After Marquis Anguo left, Jiang Qingyao didn't fall asleep for the rest of the night and only took a short nap.
Early in the morning, Jiang Qingyao sat in front of the bronze mirror, letting others do her makeup.
"Why are you so listless? Did you steal last night?" Aunt Xue Huixin pinched her face.
Jiang Qingyao nodded sleepily, "Yeah."
He went to be a thief, and he went to be a thief with the Marquis of Anguo.
The wedding dress bestowed by His Majesty is so gorgeous that it requires the help of three maids to put it on.
Jiang Qingyao put on her wedding dress, which was smooth and lustrous like jade, and was embroidered with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix. The long skirt dragged on the ground, like flowing clouds pouring down to the ground.
The hem of the dress is inlaid with tiny pearls and gemstones, which makes it dazzling.
Xue Huixin took the phoenix crown and put it on her.
Jiang Qingyao smacked her lips: "It's so heavy."
Xue Huixin smiled and coaxed, "Good girl, bear with it, it will be over soon."
The old woman said auspicious words on the side. After the dressing was completed, Zhitao handed Jiang Qingyao a round fan with a jade handle and a gold-thread phoenix fan surface, which was exquisite and luxurious.
After a while, Jiang Qingyao covered her face with a fan and slowly walked out of the room.
Outside the door.
The Xue family members had been waiting there eagerly.
When they saw Jiang Qingyao in her gorgeous dress, they were all amazed.
Her forehead is decorated with plum blossom makeup, her eyebrows are like crescent moons, her eyes are clear and charming, and she looks very lively when she blinks.
She walked over with light steps, and the pearls on her wedding dress swayed gently.
With such gorgeous makeup and clothes, surrounded by pearls and emeralds, she is truly charming and graceful, with a gorgeous and elegant figure, like a fairy in the sky, making people unable to take their eyes off her.
"Good! Beautiful!" Old Master Xue couldn't help but praise, "Our Qiqi is the best looking!"
I was so excited that my eyes turned red.
Seeing this, the others also shed a few tears.
They didn't want to cry.
On the wedding day, Qiqi married the best husband, who was perfect in every way.
Jiang Qingyao turned her fan and said crisply, "My Lord, you won't restrict me. I will come back to see you often in the future."
"If you miss me, come to the Marquis's Mansion and visit me."
Everyone nodded.
Soon the three cousins began to compete for the opportunity to carry Jiang Qingyao out of the house.
Xue Huaihe said gently, "I am the eldest cousin, so it is my responsibility to carry Qiqi on my back when she gets married."
Xue Jingwen refused to do it, "I'm the youngest. As the elders, you should give in to the younger ones. Just let me carry Qiqi on my back."
Second cousin Xue Rongzhi chuckled, "Don't fight over it, I'm the second oldest, neither too big nor too young, so I'm the most suitable person to go."
Xue Huaihe: "It's all perverse logic."
"I don't care. No one of you is allowed to argue with me." Xue Jingwen pretended to carry Jiang Qingyao on his back.
At this moment, a servant came running in and announced, "The Marquis of Anguo is here!"
The sound of horse hooves and footsteps rang out rapidly and with great momentum.
He Zheng walked through the gate, crossed the corridor, and came in front of everyone.
Two Qilin guards followed closely behind, and in an instant the people around them automatically made way.
Jiang Qingyao blinked and looked at him. He Zheng was wearing a bright red wedding dress, a purple gold crown on his head, and a red palace belt around his waist. He looked noble and handsome.
It is like a sword sealed in a sheath, extremely sharp and majestic.
The surroundings were instantly silenced, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.
"I'm here in person." He Zheng said as he walked up to Jiang Qingyao and looked into her eyes.
The next second, he leaned down.
Others: “…” Okay, now there’s no need to fight over it, Marquis Anguo will carry it himself!
No one expected this situation.
It wasn't the first time he carried her on his back. Jiang Qingyao lay on his back, hooked her arms around his neck, one of her hands holding a round fan.
The ornaments and clothes she wore were somewhat heavy, and the hem of her wedding dress dragged long.
But He Zheng's steps were very steady, and he carried her on his back as if he had no weight, which made people feel at ease.
The two of them bid farewell to the Xue family.
Jiang Qingyao put her head directly on his back, her eyelids feeling heavy.
"Are you sleepy?"
He Zheng's deep voice sounded.
"Yeah, a little."
"I didn't sleep well last night."
He Zheng carried her to the bridal sedan and lifted her up.
The sedan chair is made of mahogany, and its roof is covered with embroidered red silk and decorated with gems.
The curtains were lightly drawn, with golden tassels hanging on both sides, swaying in the wind.
As soon as Jiang Qingyao went up, she found that there was a soft silk blanket, a soft pillow and a thin quilt inside.
There is an incense burner on the small table next to it, and the faint sandalwood fragrance is refreshing.
There were snacks and tea on the table.
That’s so thoughtful!
She didn't have to worry about being hungry or thirsty along the way, and she could even sleep all the way.
I heard from others that the bride was tired and hungry on the wedding day, but for her, she didn't suffer at all.
Jiang Qingyao couldn't help but sigh that Marquis Anguo was a very thoughtful person.
I saw her slowly lying down with the phoenix crown in her hand and a thin blanket wrapped around her.
He Zheng raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly, turned around, mounted his horse, and led the mighty team to the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion.
Behind the bridal sedan were nearly a hundred horse-drawn carriages. Jiang Qingyao's dowry was so huge, and together with the one left to her by Xue, there were more than two hundred carriages.
Jiang Qingyao really slept all the way, and it was He Zheng who lifted the curtain and came in to call her.
"Yaoyao, we're here."
Um?
Yaoyao?
Jiang Qingyao was shocked.
A man as calm and dignified as Marquis Anguo could actually call out such a gentle and intimate name.
He was the only one who called her that.
Jiang Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then she skillfully lay on his back and entered the Anguo Marquis Mansion.
"Bow to Heaven and Earth!"
"Bow to your parents twice!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
"The ceremony is over——"
In the bridal chamber, the two drank the wedding wine, then cut off a lock of their hair, tied it together with a silk ribbon, and kept it as a treasure.
"You rest in the room, I'll go outside to entertain the guests." He Zheng said in a low voice.
Soon, a table of food was brought in.
Jiang Qingyao ate something, and then the nanny helped her remove her makeup, washed off her face, and let her black hair fall down.
The work was done, and the servants withdrew.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Jiang Qingyao sat on the bed, playing with the round fan in her hand out of boredom.
It won't take a moment.
With a creaky sound, the door of the bridal chamber was pushed open.
He Zheng is back.
Are the guests coming soon? Next up: the bridal chamber?
However, Marquis Anguo has a hidden illness, so the bridal chamber ceremony should be skipped.
Jiang Qingyao was not at all panicked, and asked very considerately, "Do you want me to undress you, Lord?"
"good."
He Zheng walked over slowly.
Jiang Qingyao reached out and pulled away the palace belt from his waist, and his bright red robe opened slightly.
Her mind moved, and her red lips parted slightly: "My Lord, please bend down. I have something to say to you."
Hearing this, He Zheng leaned towards her.
Suddenly, a soft touch covered his lips.
Jiang Qingyao kissed him.
A pair of watery eyes looked at him, as if expecting something.
Huh, his expression doesn't seem to have changed?
Before she could show any disappointment, a hot hand grabbed the back of her neck.
He Zheng kissed her lips forcefully, then pushed her down on the couch and held her wrist.
The fingers are tightly clasped together, fitting perfectly.
Swallow her lip balm and disrupt her breathing.
Like a kiss in a storm, turbulent and wild.
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