Zhao Chuchu looked at her clothes again and again in the mirror, trying to make herself look more perfect, without even a single wrinkle on her wedding dress.

It’s a pity that it’s just a bronze mirror. It would be better if there was a modern bright full-length mirror.

Looking at the person in the bronze mirror, Zhao Chuchu took a deep breath and placed her hand on her chest, where her heart was beating uncontrollably.

She was getting married, the first and only time in her two lives, and the man she wanted to marry was her beloved.

She is so nervous!

Zhao Chuchu's palms were sweating because of nervousness. She looked at herself in the bronze mirror and felt stupid no matter how she looked at herself.

She warned herself not to show it in the bridal chamber at night, otherwise Yuan Ge'er would definitely laugh at her.

Just as Zhao Chuchu was cheering herself up and preparing herself mentally, a voice outside raised its head, "Sister Chu, the auspicious time has arrived. It's time to go and welcome the bride."

"Okay!" Zhao Chuchu was delighted and responded quickly, turning around to walk out. Unexpectedly, because she walked too fast and was too flustered, she almost tripped.

"Haha, our Miss Chu can't wait to marry her husband. Look how anxious she is."

Zhao Chuchu finally stood firm, and her face turned red when she heard the villagers' jokes. Well, how embarrassing, but she was still very happy. What should she do?

Forget it, it’s shameful that I can marry Yuan Ge’er.

During the Great Sheng Dynasty, women were superior to men. When getting married, women rode horses and men sat in sedan chairs, and they had to wear red veils.

Although it seemed a bit strange, Zhao Chuchu also followed the local customs.

Of course, in a small village, few people could afford a horse and a sedan chair, let alone wear a newly made wedding dress and set up such a long banquet.

But Zhao Chuchu didn't want to let Yuan Ge'er down, so she prepared everything she needed to.

Outside the Zhang family's house, Zhao Chuchu watched Yuan Ge'er, who was wearing a red wedding dress and a red veil, get into the sedan chair, and she immediately jumped on the horse.

The Zhao family is not far away from the Zhao family.

Along the way, the sound of firecrackers rose and fell, and the atmosphere was lively and festive everywhere.

Not far away, there was a group of people hiding.

"Boss, are we here to grab the bride?"

The leader was dark and fat, with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. When he heard what my little sister said, he was so scared that he almost choked. He spat out the grass in his mouth and kicked him. "Get out of here, you bastard! You dare to steal Zhao Chuchu's kiss? You are tired of living. If you want to die, don't drag me into it."

The person who was cursing was Lin Dacui.

She heard that today was the day that Zhao Chuchu married Zhang Xiuyuan, and she came here by accident, but she didn't dare to get close, for fear of being discovered by Zhao Chuchu, and for fear of being beaten, she hid here and took a sneak peek.

Seeing Zhao Chuchu's smug look on her face, Lin Dacui grimaced with jealousy.

It was obvious that she was the one who fell in love with Zhang Xiuyuan first, but that bastard Zhao Chuchu succeeded. Bah, shameless, she just used her pretty face to seduce the guy.

It's just fifty taels of silver, she can also... Well, she can't, let alone fifty taels, she doesn't even have five taels.

Thinking of this, Lin Dacui's face twisted a little more.

Retracting her gaze, Lin Dacui stood up and walked out.

"Boss, where are you going?" Her subordinates hurriedly followed her.

"I have decided to go to the provincial capital to work and do business. I want to make money, a lot of money. Then I will come to Zhaojia Village in glory and take Yuan back." Lin Dacui clenched her fists, and her eyes burned with ambition, like flames.