Xie Yun, who relied on her spatial ability to live a comfortable, "idle fish" life in modern times, suddenly transmigrated one day. She found herself in the 1960s, an era of hunger and scar...
Qin Minghao came over very early, and everyone laughed and said that they could see that the groom was really anxious.
At this time, the girls in the room also became active.
"Go and see if there's anyone guarding the door outside."
"I just came back from outside, and the young masters of the Duke's Mansion have all gone out."
"It seems that today's groom will take some time to come over."
Not long after, a poem urging her to get ready was sent in. Xie Yun didn't expect there would be this step.
Xie Yun laughed as soon as she saw the makeup-urging poem in her hand. This person...
She should be in her boudoir in her heavy attire, like a spring flower battling the morning breeze. Just imagine a young peach by a green pond, how can its beauty compare to that of bronze.
The meaning is that I have put on my makeup and am waiting in my boudoir, as if competing with the beauty of spring. How can the peach blossoms reflected in the emerald water compare to your beauty reflected in the bronze mirror? (From Baidu)
Everyone tilted their heads to look, and then laughed after seeing it. This was the groom praising the bride for her good looks.
Xie Yun put away the poem urging her to get ready, after all, she could keep it for later reading.
After a while, another poem urging her to get ready was delivered to Xie Yun.
Rumor has it that you should adjust your rouge under the candlelight and not act promiscuously in front of the mirror.
There is no need to put on too much makeup on your face, just leave your eyebrows ready for painting.
"It seems the groom is anxious."
"you do not say"
Everyone was joking around Xie Yun, and Xie Yun also smiled with her lips pursed.
At this time, people outside were heard shouting for the bride to come out. My aunt quickly covered Xie Yun with a red veil and put an apple in her hand.
Xie Yun was led into the hall, where the Duke and his wife were sitting upstairs.
Xie Yun knelt and bowed to the two of them, bidding farewell to her parents. Qin Minghao didn't need to do that. He was a prince. Who else would dare to make him kneel except the emperor and the queen mother? Not even the current queen would dare.
After getting up, I saw Xie Yun's brother coming over. He needed to be carried out by his brother.
Qin Minghao didn't give Xie Yun's brother a chance. Seeing that everything was done, he bowed to the Duke, then went over and picked up Xie Yun and went out.
Humph, you still want to carry his wife on your back? No way, not even if he is your own brother.
Xie Yun didn't know what to say or how to move. She knew why, but the corners of her mouth twitched under the veil.
The prince of the Duke's Mansion was stunned. How could this not be in accordance with the routine?
When they arrived at the sedan chair, the curtain had already been lifted by the matchmaker who came running over panting.
The bridesmaid is also tired. This is the first time she has run like this. She is sweating. The groom must be so anxious.
Qin Minghao carefully put the bride in, closed the curtains of the sedan chair, and then got on his tall horse.
So the huge team started to set off. Qin Minghao walked around two streets and went back, walking neither fast nor slow along the way.
The team cannot move too fast, otherwise the people carrying the dowry will not be able to keep up; nor can it move too slowly, otherwise the auspicious time will be missed.
There were people on both sides of the road. Everyone came out to watch the excitement. Even the shops on both sides of the road were full of people.
Xie Yun couldn't see the scenery outside, but she could hear the sounds, so she felt that there should be a lot of people.
These people all came to see their sick prince, and to see how much dowry there was. After all, because the betrothal gifts were too high, the censors impeached him, and the princes also submitted memorials.
This is such a large amount of betrothal gifts, let's see how much dowry there can be.
When the people carrying the dowry came over, everyone felt it was novel. After all, it was the first time they saw such a dowry box. Others had only one layer, but hers had three layers.
There were also quite a few people counting there, trying to figure out how many were being carried, and some were discussing it on the side.
"I think the dowry can't be too much. Otherwise, how can there be so many things? Even if there are, who would be willing to pay such a large amount of dowry? After all, once the daughter gets married, she belongs to someone else's family."
"I don't think it can be less. Look at it, there are already three layers. If there is less, wouldn't it mean even less to lift?"
They were discussing here, but no one could convince anyone else.
"Wow! We've already lifted 150, and there's still more."
"It's three layers high. How much dowry would that be?"
"If I had known there would be such a large dowry, I would have gone to find a matchmaker."
"Just forget it now. With your condition, you'll be kicked out of the Duke's Mansion even if you come here."
"Don't talk about me, the same goes for you."
When they arrived at the gate of the palace, the sedan chair landed.
First comes the kicking of the sedan door, where the groom has to kick it hard.
In addition, the idea of having many children and more blessings was very common in this dynasty.
Kicking the sedan door is also considered a ritual to pray for fertility and good fortune. By kicking the sedan door, the groom hopes that the bride will give birth to healthy offspring and continue the family line.
Qin Minghao kicked the door of the sedan lightly. Before the bridesmaid could react, he had already lifted the curtain and reached out to carry Xie Yun out again.
She walked straight in. The matchmaker was still holding the red silk that the bride and groom were holding. Before she could hand it over, she saw the groom picking up the bride and leaving.
Gone...
Xie Yun didn't have to worry at all, she just had to wait for the wedding ceremony.
Everyone who saw this had an expression of disbelief. Wasn't Prince Jing ill? How come he didn't seem ill even when he was holding the bride? Could it be that Prince Jing's illness had healed?
When thinking of this possibility, some people have already started thinking about which girl in their family to send over.
Qin Minghao carried Xie Yun to the main hall, where they would get married. The emperor was already sitting at the top.
After the two of them finished their wedding ceremony, Qin Minghao carried Xie Yun to the bridal chamber.
The emperor couldn't bear to watch his son like that and turned his head away and ignored him.
When they arrived at the bridal chamber, the veil was about to be lifted. Many royal relatives, as well as young men from officials and noble families, came along to join in the fun.
They all wanted to see what the bride looked like, so they squeezed here and refused to leave.
Qin Minghao held the scale carefully and lifted the veil bit by bit with excitement.
When Xie Yun's full appearance was revealed, the room suddenly became unusually quiet.
Everyone was stunned. Her original body was already pretty, and after she came here, she went to the space to soak in the hot springs every day, so she is even prettier now.
Qin Minghao was also fascinated. Although his wife was so beautiful in his previous life, he could still be fascinated by her now.
When he reacted, there was no sound in the room. Seeing everyone's expressions, he felt uncomfortable.