, the younger brother of He Suoyi's mother.

He Suoyi pressed the sourness in his heart and shook his head: "How can I blame you?" ”

Su Luo treated this son with a cold eye, but at this time, it was not easy to teach a lesson.

"Don't blame me, I'm just late to choose a good gift for my sister." He Chenwei took three steps and stepped in front of He Suoyi, and handed the brocade box in his hand to He Suoyi.

When it was opened, it was a clay doll, He Suoyi held it in his hand, his head was heavy, his head was light, and he was a tumbler

Everyone was embarrassed, Zhong Ming Ding Food House, He Xiaogongzi, who was raised in Fugui Township, his sister and Lu, actually sent a tumbler ten cents ago.

"It's hard for my brother to remember, my sister's favorite thing when she was a child, I like it very much."

He Chen was slightly surprised, but then relieved, his own sister, in the face of such an embarrassing scene, can naturally easily resolve it, but looking at the eyes of his parents, he also knew that the goal had been achieved, and without saying much, he sat casually on the rosewood chair on the side.

The ceremony has been completed, and what follows is just a transaction on Vanity Fair, He Hui brushed his sleeves and got up, and still didn't forget to glare at He Chenwei when he left.

"Come with me." Passing by He Chenwei's side, Su Luo lowered his voice and said coldly, in the end, it is his own blood and bones, Su Luo can't break the jar and break it.

After a few people left, the housekeeper arranged for the guests to go to the banquet in an orderly manner, and the front hall was full of wine-colored fragrance. He Nuanliang took advantage of this and hurriedly approached He Suoyi, and called his sister affectionately. It just so happened that at this time, several handkerchief friends of He Suoyi also walked in front of them, and out of courtesy, they asked: "Yiyi, who is this sister?" ”

"It's my sister-in-law, Nuanliang."

He Nuanliang's face turned pale, and he looked at He Suoyi with some incredulity.

As soon as a few people heard the word sister, they knew that He Suyi didn't want to see this person, so they stopped the topic.

Jiang Fu grabbed He Suoyi's wrist and said with some regret: "Today you have really become a myth in Xijing, but it's a pity that Sister Wang went to Changzhou, otherwise the five of us can get together today." ”

"What's this, didn't she write to say that she would come back in a few months, just in time to catch up with the poetry meeting."

"Perhaps, she is reluctant to come back after finding a wishful husband in Changzhou."

He Suoyi smiled softly and nodded the girl's forehead: "If Sister Wang listens to your words, you will inevitably be beaten by her." ”

The four of you, one sentence and one sentence, what they said was so lively, He Nuanliang was sandwiched in the middle, like a clown, holding back the tears in his eyes, and leaned over slightly towards He Suoyi: "Sister, sister retreats first." ”

"Hmm."

He Nuanliang almost ran away, He Suoyi raised his eyebrows and jumped into a smile.