After stepping over the brazier and entering the gate of the Lin family, there was a series of cumbersome wedding ceremonies.

But fortunately, Luo Xin'er, the bride, is extremely peaceful and cooperative, so under the control of several old ladies in the house, there were no accidents.

Time passed quickly, and the dreary and festive day quietly receded.

month, slowly climbed up.

In the dark of night, the Lin Mansion lit up red lanterns and candles, and the lights were brilliant.

The hall in the front yard came to congratulate the people who were eating and drinking, and the people were noisy. The sound of the wine order, the sound of clinking glasses, and the sound of greetings are all mixed together, and there is some noise.

Diametrically opposed to this noise, Luo Xin'er was sitting quietly in the room waiting for the groom to arrive.

She wore a red hijab and sat motionless on the bed of Harmony and Huan.

But there were occasional sobs.

It was not her intention to get married, but there was nothing she could do.

Everyone in Ningtang County knows that Lin Xiuran is a fool, and people in the county and even in several neighboring counties have heard of Lin Xiuran's "reputation", although she has lived in the boudoir for a long time, it is impossible not to know.

Lin Xiuran's stupid things, Luo Xin'er used to only listen to it as a joke, and she also secretly covered her mouth and laughed at this poor dementia, but she never thought that he would be her future husband.

Never.

Because she already has a sweetheart, and that person is definitely not a fool like Lin Xiuran.

Since her uncle took her to live at home, Luo Xin'er, who ended the days of being rushed around, began to plan her future.

In the era of strict etiquette, a woman's future is very simple, marry a good man.

Ningtang County, even expand the scope a little more, the entire Yuhang City, can make her Luo Xin'er look at the young talents, pinching her fingers. In the end, she chose the first talent in Yuhang, who had admired her for a long time - Yan Taikang.

Yan Taikang has actually come to the door several times, and his uncle knows the relationship between the two of them, so he does not object, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

Half a year ago, Yan Taikang went to Beijing to participate in the triennial imperial examination. Luo Xin'er got her uncle's consent, and as long as he returned to his hometown with the title of the gold list and his clothes, she could marry him and be a pair of immortal couples who envy others.

But God loves to play tricks.

A few days ago, her uncle suddenly told her that he had set a family affair for her, and the groom was Lin Xiuran, the fool of the Lin family.

Of course she objected, but it was ineffective.

The amiable uncle on weekdays turned into an impersonal demon and pushed her into the fire pit.

She didn't know what was going on, and she even suspected that the man in front of her was no longer her original uncle.

Of course, Luo Xin'er didn't comply, she went on a hunger strike for two days, her eyes were red from crying, and she was dying.

Later, the man pushed his room open and gave her a baggage, saying that he would let her go.

Luo Xin'er asked, where to go?

He said that there are silver taels in the baggage, and you can go anywhere, the farther away the better!

Luo Xin'er asked, why do you want to go?

He said, because you don't want to marry that fool, you can only go!

Luo Xin'er asked again, then why do you want to leave now?

The man replied with a look of despair, because, no matter how late, it would be too late!

Having said this, Luo Xin'er finally understood.

Her marriage to Lin Xiuran was a unilateral decision of the Lin Mansion, and her uncle couldn't refuse it at all.

The Lin Mansion was powerful, bullied, and forced his uncle to make this decision.

Uncle had no choice but to agree. If he didn't, his business in Ningtang County and the efforts of their family for generations would be in vain. More than 50 members of their family, including their subordinates, had to drink the northwest wind.

Therefore, my uncle agreed to this family business.

And now, my uncle is soft-hearted and wants to let himself go.

Luo Xin'er knew that she couldn't go. If she leaves, her uncle's family will really break her thoughts, her younger brother is not yet ten years old, and the eldest mother washes her face with tears all day long, she can't be so selfish and leave.

So, she succumbed to fate, did not go, and stayed.

She agreed to the marriage, obediently got on the sedan chair, and obediently worshipped, and now, she sat obediently on this Hehuan bed, waiting for Lin Xiuran to come.

"Accept your fate!"

She shed two tears on this bed tonight.

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The moon is like a hook, and the dark clouds are pressing.

When the tears flowed to her cheeks, she wiped them away.

And at that moment, there was a noise outside.

After a while, she heard someone push open the door and walk in.

She hurriedly put her hands down and sat upright.

There was a bit of a noise coming, more than one person.

Among them, there was a faint smile in the voice of a young man, that was probably her future husband, and there were several women's voices behind him, some were graceful, some were sharp, some were rich, some were hoarse, probably Lin Xiuran's mother and the old women and maids in the house.

The crowd came forward.

Someone spoke.

"It's time to lift the hijab, young master. An old woman stood beside Luo Xin'er and said in a somewhat hoarse voice. The voice was full of love.

"Lift ...... Lift hijab ...... What are you doing?" Lin Xiuran asked puzzledly, without the consciousness of the groom officer at all.

Luo Xin'er clenched her fists.

"He's a fool!"

Luo Xin'er felt aggrieved, and suddenly thought of Yan Taikang, who was far away in Beijing, and felt a pain in her heart for a while, pinching her palm white, and leaving a tear.

"I really can't forget him!"

The charcoal fire on the brazier did not seem to burn away her past, and her thoughts were surging, and her determination began to waver again.

"Young master, this is your daughter-in-law, in the future, you will live together. The old lady standing on the side patiently explained to Lin Xiuran, her tone still full of love.

"Living together or something, huh...... Can you play together? Mama Xu, you also know, there are too few people to play with me. Can she play with me?" Lin Xiuran asked.

"Of course we can play together. The old lady replied with a wry smile, a little embarrassed in her laughter.

"That's it!" Lin Xiuran seemed to understand a little, and finally got some interest, so he nodded, which was regarded as agreeing to lift the hijab.

"Young master, come, take it, lift it like this!" The old woman first made a gesture of lifting the hijab, and then handed the joy scale used to lift the hijab to Lin Xiuran.

Hi scales, superscripts of the heavenly stem branch, the six stars of the Southern Dipper, the seven stars of the Big Dipper, and the three stars of Fu Lu Shou, together coincide with the number of sixteen, used to lift the hijab, which has the meaning of great luck.

But—

"Not necessarily. ”

Luo Xin'er thought in her heart, and then felt that the red hijab that covered her face and sadness was lifted away.

She closed her eyes and collected the emotions from her face, never allowing them to see her displeasure.

But the tears betrayed her, and the tears were not yet dry.

The hijab was lifted, and her beautiful face appeared in front of everyone.

Luo Xin'er slowly opened her eyes.

In the trance candle shadow, she saw Lin Xiuran's face clearly.

The face is not dirty and dirty, and the mouth is not salivating and salivating. Crooked, dumbfounded.

What a fool.

"Sure enough. ”

So, another tear fell.

"Resign yourself to your fate......"

Luo Xin'er mourned in her heart.

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