No matter how much Uncle Pengyang and his son hated Zhou Rui, they didn't dare to really take her life.
The Duke's Mansion no longer likes Zhou Rui. If Zhou Rui dies for no reason, the Duke's Mansion will definitely investigate.
Then, just don’t let Zhou Rui have a good life!
Lady Pengyang had always despised Zhou Rui. If it weren't for the Duke's Mansion using its power to oppress people, this woman who had been kidnapped and sold into a brothel would have been extremely dirty and not worthy of entering the Lu family.
Unexpectedly, she kept causing trouble for the family, so as her mother-in-law, she must teach her a lesson.
Zhou Rui was in dire straits and suffered terribly. Even on the day of Zhao Liya's wedding, she was not allowed to go out. She claimed to be sick and was not allowed to go back to her parents' home. Instead, another wife of Mr. Lu accompanied her mother-in-law and sister-in-law to the banquet to congratulate them.
On the day when Zhao Liya got married, the Zhao Mansion was bustling with joy. The ladies who came to see her off were chatting and laughing, led by the eloquent bridesmaid who kept saying auspicious words.
Zhao Liya was woken up before daybreak to bathe, change clothes, and dress up. By now, she had already changed into her elaborate and gorgeous wedding dress, and her hair was already tied up. Before leaving the house, she only needed to wear the heavy golden crown with a phoenix and peony and kingfisher feathers, and cover her head with a red veil.
She originally thought that she had seen big scenes and big storms and could handle the situation well, but when the incident happened, she felt inexplicably panicked and at a loss.
It’s not fear, but just a feeling of confusion about everything being unknown.
Zhao Liya, feeling lost and disappointed, couldn't help but secretly think that after today, she would no longer be a member of the Zhao family, but would become the wife of the prince of the Duke of Liguo's mansion.
Even though she had been prepared for this, and even thought it was a natural thing to happen—hadn't this day come since she decided to marry Zhou Hansheng? But now, thinking about it, she still felt a little lost, a little mystical.
Some are even unimaginable.
Deng's mood was more complicated than Zhao Liya's. Looking at her eldest daughter, who was radiant in her gorgeous red wedding dress, all kinds of emotions such as relief, pride, and reluctance surged in her heart.
Her child will eventually get married.
She has given so much to this family. If it weren't for her, the family might not have been able to survive in Lingnan.
Ever since the day she was exiled, her greatest wish had been to find a good home. She felt the biggest regret was that her originally arranged marriage had fallen through. Unexpectedly, after all these twists and turns, she would eventually marry into the Duke of Liguo's mansion.
Prince Zhou is truly sincere to her, and from now on, she hopes that they can live happily together until old age.
When the rap of "The auspicious time has arrived--" sounded and the joyful music played loudly, the matchmaker smiled broadly. While smiling and saying one auspicious word after another, she carefully put the glittering golden crown on Zhao Liya. Finally, Mrs. Deng couldn't hold back her tears.
She quickly turned her head to wipe away her tears and held Zhao Liya's hand tightly: "Good child, you must be good in the future."
"Mom!" Zhao Liya felt a lump in her throat and wanted to cry.
Last night, her mother stammered and told her some inappropriate things for children. She was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to look up at her, but now she couldn't hold back any more.
When everyone saw this, they smiled and tried to comfort him.
"This is a great joyous event! Madam Zhao is so delighted!"
"Yes, yes. Who in the capital doesn't know how much the Duke of Liguo's son values Miss Zhao? Miss Zhao will enjoy a life of luxury once she marries him! I wonder how many people will envy her!"
"Mrs. Zhao is so lucky!"
"I dare not compare myself with Miss Zhao. If the family my daughter marries in the future can be half as good as the young master of the Duke's Mansion, I will be very satisfied!"
“.”
Everyone was laughing and joking in a good-natured manner. Deng's mood relaxed a little, and she smiled unconsciously. She gently held Zhao Liya's hand and said a lot of advice in a soft voice.
Zhao Liya agreed to all the requests, said goodbye to her mother, lowered her veil, and asked the bridesmaid to support her downstairs. Everyone surrounded her to see her off.
Zhao Lin was still young and didn't have the strength to carry Zhao Liya into the bridal sedan, so he held her hand and walked with her, just as a symbolic gesture.
Amidst the joy and cheers, Zhao Liya finally got into the bridal sedan.
The curtain of the sedan chair fell lightly, and the view ahead, which was already dark, became even darker. The sedan chair rose up and was lifted up steadily by someone.
"Let's get the sedan chair ready!"
Amidst the bustling noise of gongs and drums, the groom rode a tall, dark red horse, looking very happy. Behind him followed a long line of dowry and the bride and groom's party. Wherever he passed, everyone looked at him and was amazed and admired him.
"Whose son is the groom? He's such a handsome man!"
"So it's the Duke of Liguo's prince getting married. The bride is so lucky."
"The two families are well matched, truly a match made in heaven, a match made in heaven. How enviable!"
"This dowry is truly enviable! After living this long, I finally get to see what 'ten miles of red dowry' really means!"
"Yes, there must be more than a hundred of them. Look at all that brocade, all that gold, silver, and jewelry. Oh, it's really dazzling! This bride can't use up all of them in several lifetimes."
"I heard that the Empress and the other ladies in the palace also gave countless treasures to add to their beauties. Lord Zhao's dignity is truly unmatched."
"Oh, this is something others can't even envy! They can't even envy it!"
“.”
These words were faintly heard in the sedan chair, and Zhao Liya curled her lips and smiled silently.
This was really unexpected. One day, she not only arrived in the capital, but also made such a big fuss when she got married, becoming the object of everyone's envy.
If you think about it carefully, the circumstances of life are really amazing.
Zhao Liya cooperated very well in the wedding ceremony, from worshipping in the hall to being escorted to the bridal chamber, and sat obediently in the bridal chamber.
For fear that the new bride would feel lonely and scared, many of the female relatives from her husband's family, with whom she has a good relationship, stayed with her in the new house.
Although Zhao Liya, as the bride, still covered her head with a veil and did not chat with anyone, she felt relaxed subconsciously as she listened to the soft voices of the people.
Perhaps knowing the bride would get tired sitting like that, the relatives tactfully left after a while. Only Chunxia and Chunfen, the two maids who came with the bride's dowry, remained to serve.
Zhao Liya was finally able to sit back and relax for a while, drink some water and eat something.
At this time, the lights in the house were already on.
The fiery red dragon and phoenix incense candles illuminated the room very brightly. Under the light of the fire, the already bright red and festive new house looked even redder and more festive.
Zhao Liya rubbed her arms and waist which was sore from sitting. It seemed that the day had passed quite quickly.
No wonder, she left home around noon, walked slowly all the way, and by the time she arrived at the Duke's Mansion and completed the wedding ceremony, it was almost dusk.
It's dark now.
It’s getting dark. Her groom will be back soon, right?
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