No matter how lively the scene was, it finally dispersed. With another ritual music, the guests began to slowly leave. The Han family carefully sent guests away. As for the elders from the East China Sea, Guan Shaohe Du Bingyue and others, they naturally had another arrangement.

At the wedding banquet tonight, several officials who were well-fried in such a warm atmosphere were drunk and helped to the sedan chair by their servants.

Over the past year, the court has been changing and nervous everywhere. Every minister is worried, afraid that he will become a victim of the court's political storm. Today, the two Korean and Fan families have been in a marriage with laughter and joy. The haze that has been accumulated in the hearts of officials has been relaxed a little tonight. It is reasonable to drink a few more drinks.

After the guests and friends had dispersed, Han Xuandao came to Han Mo, patted Han Mo's shoulder lightly, showing a rare smile: "Xiao Wu, now you will be a real adult from now on, and you must be more cautious in everything!"

Han Mo hurriedly said, "Don't worry, uncle, Xiao Wu must be careful in doing things!"

At this moment, the boss Han Cang walked over slowly and said lightly: "Xiao Wu, congratulations... You are better than me, the eldest brother, and our Han family will count on you in the future!"

He spoke coldly, not knowing whether it was a sarcasm or a truth, Han Mo just smiled faintly and said, "I will need my brother to teach you more in the future!"

"Everyone praises you for being young and promising, and you still need me, the elder brother, to teach you?" Han Cang smiled coldly, and then said respectfully to Han Xuandao: "Dad, I'm back to the camp..." He glanced at Han Mo, and without saying anything more, he walked away quickly.

Han Mo looked at Han Cang's back as he was leaving and frowned slightly.

Han Xuandao also frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Late at night, Han Mo finally returned to the yard of the new house. The door of the new house was closed, with the words "Happy" on both sides, and the room was even more red. He stood in front of the door and did not knock on the door for a moment. The room was quiet and silent.

After pondering for a while, Han Mo finally pushed the door gently, and a "creaking" sound rang out, and the door was just a vain. As soon as he pushed open the door, two people quickly walked up from the room and shouted together: "Son-in-law is back!"

One of these two people is a middle-aged woman under forty years old, full and round, and quite beautiful, while the other is a pretty little maid of fifteen or sixteen years old, smart and cute, both of whom are brought by Miss Fan’s room.

If a large family like these married daughters, they were worried that their daughter would not be familiar with anything there after they passed by, so they would pay for a maid. At the same time, there was a person who spoke, so that the lady would not be lonely. Another reason was that the lady had a confidant girl who could do something that was inconvenient for outsiders to interfere.

The two dowry chosen by the Fan family were called Huiniang, a very smart woman, and the maid was called Yun Qian. After all, it was a family who took action, and the servants who accompanied the Fan family naturally didn't just find two people.

When Hui Niang was in the Fan Mansion, she was one of the women in charge of the old lady. She was smart and capable, and could speak well. Although she was nearly forty years old, she was not bad in maintenance. She had a fine skin and tender flesh, plump and roundness, and her appearance was really good. It was precisely because Hui Niang had a strong ability that the old lady accompanied her to Miss Fan.

Miss Fan is the young mistress of the Han family after all. In such a huge family, she naturally needs effective characters to help her, and Hui Niang is such a role.

As for Yun Qian, she grew up with Miss Fan since childhood. She was like her sisters and was smart and clever, so she naturally had to accompany Miss Fan into the Han family without hesitation.

These two people are naturally the direct characters around Fan Xiaojia.

Seeing Han Mo pushing the door open, Hui Niang and Yun Qian hurriedly came forward, calling "son-in-law". The man had already knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Han Mo. They knew very well that when they stepped into the Han family, they would be closely tied with Miss Fan in the future. Miss Fan's backer in the Han family was naturally Han Mo. So in other words, their true backer in the Han family in the future, that is, the young son-in-law in front of them.

Han Mo smiled and said, "Get up, I'm not happy and kneeling down!"

Hui Niang got up with Yun Qian, said a few auspicious words, and Han Mo smiled and said, "I've been tired for a day, and you're tired too, go down and rest first!"

Yun Qian wanted to say something, but Hui Niang had already pulled Yun Qian's clothes, bowed, and said with a smile: "My son-in-law has been tired for a day, so rest soon!" She looked back at the bride, smiled, and then pulled Yun Qian out and brought her to the door.

At this time, only Han Mo and Miss Fan were left in the room.

Han Mo slowly walked to the table and did not immediately pick up the phoenix crown. He just sat down. There were two empty cups and a bottle of wine pot wrapped in red silk on the table.

He soon realized that this was probably for drinking Hehuan wine.

In addition, there was a stick wrapped in red silk on the table, and there was a hook at the front of the stick. There was no doubt that this rod was used to lift the phoenix crown and bead curtain.

The room was silent for a moment, and there were only the two red candles flowing on their own!

Han Mo stared at the bride sitting by the bed. The bride's two big red sleeves were placed together, but the sleeves were moved gently. It seemed that the two little hands were twisted together under the sleeves a little uneasy.

Is this your wife?

Han Mo only felt that the truth of the world was a bit ridiculous. The woman in front of him had never intertwined, had never met, and had never talked, but the sudden intertwining made the two life trajectories overlap.

As he thought in his heart, he felt disgusted with political marriage from the bottom of his heart, but this did not mean that she had an aversion to Miss Fan.

Miss Fan is nothing more than a tool in the rectification of marriage.

I always complain that I want to marry a woman who has never met without any feelings as my wife, but from the other side of Miss Fan, isn’t she also marrying a man who has never met without any feelings?

In any case, this woman is already the wife she married by a matchmaker. This is an irreversible fact. What she has to do is to love her wholeheartedly and let her understand that although it is a political marriage, she has not married the wrong man.

Just like their parents, they were also married politically, but now they respect each other and live a very happy life.

Han Mo finally stood up, picked up the picking rod, coughed deliberately, and then slowly walked to the bride. He did not immediately pick the bead curtain, but through the gap in the bead curtain, he once again saw the bride's big, watery eyes.

The beautiful big eyes were also looking at Han Mo with a little curiosity through the bead curtain. This time, they did not hide as much as before, but looked at Han Mo.

Time seemed to freeze, and the two of them just looked at each other, motionless.

If the other party was a man, Han Mo believed that he could repel the other party's eyes with the sharpness in his eyes, but when he looked at Miss Fan, the bride was not afraid.

It seems that I have seen Han Mo many times in the pearl curtain before, and I am no stranger to him, so Miss Fan is not afraid of Han Mo's eyes at all. Instead, Han Mo felt a little scared by her big watery eyes. Could it be that her new wife is a very brave girl?

Han Mo coughed twice again, and this time he finally poked out the pickup rod in his hand, lifting up the bead curtain on one side, revealing the bride's appearance.

The first feeling that this kind of face gave Han Mo was white.

Han Mo had seen many beauties, all of whom were as white as snow, but Miss Fan's skin seemed to be whiter than snow, dazzlingly white. Because of this, the two rouge reds on her face looked even brighter, like two red roses on the snow, red and white shining against each other, contrasting with each other.

And her facial features were carved by the best craftsman in the sky, carefully crafted without flaws. More importantly, the exquisite facial features were combined together, which was a kind of spiritual beauty.

Just like a crystal doll, it seemed that a slight touch would break her. Her big, watery eyes were extremely clear, her long eyelashes flashed slightly, and her soft and rosy lips were pursed, looking extremely cute.

She is like a little angel coming to heaven and earth!

Although Han Mo had seen many types of beauties, he was still a little stunned when he saw Miss Fan's appearance, as if he suddenly saw a wonderful work of art that had been lost for a long time.

He had long felt that Fan Yunao was elegant and handsome, and that he was a handsome man, and his mother-in-law, Mrs. Fan, was also extremely beautiful. Their daughter would never be much worse in appearance.

But at this time, I realized that my imagination was a little lacking after all. The beauty of my wife was really indescribable. What attracted her more was the cute but somewhat ignorant look on her face.

The cute crystal doll with a beautiful baby face blinked her beautiful big eyes and asked, "Are you...my husband?"

Han Mo was stunned, then smiled and nodded slightly: "Yes, I am your husband!"

"Then... can you do me a favor?" Miss Fan said pitifully: "Grandma said that the phoenix crown cannot be taken off by herself, but it is really heavy. My husband, can you help me take it off...!"

Han Mo looked at the innocent look in her eyes, held back her smile, nodded, put the pick in her hand aside, stretched out her hand, and took off the phoenix crown for Miss Fan with great care. It seemed that with a little force, the crystal doll would be about to break.

After the Fengguan was removed, Miss Fan's hair was revealed. She smiled naughtyly and said, "Thank you, my husband... I don't have to suffer this after finally!"

Han Mo put the phoenix crown on the table, then turned around and smiled gently, "Are you very tired?"

Miss Fan nodded vigorously and then said, "Then you are very tired too, aren't you? I think you are much busier than me today... Yes, my husband, can you go out first?"

Han Mo was stunned. There was no way the bride drove the groom out on the wedding night. She saw that Miss Fan’s face was flushed and she couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong?”

"I have something urgent!" Miss Fan said, "You go out first, I'll call you in immediately..."

"Do you want me to help you?"

Miss Fan's face turned even more flushed, and she waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no...you can't help..."

Han Mo couldn't figure out what Miss Fan was going to do for a moment. Seeing that Miss Fan showed an anxious look, she had no choice but to go out. Miss Fan even said, "My husband, you are guarding in front of the door, don't allow others to come in!"

Han Mo went out and brought it to the door. Although he didn't know what Miss Fan was going to do, he could only shake his head when he thought of her innocent and cute appearance. There was no doubt that the girl in the room would be the target of her focus in the future.

After waiting for a while, Han Mo was even more puzzled and asked, "Xiaoqian, what are you looking for? Tell me, I will help you find it!"

Miss Fan’s name is Fan Xiaoqian. Han Mo couldn’t stand the title of “Madam”, so he could only call him Xiaoqian.

Fan Xiaoqian did not answer, and the room rang for another moment. Finally, he heard the door behind him open "rattle". Han Mo turned around and saw Xiaoqian's snow-white face flushed and her expression was very unnatural.

"What's wrong?" Han Moqi said.

Xiao Qian bit her lip gently, with a look of shame on her face, looked at Han Mo, lowered her head, and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Honey, I...I can't find the toilet..."

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ps: I would like to ask everyone, can the person who is accompanying the room sleep? I really don’t understand...
Chapter completed!