Chapter 47: The Great Wedding

Today is the wedding day of Princess Showa and Chu Fuyan, and the streets of the entire capital are lively, and thousands of people are empty, they want to see the elegance of the royal family.

Lu Zhao got up early in the morning to bathe and comb her sideburns, and the grandmother in the palace reminded her of the etiquette of the wedding while tidying up her makeup.

Lu Zhao was very sleepy at this time, and listening to his grandmother's chatter, he was very irritable, so he said loudly: "I understand what you said, let me take a nap first." ”

"Never. Mama was a little unhappy, "Today is an important day, how can you be so casual?"

Lu Zhao couldn't refute her, so he had to listen to her babble.

Soon it was auspicious, and Lu Zhao had already dressed up and was just waiting for the wedding team.

"The princess is already waiting outside, please get into the sedan chair—" the father-in-law howled in the palace.

Lu Zhaoliu's eyebrows are golden, his eyes are clever and smiling, his face is like condensed fat, his lips are red and his skin is white, and his cheeks are red. She was dressed in a red phoenix-patterned style, a royal blue open skirt with a hundred flowers, a gold-crowned tassel hat on her head, her hands on her chest, two steps, and slowly walked forward.

She was accompanied by a hundred maids and eunuchs in front of her, so she walked in front of the proud son step by step, was helped by the old lady to sit down, and after sitting upright, she followed the wedding team brought by Chu Fuyan to the Chu Mansion.

Chu Fuyan has a lot of feelings, the last time he got married, Lin Qingwan was wearing a phoenix crown and xia cloak, beautiful as a fairy, especially the glimpse of the shock, which made Chu Fuyan fall into it.

And now he is married again, and his wife is alone at home, but he is here to receive the blessings of the people. Chu Fuyan's face became more and more cold.

"Chu Mansion has arrived—"

Chu Fuyan got off the horse and walked to Lu Zhao's arrogant son, and after she was arrogant, they all took the red silk.

Lu Zhao felt like a mountain of gold was on her head, so heavy that it was about to overwhelm her head.

"The princess straddles the brazier—"

While Lu Zhao stepped over the brazier, she heard the grandmothers say in her ear, "The princess crosses the brazier, and the coming day will be prosperous and prosperous." ”

When they reached the hall, there were children following them, sprinkling longan lotus seeds and other things on them, while singing a song in the back: "Longan longan, reunion, reunion! Lotus seeds, lotus seeds, Guanyin sends children! Red dates and red dates, early birth of noble sons......

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After several tosses, Lu Zhao and Chu Fuyan finally stood under the high hall, ready to perform the three bows.

"Worship heaven and earth—"

Chu Fuyan and Lu Zhao turned around together and bowed to the heaven and earth outside the door, and the surrounding guests all clapped their hands.

"The Second Worship Hall—"

The person sitting under the high hall is the current saint, and now Chu Fuyan has become a concubine, and his father has also received the same treatment as the national prince.

"Husband and wife worship each other—"

This marriage contract, which seemed to be very beneficial to the Chu family, in Chu Fuyan's view, became his debt to his wife Lin Qingjuan.

"Send it to the cave room—"

Mama hurriedly sent Lu Zhao into the cave room, and then told her: "The princess should wait here, and the old slave will retire first." ”

The princess's wedding, for the sake of royal face, so the talk of the haunted cave room was omitted, and the etiquette of the haunted hole room had just been completed in the lobby. Therefore, Lu Zhao just needs to wait here quietly.

Lu Zhao looked at the candles lit up leisurely on the table, and the desserts under the swaying lights looked particularly attractive. She eagerly picked up a piece of pastry and swallowed it......

However, Chu Fuyan in the hall was busy dealing with the guests, and he couldn't get out of it for a while. What he is thinking about now is still Lin Qingwan, but today is probably not suitable to meet her.

Lin Qingwan sat on the edge of the pool in the small courtyard, watching the fish swimming in the water, and the sound of gongs and drums and firecrackers lingering in her ears, which shocked her heart, and she always felt that something was missing.

She ate in the house as usual, and the people of the mansion were busy, and she was as idle as ever. Tongque also had nothing to do, just looked at Lin Qingwan blankly, and there was a match for talking.

"Madam, you said that after Lu Zhao marries in......" Before Tongque's words were finished, Lin Qingwan heard these words, so he immediately stood up and returned to the bedroom with some unhappiness.

"Madam......" Tongque sighed helplessly, and now even Lu Zhao couldn't mention it. Tongque is really worried about Lin Qingjuan's status, so he is afraid that Lu Zhaosheng will take away his favor.

But Lin Qingwan felt that Chu Fuyan had promised that day, so she was not worried about it.

"By the way, what's going on with the Tongque?" Lin Qingwan suddenly poked his head out.

"The maid has been kicked out of the house. Tongque walked up to Lin Qingwan and said.

"That's right. Lin Qingwan nodded, she thought for a while, "But Chu Fuyan knows?"

"Yes. The bronze finch bowed slightly.

"Come down. Lin Qingwan lowered his eyebrows and said, and suddenly took the hand of the copper sparrow, "The copper sparrow, you may go and find some pastries?" I'm a little hungry." ”

"What pastry?" the bronze sparrow tilted his head.

"Just those osmanthus lotus seed cakes, if only I could get some red red bean longevity cakes. Lin Qingwan sighed softly, "I remember that when I got married before, the plate in the room was this cake, which melted in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, but unfortunately it was a tribute to the wedding room, but I couldn't eat it at ordinary times." ”

"Don't worry, madam, if you want to eat, I'll just go and get it. The bronze finch smiled, "Madame, take a break, the bronze finch will come later!"

"Okay, then I'll read the book first. Lin Qingwan was rarely happy, she had really been thinking about the cake for a long time, and she couldn't eat it.

The bronze finch brought the basket of pastries from the house and walked towards the large kitchen with broken steps.

Chu Fuyan easily escaped from the banquet, he couldn't get rid of the smell of alcohol, so he wanted to walk around, but he met Lin Qingjuan's personal maid halfway. Chu Fuyan saw that she was carrying a basket of pastries, and was a little strange, so he stopped her.

"What are you doing here?" asked Chu Fuyan hesitantly.

When Tongque saw that it was Chu Fuyan, he hurriedly saluted and said, "Tongque has seen ......."

"Okay, don't salute, what are you doing here?" Chu Fuyan pointed to the basket in Tongque's hand.

"Madame wants to eat osmanthus lotus seed cake and red red bean longevity cake. "So I'll go get it." ”

"Red red bean longevity cake?" Chu Fuyan frowned, "She likes to eat this?"

"No, Mrs. said that she couldn't eat it on weekdays, and she wanted to eat it again this time. The bronze-finch replied.

"Wanwan... How is she?" Chu Fuyan looked at the bronze sparrow with some concern.

"Madame, she ......" Tongque hesitated a little, not knowing whether to tell Chu Fuyan about Madame's emotions.

"You say. Chu Fuyan was a little anxious, "How is she?"

"Madam, she seems to be a little unhappy, and she doesn't like to talk much anymore, when she heard the words Lu Zhao, she shook her head and left......" Tongque's voice became smaller and smaller, and she didn't know whether she should say these words or not.

"Wanwan..."Chu Fuyan whispered Lin Qingwan's name, and his heart ached slightly. Although he had promised her that day, it might not be able to offset the uneasiness in her heart at this time.

A thought arose in Chu Fuyan's heart.

The sun slowly set, taking back the last rays of afterglow. Chu Fuyan sent the guests out of the house, and then staggered to Lin Qingwan, and then was pulled back to the cave room by the accompanying servant.

The red silk lamp was warm and swaying, Chu Fuyan pushed the door and entered, and found that Lu Zhao had fallen asleep early, looking like he had fallen asleep unintentionally, and the hairpin was still completely worn on his head, and his clothes looked a little messy because of his improper sleeping position.

Chu Fuyan hurriedly exited the cave room and called the maid to straighten Lu Zhao's clothes. He sat alone in the pavilion under the Yuntai Garden, looking at Lin Qingwan's Qingju in a daze.

I don't know if she slept.

Chu Fuyan thought about Lin Qingwan, and Lin Qingwan also thought about Chu Fuyan.

"Ma'am, why don't you sleep yet?" said the bronze finch carefully shutting the door.

Lin Qingwan stared at himself in the mirror in a daze, and did not respond. Since Lu Zhao entered the mansion in the afternoon, her heart has been panicked, but now that it is night, her thoughts are getting more and more.

She was worried about Chu Fuyan, she didn't know what he was doing now, but she didn't dare to think deeply. What is there to think about when the cave room spends candle nights?

Lin Qingjuan felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and her face was not very good-looking, and when Tongque saw her so silent, she said with great distress: "Madam, you just go to bed early, don't think about it anymore." ”

"I know. Lin Qingwan lowered her eyes, and she actually felt a little moist in her eyes. She smiled self-deprecatingly, when she had become so cowardly and uneasy.

"Madame......" The bronze finch obviously also saw the tears in her eyes, which flashed through the candlelight, and looked a little desolate.

Lin Qingwan sighed, slowly got up and walked to the bedside, it is better to go to bed early, so as not to be bound by emotions.

"I'll go to sleep first. Lin Qingwan said softly, "You can go back too, you don't have to keep vigil tonight." ”

Tongque didn't respond, and after changing Lin Qingwan's clothes, he put out the lights and candles and left.

Lin Qingwan was lying on the bed, looking at the moonlight leaking through the window, and there was an indescribable loneliness spreading. Lin Qingwan turned over and over, and her mind was full of reflections of Chu Fuyan's appearance when he promised her that day.

Will she really be Chu Fuyan's only wife?

The night was getting deeper, and the moonlight was getting thicker and thicker, but Lin Qingwan couldn't sleep, so he simply got up and sat down at the table. She thought about what to paint, expressed the emotions in her heart, and picked up the pen, but stayed for a long time.

"Chu Fuyan. "Lin Qingwan wrote down the name one by one," Chu Fuyan ......," she muttered softly.

Stroke after stroke.

Lin Qingwan didn't know how many Chu Fuyan she had written, she just felt that she was in a much better mood when she wrote it like this. As the night sank, she felt a little tired at this time, and a wave of sleepiness hit her, and she unconsciously lay on the table.

Lin Qingwan was half-asleep and half-awake, and saw a familiar figure in a trance. She subconsciously pinched the rice paper under her hand and said softly: "Chu Fuyan ......"