Marriage is the most important moment in a woman's life, and it is even more important than having hairpins and having children.

Two girls were married early in the morning in the Chen Mansion. Before dawn, they came to welcome the bride. The ceremony was grand. Those who didn't know thought they had married some noble families. In fact, one of them married a court official, but the other was only a low-ranking doctor.

As the host, the bride has a complicated mind, and the onlookers and guests are even more complicated. Only the Shen family feels wronged, which is not what they want. If someone is not pushing her behind, they really want to be as low-key as they can.

The bride dressed in a big red wedding dress was helped out of the mansion by the matchmaker and the maid. One of them was in a hurry, nervous and shy, while the other was stiff step by step, as if she was being carried into the sedan chair by the matchmaker beside her with a big waist.

Two tall horses tied with wedding silk stood side by side, one of the grooms was tall and handsome, the other was thin and ordinary. The only thing they were the same was that the expressions on their faces looked unnatural.

The dignified court official actually married a commoner on the same day, and the horse heads were still in parallel, which was simply a joke.

Chen Biyue saw the scene outside through the wide open main door. She accidentally met Zhu Zhao's stagnant pool of water and exuded a faint melancholy look. She shook a cold look and then looked away.

Meng Shu was watching the fun. Seeing that the sedan chair was being carried away, she was not interested in following her and secretly knocked on the door of Chen Mansion. The Shen family was very busy today. When the doorman saw Meng Shu, he knew that she was here to find Chen Biyue, so he let her in without reporting.

Meng Shu blinked: "..." Hey, it was indeed a happy day, so easy to talk to?

The servants came and went in a hurry, and she didn't care if no one led her way. She walked several times and was very familiar with her here. Sure enough, she didn't go far and saw Chen Biyue's figure.

"Little cousin." She jumped to Chen Biyue and winked at her, "Congratulations, since I heard about your marriage, I have been looking for you. Unfortunately, my grandfather and the others didn't allow me, so I can only let me find you secretly today."

After getting engaged with the Prince Yu Mansion, the relationship with the Shen Meng Mansion had to be cut off. Meng Lian could see clearly that on the second night of his marriage, he asked someone to give her a piece of Hehuan cloth in the name of the embroidery workshop. The cloth was naturally made of good silk thread and named Hehuan, which means the love and loyalty of the couple. He did not even dare to give out the things to congratulate on the surface, and it would be very taboo.

Chen Biyue thought for a while and said, "Cousin, I am already the Princess Yu appointed by His Majesty. My words and deeds are in the eyes of others. You must be more cautious in your words and actions. You cannot go out with your cousin as usual."

Meng Shu had thought of this for a long time, and she felt a little sad when she heard her say it clearly, "It's really boring."

Jiang Dong has been depressed these days and can't even scream, but she can't complain about this in front of Shen Biyue. She thought with her toes that she knew who Jiang Dong was for. She had trouble, and now she became even more melancholy.

"My cousin will also get married in the future. When my aunt chooses a husband for her cousin, I'm afraid my cousin will not have the heart to come to me again."

Meng Shu obviously didn't have the intention of a girl Huaichun. She didn't feel blushed when she heard this, but just said with resentment: "What's the best thing about getting married? Besides, you see, there is no choice in this Yong'an city that can compare to your Highness."

Chen Biyue really thought about it for her and listed several candidates, and Wen Ya was the first to bear the brunt.

"That won't work. Haven't you heard of my little cousin? Lord Wen seems to have fallen in love with the girls in your mansion."

“…Chen Bici?”

Meng Shu was very surprised: "So you know, I thought you didn't know, but forget it, I won't steal other people's men. Besides, I'm so literary and well-read about poetry and books. I will definitely have nothing to say when I'm with me in the future."

The descendants of the Qin family are all excellent, but unfortunately the four tribes cannot marry each other, especially after the incident between Meng Ru and Chen Zhi, no one dared to think about this anymore. Chen Biyue listed several other people, which happened to coincide with what Mrs. Meng said.

Meng Shu was full of resentment, "Is there no man in this Yong'an City? These are the ones back and forth. Can't I go out to find them? The world is so big, I'm not a fool, I have to be trapped here obediently."

If Meng Shu was told to leave, it would be difficult. Chen Biyue suddenly thought of someone again, "Why would Hang Shuo?" But he seems to be a few years older than His Highness Yu."

Meng Shu quickly shook her head and waved her hand, "That's not possible. Lord Hang, I know that according to the girls in Yong'an City, that man can be viewed from afar and not played with. Don't look at him as beautiful as he is, he is upright and serious. He is not as funny as other young men. He deals with prisoners all day long, and his eyes are sharp knives that he has practiced. Looking at him, he will kill people."

"That's a pity. I think Shangshu Hang is good. Even if he is not funny enough, he has no fun and is immersed in the case all day long so that he won't have the time to have fun. My cousin doesn't like it and can't force it."

“That’s.”

***

The wedding banquet in Zhu's mansion was eaten until the second half of the night. Zhu Zhao was filled with too much wine, although most of it was his own initiative to respect others.

He stumbled back to the wedding room. The two dragon and phoenix candles inside were halfway through. The bride sat at the head of the bed, with her head facing the red veil bit by bit, as if she was dozing off. Her wedding dress was dazzlingly red, which made him suddenly feel a lot of unwillingness in his heart.

He took the scale and drove all the maids who were serving him out. Then he slammed the door and woke up the sleepy bride with a loud bang. She stirred her fingers nervously. After waiting for so long, she finally waited for the husband to lift the veil.

Zhu Zhao stood beside her and looked quietly at the red veil. The girl under the veil will never be the one he likes in his heart.

Chen Bishuang smelled a strong smell of alcohol lingering around her. She didn't know what Zhu Zhao was doing for so long. Could it be that she was watching her?

She became more and more nervous. Before leaving, the nanny taught her many things that she needed to pay attention to when serving her husband on the wedding night, but at this moment, her mind was blank and she could not remember anything.

A scale reached under the veil and slowly lifted it up. She also slowly raised her face and saw the groom with a blurred face as the candlelight swayed. That was her chosen husband.

Zhu Zhao paused and then completely lifted the veil.

There was no one in the room, the red candle was still lit, and two glasses of wine were placed on the table. She knew it was a glass of wine, but Zhu Zhao just looked at her, motionless, like a stiff wood.

"Zhu Lang, I finally married you as I wish." She was stared at her. Even though Chen Bi's thick and delicate makeup was too thick and delicate, she could not hide the shyness on her face. She lowered her head a little embarrassedly, with her long eyelashes slightly hanging, and she felt pitiful like a little woman.

"You shouldn't be the one who married me," said Zhu Zhao.

Chen Bi's expression froze.

"We have already had skin-loving relationships." Zhu Zhao pulled her up suddenly, lifted the big red brocade quilt on the bed, revealing a snow-white handkerchief. It was used to collect women's first red color. They would prepare the wedding room, but Zhu Zhao picked it to the ground without any mercy.

"It's better not to have this kind of thing."

This development was unexpected by Chen Bishuang. She stared at the veil in a daze, her face pale, "Husband, what do you mean?"

Zhu Zhao didn't say anything, but just let go of her and strode out, as if his task tonight was just to lift her veil, rather than being a groom.

Chen Bishuang suddenly panicked, and she hurriedly chased and hugged Zhu Zhao's arm, "Husband, we haven't had a drink yet. Tonight is our wedding night."

Zhu Zhao spread her hand hard.

Chen Bishuang held tightly, his nails sank deep into his clothes, and he begged, "Husband, you have drunk so much wine tonight. You will have a headache when you go out to blow the wind, and your in-laws will also worry. Just stay and let me serve you. It doesn't matter if you don't want to drink a glass of wine, stay."

"Chen Bishuang, what you plotted against me in the past, what you wanted today is what you wish for. What else do you want to do?"

"Zhu Lang, I just want to be your wife. Is there any mistake in this? You obviously liked me so much before. If someone hadn't been in a thrust, they wouldn't be like this now." Chen Bishuang was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Zhu Zhao sighed lightly, "Shuang'er, I hate being plotted the most in my life. This is the first day we have become a couple. Don't force me to do it."

His tone was so tough that Chen Bishuang suddenly stunned, and he could only watch him leave.

The door was carefully covered, and Chen Bi's legs became weak and she sat on the ground, tears rushing out, but she didn't even have the strength to cry, and could only look at the dazzling red inside the room, as if she was laughing at her for not being able to keep her newlywed husband.

She didn't expect that the bride who was abandoned on the wedding night will face in her husband's family in the future. The only thing that was imprinted in her mind was Zhu Zhao Jue's departure.

Both of them were brides, Chen Bihuan was not well off.

Compared to Zhu Zhao, Doctor Fan was much more rude. He crashed into the new house drunk and saw the bride sitting by the bed, with an old lady and two maids standing next to it.

He was drunk and shouted with dissatisfaction: "Isn't this my wedding night? What are you still doing here?"

The woman smiled on her face, "I'm just waiting for Mr. Fan to come. The bride has been waiting for a long time. She has to lift the veil and drink a glass of wine to get a bridal chamber."
Chapter completed!