Chapter 81: Ten Miles of Red Makeup

At the entrance of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the team to welcome relatives is ready to go.

Qiao Jingchen was dressed in a red moire satin robe, wearing a fairy hat decorated with precious jewels such as tourmaline and cat's eye, wearing a gold and silver thread inlaid jade belt around his waist, and stepping on black soft leather mille-feuille boots.

More and more starry eyes, red lips and jade face, the already handsome and uncast talent demeanor is even more in front of people.

He was still arranging the bridle of the white horse he was riding, when someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Dick, look! I'm not bad! ”

Qiao Jingchen stretched out his arms and spun around in front of him proudly.

Today is a good day for Qiao Jingyue, and he naturally can't go past the groom.

But it's also a bit of a careful dress-up.

His stature is already higher than Qiao Jingyue, and he is used to fighting on the battlefield, so he has the heroic spirit of ordinary heroism.

"Big brother, today is a good day for the second brother, why are you dressed more than him?"

Qiao Jinghan complained beside him, regretting that he didn't wear his new clothes.

Otherwise, except for the second brother today, he should be the most beautiful boy on the whole street.

"Shut up!"

Qiao Jingchen glared at the third brother.

This kid really can't open any pot.

"It's called extravagance and elegance! I don't even have a dazzling color on my body, how can I call it a sassy bag?

If you don't know how to use words, go back and ask the master for advice humbly, so as not to embarrass our Qiao family! ”

Qiao Jingyue glanced at the eldest brother coldly, although he didn't speak, he seemed to have finished a thousand words.

"Second child, do you really believe the third child's nonsense? Don't look at him dressed in white, he is so white that he is colorful, like a peacock opening the screen. ”

Qiao Jingchen's explanation was heard by Qiao Jingyang, who came in a hurry, and hurriedly pounced on Qiao Jingchen, squeezing his eyes and asking, "Big brother, what's wrong?" Why did the third brother get ashamed again? ”

Knowing that he would miss a bustle, he came over early.

"Your third brother is ......"

Qiao Jingchen was about to speak, when he heard the etiquette officer shouting: "The auspicious time to welcome relatives has arrived!" ”

Everyone looked at each other, and immediately turned over and got on their horses.

The suona flower drum sounded at the same time, and the welcoming team began to slowly move in the direction of Wu Shang Shufu.

In the Wushang Mansion, the lights are also colorful, and the red double happiness words are pasted everywhere, which is full of joy.

Wu Qingyun sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the shadow reflected in the mirror.

She wore a high bun on her hair, arranged a flower hairpin on her head, accompanied by a flower and a step, and held a magnificent peony behind the hairpin.

Dressed in a green "twelve singles" wedding dress, all the patterns and decorations on it were embroidered by her own hands.

In the mirror, people are cloudy, sideburns, crows, smooth skin, bright eyes, and fragrant lips and teeth.

Even if she is so beautiful, she is still cautious, lest she is not thoughtful enough to attract the stunning and affectionate eyes of her sweetheart.

"Little sister, Qiao's welcome team has arrived, it's time to go out."

Wu Qingyun's body was shocked, her cheeks quickly flushed, she picked up the face covering fan on the dresser, and with the support of the nurse, she got up and walked to the door.

Wu Zhao looked at him in amazement, with excitement in his eyes and even more reluctance.

It seems that the little girl who was still playing around him yesterday suddenly grew up overnight and is going to get married today.

"Let's go and say goodbye to Daddy first."

He personally led his sister to the flower hall in front.

Wu Shangshu was seriously injured on the battlefield in his early years and almost died.

After that, he was injured, so he retired and became a civil official.

In the past two years, my body has become weaker and weaker, and I have been on the sick bed for a long time, and I am gradually withdrawing from the court.

He looked at the pair of children approaching, and suddenly flashed in front of his eyes the scenes of their knees over the years.

In the blurred vision, it was the baby he picked up from the sea of corpses and blood, gradually turned into a babbling child, and then grew into a young and clever girl, and then to the beautifully dressed bride in front of him.

"Qingyun, if you leave home today, you will no longer be a girl in the boudoir, but a woman."

Your mother has a spirit in the sky, and when she sees this scene, she should be proud and rejoice for you.

No matter what, the samurai will always be your home and your backing.

As a daughter-in-law, you should be self-denying and courteous, serve your in-laws and husbands wholeheartedly, and you should also be a straight person and cherish yourself. ”

He and his daughter have endless words.

But time waits for no one, and he can't afford to keep his future son-in-law waiting too long.

Wu Qingyun said goodbye to his father with tears in his eyes, and Wu Zhao went out with his back and handed it over to Qiao Jingyue in person.

"You kid, I'll give you my sister today. If you dare to treat her badly, I don't care who you are, I must teach you a good lesson! ”

Qiao Jingyue didn't seem to hear it, and his eyes were all fixed on Wu Qingyun.

He even leaned over to her ear in full view of everyone, and whispered, "Qingqing Zijin, take care of my heart." ”

Wu Qingyun's face turned red instantly, and the whole person also rose into the air, snuggled in Qiao Jingyue's arms, and was sent into the sedan chair.

The earth-shattering sound of firecrackers and suona couldn't suppress Qiao Jingyue's high-spirited voice: "Get up the sedan chair." ”

The trembling sedan chair, with Wu Qingyun, who could not hide his joy, began the ceremony of going around the city.

Gongs and drums are noisy, and firecrackers are ringing in unison. Both sides of the road were crowded with people who came to see the excitement.

The handsome bridegroom rode on a white horse and walked at the front of the procession.

The other three brothers of the Qiao family, who are also excellent, are behind the guards.

Eight sedan chairs, a joyful team of two teams.

There were also beautiful maidservants who followed the sedan chair and sprinkled flower petals along the street, and the long servant carrying the dowry at the back of the procession.

Every point firmly caught the attention of the people, and everywhere they went, they attracted a wave of envy and exclamation.

The real ten-mile red makeup, grand and grand.

The Qiao family's welcoming team gave Wu Qingyun enough honor and value.

The bride who followed the sedan chair swaying, through the gap in the sedan chair window, could see the cheering people outside.

The rain and the candy and copper coins thrown out also made the sound of blessings endless.

Her heart was beating wildly, and her face was burning terribly.

It's a short road to the city, but it's so long that it seems to have no end.

"I really, married him."

Wu Qingyun's mind kept echoing this sentence.

The whole person is like going up to the clouds, fluttering and unable to step on the ground.

If it was a dream, she would rather indulge in the dream forever than wake up.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the crowd, a girl dressed in a gorgeous costume was squeezed around.

But her eyes were locked on Qiao Jingyue, who was at the front of the team, high-spirited and handsome.

His eyes were full of disbelief and resentment, and his mouth was even more muttering: "Impossible, how can it be!"

You are obviously mine, and I am the one who has a marriage contract with you!

That slut dares to steal my place, I must let her die a good death! ”