Of course, He Shaoguang knew that this was a custom, but it was a bit of a haste to do. is worthy of being a person who has been married once, and even when she worships in the church and makes trouble in the cave room, Lu Xiaowen guides her what to do next.

The people in the room were noisy, and in the midst of the commotion, Lu Xiaowen calmly lifted her hijab. What caught his eye was a pair of eye-catching sword eyebrows and starry eyes, which was quite in line with his identity as a general, and the red wedding dress was worn on his body at this moment, which also dyed a little delicate and gorgeous between his solemn facial features.

What He Shaoguang heard the most today was auspicious words, everyone poured out as if they didn't want money, He Shaoguang was their center, and his cheeks were sour.

The other concubines in the second room, Lu Xiaowen's eldest brother and third brother's wife, came forward to drive these people to the front hall for her to eat and drink, and also closed the door for He Shaoguang intimately.

At this moment, only Lu Xiaowen and He Shaoguang are left.

"Do you know what to do now?" Lu Xiaowen casually put her hijab on the side of the bed, and finally said the first words to her except for a reminder.

"Huh?" When he was out of his mind, his thoughts were pulled back, and He Shaoguang was a little embarrassed.

Lu Xiaowen was not angry, took two wine glasses, stuffed one of them into her hand, and poured it full: "Hejiu, drink." ”

"Ahh Good. He Shaoguang raised his head and drank it all.

Lu Xiaowen glanced at her with some surprise, the wine in the house is all strong people who came back from the north, usually no one else in the Lu Mansion drinks it, today is full of this wine, Lu Xiaowen is still worried that this girl will be weak and weak will not be able to stand it, but I didn't expect it to be a good wine guts?

He Jiu Mengzi Shaoguang was not emotional, and commented arrogantly: "Spicy enough, good wine!" ”

Lu Xiaowen silently picked up the wine glass she threw aside, tied the two glasses together with satin, and threw them under the bed.

He Shaoguang drank the wine, and gradually became bolder, seeing his fresh demeanor, he said strangely: "What is this doing?" ”

Lu Xiaowen didn't bother her, and patiently explained to her: "On the wedding night, I drank a joint wine, saying that it was so that the husband and wife could be together. ”

"Ahh It's amazing, you know so much. He Shaoguang gave him a thumbs up and admired him sincerely, "Thanks to you today, thank you, otherwise I would definitely be embarrassed by so much red tape." ”

"Madame, is this disgusting that I have ever married?" Lu Xiaowen lowered his head, his face was dark, and his voice seemed to be a little aggrieved.

He Shaoguang felt that he was either drunk or crazy, how could General Lu, who was crisscrossing the northern Xinjiang, be aggrieved because of such a thing? Is it her turn to dislike it?

Okay, He Shaoguang racked his brains and tried to comfort him: "General Lu doesn't have to be inferior, my mother said that old people will hurt people." ”

Lu Xiaowen let out a sneer, got up and walked out, while instructing her, "I'll go outside to entertain the guests, you can rest by yourself, don't wait for me." ”

Without an unfamiliar man here, He Shaoguang felt a lot more comfortable. Zhijun and Nijun brought with her took off the hairpin ring, changed into bedclothes, and washed off the thick makeup powder, and the shackles of the day finally dissipated.

It was still early, and He Shaoguang walked around the room to observe the decoration in the house. The decoration of the Lu Mansion does not match its illustrious power, but it is full of elegance. There are not many furnishings on the Bogu shelf, and they are all rare boutiques.

Around the same time, the servants of the house brought food. Although He Shaoguang only ordered him to drink some porridge, the big kitchen naturally would not send only a bowl of white porridge to the new lady.

He Shaoguang glanced at the table, and there were four or five kinds of porridge alone: golden corn and jade porridge, red bean medicinal rice porridge mixed with honey, and the simplest and most kung fu white porridge.

He Shaoguang likes to boil sticky white rice porridge, the rice is fragrant, but the bowl in front of him is only clear as water, and the rice grains are sinking at the bottom of the bowl, which is incompatible with each other, it seems that the chef of the Lu Mansion still needs to polish the porridge again.

He Shaoguang decisively chose corn porridge, and then went to see the side dishes that went with it.

The white chopped chicken with Lingnan flavor is boneless and sliced into a thin slice; There are also pickles of various flavors, the little guy said that they came in specially from Sanweiju, there are eight treasure vegetables, sweet garlic, cucumber, pagoda vegetables, radish heads and sauce ginger, etc., which are full of a large plate, lattice in a small plate; There is also the popular roast duck in the capital, which is sliced into duck meat and duck skin on separate plates, and served with shredded cucumbers and green onions rolled in a soft dough dipping sauce...

He Shaoguang tried them one by one, and one of them was quite surprising: there were only mushrooms and shallots in the filling, and there was no meat star, but it was full of meaty aroma. The mushrooms are not chopped into a fine puree, but retain some of the texture, and the juice overflows when you bite into it, which is delicious.

With a refreshing side dish, He Shaoguang, who was very hungry, drank two bowls of hot porridge. It was Zhijun who whispered to remind Lu Xiaowen that he was back, so he could stop chopsticks.

Ni Jun was about to remove the table, but Lu Xiaowen raised his hand to stop her.

"I was just eating and drinking at the banquet, and I thought I would call the kitchen to pass the meal later, but now that it's ready, I'll use it too."

Ni Jun hurriedly handed over the dishes and chopsticks, and then pulled Zhijun out, leaving He Shaoguang to cook dishes for him.

Lu Xiaowen picked duck juice porridge, which was boiled on the casserole, and it was still hot at the moment. He Shaoguang didn't know what he liked to eat, so he simply let him clip it himself, and she went to find a travelogue and sat opposite Lu Xiaowen and looked at it.

"How do you look like a travelogue?" Lu Xiaowen saw that she was fascinated, "I have been to the land of Sichuan and Shu, this road is difficult and dangerous, why do you want to go?" ”

He Shao didn't raise his head baldly: "I don't want to go." After thinking about it, he added, "I prefer to see what local people are used to eating and what customs they have?" "If you are interested, try to reproduce it yourself.

"It's funny, too."

After saying this, the two fell silent again. Newcomers who have just met for less than half a day must be silent when they sit down. He Shaoguang comforted himself like this, and he didn't plan to take the initiative to communicate.

When Lu Xiaowen finished eating, washed and lay on the bed, He Shaoguang's heart was like a drum, and his nails were pinched into the palm of his hand and embedded in the flesh, I don't know if anything will happen tonight.

Lu Xiaowen felt the stiffness of the people around him, and comforted him with a smile: "Sleep, it's okay." ”

He Shaoguang relaxed at this time, she fell asleep quickly, and in a daze, she heard Lu Xiaowen still asking her: "What does your family call you on weekdays?" Can there be small print? ”

He Shaoguang muttered: "No, they will call me Shaoguang." ”

"Okay, you can call me Zhenyao, my cousin, Lu Zhenyao."

A good night's sleep.

On the second day, I had to go to the old lady to say goodbye, a bunch of trivial things, so Zhijun called He Shaoguang up early in the morning. Lu Xiaowen had to practice on campus every day, and when He Shaoguang finished washing, he lifted the curtain and walked in, and went straight to the bathroom to change out of his soaked underwear.

Ni Jun is dexterous but not smart as Zhijun, and he is mainly responsible for He Shaoguang's dress. At this moment, seeing that Lu Xiaowen was back, he began to panic, and wanted to speed up his hand, for fear of delaying the time to ask for peace.

He Shaoguang saw that it was still early, patted her hand, and comforted: "It's okay, just come as usual, don't worry." She knew that these maids who followed her to marry were all devoted to her, and she was afraid that she would make something wrong in the Lu Mansion to make her master look gloomy.

Zhijun is okay, after all, she is two years older than her. And Ni Jun is about the same age as He Shaoguang, he has little experience, and he still needs to spend more days to practice.