After taking a bath, changing clothes, waiting for the maid outside to come in and comb Wen Cha's delicate girl's hair bun, wear a simple and delicate beaded flower, smear a light fat powder, and look at the clever little girl in the mirror, Wen Cha finally felt that she was living like a person.

She walked into the main hall with her skirt, and the celebrant changed into an indigo blue regular dress, and was standing quietly at the table to straighten the dishes and chopsticks.

Looking at the door of the house, his facial features are very profound, angular, and extraordinarily textured, and what is even more eye-catching is that his skin is very white, not as pale as a sick seedling, and when he is not aggressive, it looks sunny.

Of course, this is all a fake.

When he turned his head to look at the voice, the sharp corners of his eyes made him look like a deadly god.

Seeing her, the corners of his eyes softened, "Come here." ”

Wen Cha walked over, he pushed away the chair, let her sit beside him, and scooped a bowl of soup for her from the small cup on the table, "Your favorite chicken soup." ”

Wen Tea took a sip, exactly the same as the one that the celebrant had brought into the palace before.

The celebrant said lightly: "It was made by Aunt Zhou."

Most of the food she used to eat was brought from the house.

After that, he scooped another bowl for her and began to put vegetables into her bowl, "Eat more, the baby fat on your face is almost gone." ”

Wen Cha pinched herself, her mouth was bearded, and she was obviously still there.

The celebrant said seriously, "It seems that I raised you very well. ”

Wen Cha: "......" doesn't want to admit it at all......

While feasting, Wen Cha squinted his eyes and looked at him, "Didn't you like dimples before?" ”

After losing weight, the dimples on her face will become obvious.

Master of Ceremonies: "I didn't know anything before."

Wen Cha: "......" Does this have anything to do with being sensible?

Master of Ceremonies: "Eat more, you're more cute when you're fat."

Warm tea: "......"

After eating, it was already dark, and after the two maidservants had packed up their things, there was some snow outside.

The celebrant took her hand and walked back slowly, and the snow slowly fell on her shoulders, cold and like a fog.

Wen Cha stretched out his hand to take it, and the gravel-like snow melted when it fell in the palm of his hand, and Wen Cha had a lot of fun.

The celebrant stood side by side with her under the eaves, and when he looked down at her looking at the snow and her eyes were shining, his heart couldn't help but move.

"Your Majesty allowed me to rest for three days."

Wen Cha nodded, "Do you have anything you want to do?" ”

Master of Ceremonies: "......"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Cha turned around: "What's wrong?"

Master of Ceremonies: "Three days is not a long time, if you don't feel wronged, we will get married."

Wen Cha: Will things move too fast in the "......"?

Master of Ceremonies: "......" has been raised for so long just for this day......

"That, how do we get married?"

Seeing that she was hesitant, the celebrant said with an unswerving face: "It's the same as an ordinary husband and wife."

Wen Cha: "Do you need to pay a chapel?"

The celebrant had a cold look in his eyes: "You don't want to?"

Wen Cha: "......" Does she dare to do it?

"After the red makeup comes back from the palace, I will let people do it, and it will be ready after tomorrow."

Wen Cha: "......" doesn't need to ask her opinion at all......

"Your father and mother and brother, I also sent someone to invite them over, they will arrive early tomorrow morning, and the dowry house has also been prepared, you can put forward any other wishes."

Wen Cha: "......" I don't have any wishes......

Up and down, inside and out, before and after, she only needs to bring someone to get married, what else is she dissatisfied with.

"I think, it's good."

She patted the celebrant on the shoulder, feeling that she had found a twenty-four filial all-round boyfriend.

"In the future, it's up to you."

The celebrant took her hand, took her into his arms, lowered his eyes and kissed her eyes, and said in a flat voice: "No matter what you think in your heart, you will be my wife soon, and in the future, you will be mine alone."

"No matter what happens in the future, I will make decisions for you."

Wen Cha: "......" The boyfriend of the master of ceremonies is full of strength, and he can't bear it.

If you can't bear it, kiss it~

The next day, the last snow of the new year fell outside.

Woke up from the warm quilt and stretched comfortably, Wen Cha walked to the window with her coat on, and the goose-feather snow made her bend her eyes.

Hou Hou's maidservant outside walked in with washing utensils, washed up with warm tea, ate, and stayed in the study with the celebrant to read.

The celebrant looked at the scrolls left behind in the East Factory, Wen Cha was not interested in those things, nestled next to the stove, holding the album that the celebrant specially sent someone to buy, and commented with relish.

By the time the celebrant was done, it was noon, and the snow was still falling.

He put down the scroll, walked over to Wen Cha, took the picture album in her hand that she could read without much effort, and asked, "Do you want to learn to write?"

The fact that the original owner is illiterate is well known, but where is Wen Cha illiterate in his bones?

Afraid that she would show her stuffing, she waved her hand again and again, "I saw Mr. Teaching's head was as big as a fight, you can spare me." ”

The celebrant did not comply: "You are my wife, I will inevitably take you out during the banquet in the future, if someone sneers at you, what should I do?"

"Isn't it you?"

Master of Ceremonies: "Good."

He put the album on the desk, turned around and led her to the main hall for dinner, but his heart was full of Xiao Jiujiu.

Now he can still protect her, if he takes the lead in the future, he will definitely drag her down to the Yellow Spring together.

Wen Cha didn't know what he was thinking, but if he knew, he would definitely break up with him immediately.

After dinner, a carriage came from outside the house, and the butler went to greet the three people.

All were rough men dressed in cloth and with sick faces, two men and one woman, an elderly couple, and a man.

Walking into the courtyard, the three of them were quite trembling, and when they saw the warm tea under the eaves, their eyes lit up, and they couldn't wait to rush over.

The older woman stretched out her hand to pull Wen Cha's hand, and with a wrinkled face, she smiled like a chrysanthemum, but her mouth was sad: "Xiaocha, mother's Xiaocha, you are really suffering!"

Wen Cha stroked her hand and called "Mother" with a smile, the woman desperately squeezed out two tears, pulled her back, and began to shush the cold and ask for warmth.

Warm tea is not cold to these.

The original owner's father and mother sent the original owner to the palace in order to marry his son.

But Wen Cha is not the original owner, she has no relatives and no reason with this family, so naturally she will not be like the original owner.

When the original owner's family was brought in, they thought that something had been done, and when they learned that their daughter had climbed a high branch and was going to marry a high-ranking celebrant eunuch, their eyes were almost out of laughter.

The daughter is really angry, and the person who climbs the boss and the supervisor of ceremonies, doesn't the family want the chicken and dog to ascend to heaven?

That's a great thing!