Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Wedding
Before parting, He Anting pulled her into his arms and carefully stroked her abdomen with his hand. The warm and hot breath made her feel safe.
"Almost three months?"
Jing Yao nodded, feeling as if they had been together for a long time. It seemed that he really cared about this child. "Sir, why didn't you get married before?"
He Anting said calmly, "Busy."
Jing Yao let out an "oh" and suddenly thought that if it weren't for her, He Anting might really marry Xue Ningzhen. They were a perfect match, both talented and beautiful, and their family backgrounds were perfect. Thinking of this, she felt a little embarrassed and felt that she was a burden to him.
Will He Anting marry a concubine in the future? He will definitely take a concubine. After all, he is in a high position and it would be unreasonable not to take a concubine.
Jing Yao didn't feel particularly bad. She was more grateful and worried about the heavy burden she had to bear.
The mother and daughter lived in this house. It must be said that after leaving the Jing Mansion, He's complexion improved a lot, and there were a lot more laughter and joy in the yard.
But since Jing Yao is engaged, she has to learn some rules and regulations. In the past, He was too weak to be taught. In the past six months, Jing Yao's private money has been used to support her health. He is now in much better spirits than before.
"Sit up straight, don't slump over the table. Don't flip through the ledger too quickly or it will appear you're in a hurry. Be calm and composed."
He was drinking tea and staring at Jing Yao.
"When I was young, I was even more outgoing than you. Although your grandmother disliked your father when we were getting married, she came from a family of scholars and taught me everything she could. I don't ask you to be too polite, but I just ask you not to go to the He Mansion and get criticized by the county lady."
Jing Yao was confused. She couldn't understand the words. They crawled into her brain like bugs.
"Master He said that there is no rush to learn now, and it is okay to learn after getting married." She glanced at He with grievance.
He was hard-hearted and unmoved: "Master He was just being polite to you, and you really believed it."
At this time, Nanny Yu entered the room and said, "Madam, Miss, Jing Xunyuan is outside and wants to see you. He said he has something to discuss. He probably wants you to come back."
He's face turned cold: "No, if it's not a divorce, there's no need to let him in."
"yes."
Nanny Yu went out to send someone away.
Qing Wu stood guard at the door and said to Jing Xunyuan, "Master Jing, if you voluntarily divorce and compensate Madam He's dowry, we can still meet in the future. If you don't want to, the Lord has plenty of ways to force you to divorce, but how much you can keep is up to the Lord."
Jing Xunyuan's legs trembled and cold sweat broke out on his back. He gritted his teeth and thought that his future and Zu Ge'er's future were more important, so he should not cause a quarrel.
Our bodies and hair are given by our parents, so we dare not ignore this little girl.
"Divorce, of course. Since it's for Sister Yao'er's own good, then as a father, I naturally agree. I'm here to discuss this matter today."
Qing Wu explained this to Madam Yu, who had come out to chase the others away, with great satisfaction. Madam Yu was naturally very happy: "Then please come in, sir."
Jing Xunyuan was invited into the house. He looked around with contempt, thinking it was a house with seven courtyards, but it was nothing special.
Nanny Yu explained his purpose to He again, and He nodded: "Then just write it down."
Qingwu placed the divorce papers in place and gestured with his hand.
Jing Xunyuan signed his name and stamped his handprint. He took out the dowry list and said, "You've almost squandered all my dowry over the years. Let's part ways amicably. I'll give you three days to return the dowry to me."
Jing Xunyuan took a look and his eyes widened: "So many?"
The He family's ancestors were generals. Although they were not great generals, they had some family background. When He's father was alive, he was a military commander and guarded the northwest. Unfortunately, his father died in a battle, and his mother followed him.
If Jing Xun had not gone to the northwest for business and had not bewitched the young girl, she would not have married into the capital.
Jing Xunyuan felt a pang of pain, but he was afraid of Qing Wu's tyranny and said, "Why not give us some more time?"
Qing Wu: "Three days is not too short. I can come directly to your house."
"No, no, I'll just bring it over."
After sending them off, He took the divorce agreement and breathed a sigh of relief: "In the future, I will have the dignity to return to the northwest to pay my respects to your grandparents' graves."
Three days later, Jing Xunyuan indeed sent back all the dowry. After Qing Wu counted them and confirmed that they were correct, he nodded.
The Cui mother and daughter had already vomited to death at home, gnashing their teeth in hatred, and their chests were filled with depression.
That day, He bought the house and replaced the plaque with "He Mansion".
The matchmaker also came to the house that day and officially started the process of three books and six ceremonies. Time was tight, but the process could not be skipped, so the matchmaker was very busy.
Before the embroiderer came to measure the wedding dress, He was sweating, and she kept pulling Jing Yao to look at her waist. Yu Ma Ma comforted her, "This old servant thinks she is no different from when she was not pregnant. Madam, don't worry too much. Besides, the girl eats a lot, so no one would imagine that she is plump."
That's right. He looked at her daughter's slightly round cheeks, which did not detract from her color but made her more charming.
"Besides, it's only been more than two months, it's not noticeable." He was relieved after hearing that.
When the embroiderer came to measure the size, she was curious about what the future wife of the Grand Councilor would look like.
He welcomed the person in. As soon as she entered the room, she saw a girl with a bright, plump and charming face. She smiled with curved eyebrows and looked very cute. The embroiderer was surprised for a moment, thinking that the old man was also unable to resist the temptation of beautiful women.
She uttered a few flattering words and began to measure.
He was watching from the side, feeling nervous.
When the embroiderer measured Aoran, she was stunned for a moment. This girl's figure was different from that of ordinary girls.
She jokingly said, "Madam, you have raised your daughter differently from ordinary women."
Mrs. He was also a little embarrassed: "My daughter has been picky since she was young. Blame me for spoiling her."
Jing Yao was sensitive and bent her waist unconsciously when she heard this.
Perhaps the embroiderer thought she was fat, so when she measured her waist, it was thicker than that of an average woman, but she didn't say much.
After the embroiderer left, He was relieved and ignored her daughter's melancholy.
After leaving, the embroiderer did not return to the embroidery workshop, but went directly to He's house.
"Sir, this is the size you want." She obediently presented what He Anting wanted, secretly complaining in her heart. This was the first time she saw her fiancé asking for his fiancée's body size before they even got married. It must be because he cherished her so much that he wanted to know every detail about the other person.
Moreover, Lord He’s wife is much younger than he looks. How will she be able to withstand the hardship in the future?
The embroiderer withdrew her gaze from his sturdy figure.
"Yes, Qingwu." He Anting gave a wink, and Qingwu gave the embroiderer a tip and sent her out.
He Anting directly called the housekeeper in the mansion and asked her to start cutting clothes and jewelry for the future wife.
"Brother." He Qingxuan looked at him in shock. "How did brother get involved in the affairs of the inner courtyard?"
"Buy something for your future sister-in-law." He said it lightly, noticing that her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just finished crying.
He Qingxuan felt upset after hearing this. The woman whom she once looked down upon and wanted to chop into pieces had become her future sister-in-law. She could not blame her brother, nor could she be angry with her husband, so she could only blame all her resentment on Jing Yao.
"Why her? I don't like her, and Mother also resents her. She's not worthy of being Big Brother's wife."
He Anting's face turned cold. "It's not up to you whether you like it or not. Marrying a wife is my business. You don't like her just because she became Ye Yunzheng's concubine. You think she seduced Ye Yunzheng away, but didn't you go to great lengths to trick her into becoming a concubine?"
"Ah's son, all of this is Ye Yunzheng's fault. He was the one who hid his illness from you, causing you to bear the stigma for so many years in vain. And then you fell in love with someone else. It's his fault, and it has nothing to do with Jing Yao. Divorce him."
He Qingxuan burst into tears when she heard this: "I won't divorce you, brother. I won't divorce you."
Those who are surnamed He are all stubborn in their bones and will never look back once they have made up their minds.
"The emperor has not found any fault with the King of Yin. Ye Yunzheng was only imprisoned in the Dali Temple for kidnapping someone else's fiancée and leaving the capital without permission. He will inevitably be demoted upon his release, and the title of Earl will not be his."
"Ah's turn, you will also be laughed at."
He Qingxuan tugged at his sleeve and said, "Brother, send him away. I'll go with him, far away. As long as he listens to me, that's all that's fine."
He Anting sighed. His sister was very much like him, even saying the same thing. It was a good thing this way. If she were here, she would definitely not get along with Yaoyao.
"Okay, go talk to your mother. I won't care about you anymore. If you regret it, you can always divorce and return home."
After saying that, He Anting walked away with a cold face.
Time passed quickly, and soon the wedding day arrived. Jing Yao was dragged up early in the morning by Yun Qiao and Nanny Yu to dress up.
On the dressing table stood a gorgeous, towering crown, studded with gold, silver, jade, and agate tassels. Jing Yao had never seen such a beautiful crown before.
Yun Qiao tied her hair into a bun, and Nanny Yu held up two strands of cotton thread and said with a smile: "Come and make some face, so that I can bring good luck to the bride."
Jing Yao ignorantly let her probe closer.
"Oh, it hurts." Jing Yao covered her face with her hands, her beautiful eyes filled with water and disbelief. Amidst the laughter of the crowd, she endured the pain and let Nanny Yu operate on her face.
After the facial mask was opened, the little face was as rosy as peach blossoms, as delicate as a peeled egg, charming, bright and dazzling.
A pair of eyes like glass beads looked at the bronze mirror.
With the wedding dress and crown on her back, Jing Yao was almost suffocating. She felt a little dazed and it seemed unreal.
She was someone else's concubine a month ago, but now she is going to be the legal wife. Even though the future is uncertain, she no longer has to be ashamed of her status, and her mother no longer has to be embarrassed because of her.
"Go out."
She raised her hands to cover her face with a fan and was supported by the matchmaker as she went out of the door. Yun Qiao was holding a box in her arms, which was filled with various fruits and candied fruits. These were prepared by He for her daughter, fearing that she would be hungry.
He Anting was handsome and elegant in his wedding suit. He stood in the courtyard, quietly watching Jing Yao who was supported by the bridesmaid.
He was not a person who showed his emotions on his face. Even on this happy day, his eyebrows were relaxed, his face was calm, and he looked calm and steady.
After offering tea to He, the two of them were about to leave.
Jing Yao was helped into the wedding sedan and married into the He Mansion in a dignified manner with three matchmakers and six betrothals.
The wedding procession was banging and hammering along the way, and wedding money was scattered everywhere. People on both sides of the road and in restaurants and shops were all looking out to watch the excitement. Today's wedding was bound to become a topic of conversation in many houses.
The wedding procession stopped in front of the He Mansion. Jing Yao steadied herself and sweat broke out on her forehead. She felt a little nauseous from sitting in the sedan chair, but she endured the discomfort.
A slender hand reached out to her and she placed it in her palm.
He Anting's hands were much larger than hers, and he could hold her firmly. The two of them walked into the mansion together, stepping over the brazier and the heavily decorated gate.
The county lady sat upright in the main hall, a smile showing on her face from time to time. Following the voice of the wedding official, the two of them bowed to heaven and earth in festive congratulations.
After a commotion, Jing Yaoren was already sitting in the bridal chamber.
Many people gathered in front of the door wanting to see the bride's face. Jing Yao also realized that although the He Mansion looked small in number, there were actually many people in the clan, such as aunts, uncles, sisters, and brothers, scattered all over the place.
Amid the crowd's cheers, He Anting took her hand and took the fan away. Her youthful complexion immediately brightened up the whole room.
Even He Anting was slightly stunned.
The bridesmaid poured wedding wine for the two of them. He Anting knew that she couldn't drink, so he had someone secretly replace the wine with water. Jing Yao was a little surprised when she drank it, and her heart was slightly moved as she savored the taste.
Her bright red lipstick was imprinted on the rim of the cup. This color made He Anting stare at her straightly, and it was unknown what he was thinking in his eyes.
Then the matchmaker took two strands of hair from the two girls, braided them into a wedding knot, put them in the box and said two beautiful words about their eternal love.
The room was noisy for a while, and then Qi Yue invited everyone to go out for a drink, and suddenly only two people were left in the room.
Jing Yao raised her head and met his gaze. Seeing that he was staring at her intently, she thought that her makeup today was too gaudy. She remembered that he didn't like anything too gaudy.
She couldn't help but touch her face: "Is it ugly?"
He Anting, however, fell on the heavy crown: "Not ugly."
If it's not ugly, then is it good-looking? Jing Yao wanted to ask, but didn't dare to ask because He Anting had a stern face, which seemed more serious and cold than usual.
A bit difficult to approach.
While thinking this, she didn't notice He Anting approaching her, sitting beside her, and taking off the heavy crown on her head. Jing Yao's neck immediately relaxed.
He Anting frowned as he weighed it in his hand: "It's so heavy."
Jing Yao smiled and said, "But it looks very nice." She liked such gorgeous things, which looked very solid. Gold and silver were things that always made people feel safe.
He Anting nodded and kept it in mind.
"Is the wedding dress heavy too? Let me help you take it off."
Jing Yao pursed her lips, her full lips turning a little rosy. "Do you have to attend social events outside? Husband, don't worry, Yun Qiao is here."
On such an important day, He Anting still hopes to peel the ginkgo nut that belongs to him with his own hands and see the pink and moist core with his own eyes. In the past, when he comforted her, he relied on his feeling and only felt that the taste was moist and smooth.
But there were indeed many colleagues and guests outside. He thought for a while and then agreed: "Don't forget, there is also Mr. Jiao."
Jing Yaoteng blushed, but she was already numb to his blunt words: "I know, I know."
"Yeah." He Anting left with satisfaction.
Yun Qiao wanted to crawl into the ground so much that she blushed the whole time as she pulled Jing Yao off her wedding dress and changed into her pajamas. The pajamas were quite ingenious. They were all red and fit softly against her voluptuous body. The thin clothes wrapped her delicate figure. She only wore thin underwear on her lower body, and her snow-white ankles were slender and smooth.
When she reached for the bed, she accidentally touched a box. She didn't move at all, and the box rolled over and opened by itself.
She looked closely and found it very familiar.
This... isn't this the sex toy that was handed over to He Anting a few months ago?
He kept it?
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