After entering the city, Lu Tiandi went straight to the main street of the central road of Jiqing Mansion, where the flow of people is more huge than the momentum in front of the city gate, Lu Tiandi heard others talk from time to time, today the daughter of the Qian Mansion is married, and the person who marries is Sima Wei, the son of the Hubu Shangshu. Now that Qian Jinxian is dead, Sima Wei is responsible for all the Qian family's industries and businesses as the son-in-law of the Qian family, and he also spent a huge amount of money to build a mansion in Jiqing Mansion, and the land was personally introduced to him by Li Ruzhi and sold to him, and it is estimated that he wants to take root here for a living. Everyone was talking, Lu Tiandi was caught in the crowd and listened carefully, he came to the front of the Qian family's compound from time to time with the flow of people, all wanting to watch this lively wedding.

And Lu Tiandi quietly looked at the sedan chair in front of the house, and when he noticed a person from the front of the sedan chair, his calm face could no longer hide the anger from the heart! Sima Wei sat in the saddle with his eyebrows raised and proud, he was wearing a festive red dress, with a gorgeous big flower ball tied to his chest, and the corners of his mouth were full of smiles waiting for the bride to come out.

This despicable villain who made himself lose everything, Lu Tiandi hated to rush up and kill him under the horse at this moment, but reason kept him awake at all times. He has nothing, no power, and there are only two words in his heart, and that is 'timing'. The purpose of his trip was to see Qian Xiu'er for the last time, just one glance, he was no longer emotionally moved in his heart from now on, and there was no more such a woman in his heart.

"Xiu'er, on a big day, you can't keep your face strained. Come, laugh with my mother. Zhang Yumei personally brought a phoenix crown for her daughter. Qian Xiuer sat in front of the comb, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, she was dressed in a wedding dress, her makeup was bright and moving, and her appearance was as beautiful as a flower. On this festive day, the bride was extremely happy and happy, but in Qian Xiu'er's heart, she didn't think it was a great joy to marry Sima Wei. In this wedding, she is just a victim of marriage, and her satisfied Ruyi Langjun is not Sima Wei.

Seeing her daughter's indifference, Zhang Yumei had tears in her eyes and said sadly: "I know what you are thinking in your heart, but everything is over." Your father's spirit in the sky also hopes that you will marry a good husband and live a solid life in the future. Today you sit in a sedan chair, my mother's heart is even more bitter, and in the future, only my mother will be alone and guarding this huge compound. After speaking, Zhang Yumei couldn't help but turn her head and wipe her tears alone.

Qian Xiu'er's heart hurt, she got up and hugged Zhang Yumei and said: "Xiu'er knows that her mother is for my good, my mother doesn't cry, today is the big day of Xiu'er's marriage, we should all laugh." Qian Xiu'er squeezed out a smile on the corner of her mouth and helped Zhang Yumei wipe her tears.

At this time, the matchmaker led a few maids to the boudoir, and when she saw the two hugging each other, she mistakenly thought that they were reluctant to let go of their worries, so she immediately ran to the round and smiled: "Ouch, eldest lady, you are so beautiful." If the crucian carp in the river sees you, they will be too ashamed to come to the surface, and if the swallows in the sky see you, they will be ashamed to fall. ”

Qian Xiuer lowered her head shyly by the matchmaker's praise, Zhang Yumei pretended to cry with joy, it was hard to say anything, and she glanced at the matchmaker on the side, and the matchmaker immediately understood and helped Qian Xiuer to cover her red hijab for her: "Miss, the auspicious time has come, it's time to get on the sedan chair." ”

The deafening suona drum sound resounded throughout the Qian Mansion unprecedentedly, the maids carefully supported the bride, and the groom official accompanied many famous merchants and merchants in Jiqing Mansion to greet them outside the door. Seeing the bride slowly walking out of a field of purple and red flowers, Sima Wei couldn't help but be in a daze, he immediately walked from under the horse to Qian Xiu'er's side, and whispered to her through a red hijab: "Lady, from today onwards, you and I are both birds of the forest, I hope that in the future, we will work together as a husband and wife, and I will treat you as before in this life." ”

Qian Xiu'er under the hijab was silent for a long time, and Sima Wei didn't think so when she saw this, so she took her slender little hand and got on the sedan chair. The crowd gathered and clapped their hands one after another, and even the people who watched the excitement sincerely wished the couple to grow old together and give birth to a noble son early; Uncle Wang, the old housekeeper of the Qian Mansion, followed several servants to carry a large wooden plate, which contained a lot of candy and broken silver with white flowers.

Uncle Wang stood in front of the high gate and smiled at the onlookers: "Today, the eldest lady of my mansion is getting married, and Mrs. Zun of the mansion specially prepared candy and some money and silver for everyone to touch the joy of our mansion together." Everyone, don't rob it, but everyone has a share. After that, a few people threw sugar money into the crowd, and everyone rushed to grab it, so it was not lively.

In the land world in the sea of people, he didn't move at all, just blindly looked at the scene in front of him, but his heart was like a knife, this pain was the pain of losing his beloved, and it was the despair of the annihilation of love. Lu Tiandi watched Qian Xiu'er enter the sedan chair under Sima Wei's compliment, his eyes seemed to burst into a burning gaze, as this gaze dissipated, his heart had already put aside this obsession, he lowered his hat without moving, turned away, as if he had never appeared in this crowd.

However, Qian Xiu'er, who was carried into the sedan chair with her front feet, felt a pain in her heart for some reason, she excitedly lifted the red hijab, and glanced around in the crowd, and saw a farmer-like man running away from her direction from a distance, the back seemed so cold and lonely, he was alone away from the noisy noise, Qian Xiu'er couldn't help but ask herself: "Could it be him?"