Chapter 165: Wedding (1)

Recently, people in the capital have been talking about one thing: the eldest son of the Duke of Chengguo and the youngest general in the court is finally going to get married.

The man he married was the one who had been engaged to him since childhood. All the noble ladies who had admired Prince Xiao finally gave up hope. Even Princess Huayang went to her nephew Zhu Hongyuan several times, hoping that there would be some room for change.

But what can we do?

Prince Xiao has been surrounded by a clean family for many years, but the marriage was arranged as soon as the young lady came to the capital.

So this is a match made in heaven.

The spring in Mingxiu Courtyard is beautiful. Shen Xinian has been working on it since his daughter moved in. From paving the roadbed, transplanting the scenery, and even trimming the courtyard, the father wants to do everything himself.

It was the time when the crabapple trees were in full bloom. After dinner, Chen Shuyao went for a walk in the yard with her maid. She saw her father supervising the craftsmen to plant some peonies that had been transplanted from elsewhere in the flower garden. She couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

She is going to marry into the Duke's Mansion tomorrow, but the man in front of her is still helping her decorate the garden.

When Chen Xinian saw her, he smiled and explained, "These are the best plants growing in Liangyi Hall. They will bloom in May."

Perhaps he also thought that his daughter was about to get married and he might not be able to see her, so he felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

Chen Shuyao looked at the man in front of her who she had just recognized as her father and laughed heartily, "Really? Then Yaoyao will come back to see him when the time comes."

Father Shen walked over to the well and washed his hands, then said seriously: "Even if you get married, this yard will be well kept for you. You can come back anytime you want."

There was a warm smile in his father's eyes, and Shen Shuyao knew that he was talking about more than just the yard.

"I know. Please take care of yourself in the future, Dad." She whispered.

Chen Xinian nodded, "Then I'll be leaving. You can go in after you have a look around!"

He quickly left the courtyard, but the newly planted peonies were still standing firmly in the flowerbed.

The newly-added soil and the remaining water droplets on the leaves from the recent watering made the branches and leaves look bright green.

Chen Shuyao stood there and watched for a while, then heard that Ruan had arrived.

At this moment, the lanterns in the courtyard were already lit. When Ruan saw her, she smiled and said, "Why are you still standing in the courtyard? Come in! I have something to tell you."

Chen Shuyao nodded and went into the house with Ruan.

Qiaowei hurriedly brewed tea and brought it over. Ruan handed her the dowry list and explained some rules of marriage before she awkwardly took out a booklet from her bosom.

Seeing the cover, Shen Shuyao couldn't help but twitch her forehead.

Ruan said in a low voice: "Take a closer look tonight. This is how it works to serve your husband. It may be a little painful at first, but bear with it and it will pass."

Chen Shuyao lowered her eyes and responded with a humming voice: "Yeah."

"Don't be too shy. If you really can't bear it, just beg him more..." After saying that, she stopped talking. Shen Shuyao looked up and saw that her mother's face was slightly red.

"Okay, I understand. Mother, go back! We have to get up early tomorrow." Chen Shuyao said quickly.

After Ruan left, she smiled faintly to herself.

This person looks even purer than her, how did he give birth to her and her brother?

Although Qiaowei and Huixiang are still unmarried girls, they know what is going on.

They were a little uncomfortable just now, but when they thought of the mother and daughter in front of them, who were calmer as listeners than as teachers, the two maids didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

At Duke Chengguo's Mansion, Xiao Mo came back a little early today.

He first went to Yan Yutang. The manager in charge of decorating the new house came forward to greet him as soon as he saw his master. However, after looking around, he just stood in front of the bed covered with a red wedding quilt for a few breaths before coming out.

Wuming saw that after they left, the manager was still standing in front of the hall with a confused look on his face, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

The master is scouting the battlefield environment for tomorrow in advance, so there is no need to be so nervous.

Then Xiao Mo went to Chunhui Hall again. Wang was still arranging tomorrow's banquet. Seeing her son's sullen face, she thought something was wrong, but Xiao Mo sat with her for a while without saying anything.

It was her mother who took the initiative to ask, "You just went to Yan Yu Hall, right? What do you think of the decoration? Is there anything you are not satisfied with?"

Xiao Mo said no.

Wang started talking about tomorrow's arrangements. The person opposite listened carefully but said very little.

After the prince left, Wang couldn't help but ask, "What did he come for? He came without asking, and he didn't even smile."

The housekeeper next to her thought for a moment and said, "Maybe she's a little nervous?"

nervous?

Wang often saw servants getting nervous in front of her, but she had never associated this word with her eldest son.

That little bastard has been very smart since he was young, and he has always been the only one who schemes against others.

He was also brave and resourceful on the battlefield, rarely causing him any worries.

Will he still be nervous?

As Wang was thinking about it, she suddenly smiled.

"Being nervous is good," she said.

Wuming looked at the prince in front of him, and saw that he walked to the fork in the road leading to Songhe Hall and turned back, so he could only continue to follow him silently.

But when he and Wuying arrived at the study in Mingzhe Hall, they saw the prince took out the erotic booklet he had bought in Huzhou that day, spread it out on the desk, and began to read it page by page.

The two of them turned their heads away instantly as if they knew some important secret.

That night, Chen Shuyao turned over twice on the bed in Mingxiu Courtyard and fell asleep. The next morning, when Nanny Zheng came to wake her up, she saw that her own girl had gotten up, but she had been standing there motionless for a long time.

"Girl! What's wrong? Quanfu will be here soon, so you can't stay in bed today." The old nanny couldn't help but call out.

Chen Shuyao shuddered and remembered what day it was.

Maybe it was because of the erotic booklet her mother gave her, but last night in her dream she was ordered to draw a hundred of them. She drew so much that her hands were almost broken. As a result...

As a result, when I looked up, I saw the nanny in front of me.

Chen Shuyao immediately collected her thoughts and said to her flatteringly: "I know, I know, this is my day, young lady."

Only then did the nanny smile with relief.

Chen Shuyao was helped to the inner room to take a bath. Milk and flower petals were put in the bath water. After washing once, she needed to change the water and then wash her whole body with clean water.

Qiao Wei followed Madam Zheng's instructions and added more milk today, so that after Chen Shuyao rinsed with clean water once, she still felt slippery. She was about to rinse again when she heard that the Quanfu people invited by the Shen Mansion had arrived.

Hui Xiang also advised: "It's because the milk has absorbed into the skin, which is good! Although the girl has fair and delicate skin, she still needs to take good care of it. She didn't have the conditions before, but she should get used to it later."

As for bathing with cow's milk, this practice started only after Shen Shuyao came to the Shen family. Ruan's farm raised several dairy cows, and all the milk they produced was consumed in this way.

Chen Shuyao felt like she was wasting a gift from God, but the maidservant beside her seemed to care more about her appearance than she did.