Chapter 319 Finally Married to the Prince
Aunt Zhou stopped objecting and a smile gradually appeared on her face. She didn't want to have any more regrets. Even if today was just a performance, she wanted to cherish it.
Seeing that Aunt Zhou had agreed, Du Wanchun and Nan Fengling began to help her get dressed.
Aunt Zhou was naturally beautiful; even without makeup, she was a rare beauty.
However, in order to keep a low profile, she deliberately applied a yellowish oil to her face, making her complexion look sallow.
Now wash off the butter on your face, apply makeup, and your cheeks will be as white as jade. Then apply rouge, draw your eyebrows and eyes, and with just a glance, you will be able to captivate people's hearts.
With the addition of a glittering golden crown, she exuded an air of nobility, reminiscent of the empress of yesteryear.
Nan Fengling and Wu Niangzi, who were standing to the side, were both stunned.
"Mother, you really are..."
"So beautiful..."
Aunt Zhou lowered her head somewhat embarrassed, saying that after living in Changliu Village for so long, she had become accustomed to a free and easy life.
Although they were poor, life in the palace, where one had to be cautious in everything and even think carefully before speaking, was much better than that.
Now that they've changed into gorgeous clothes, it feels like a different world.
I wonder if life in Changliu Village is a dream, or life in the palace is a dream.
Aunt Zhou rubbed her eyes, her nose feeling slightly sore.
Du Wanchun picked up the veil and said with a smile, "Mother, put the veil on, we're getting ready to go out."
Aunt Zhou looked up, intending to say a few words, but the veil suddenly fell down, and she hurriedly reached out her hand.
Du Wanchun took her hand and said with a smile, "Mother, we're going out now."
When Madam Wu and Nan Fengling arrived at the door and opened it, they heard a burst of firecrackers outside.
"The bride is out! The bride is out!"
A group of children dressed in red were jumping and shouting happily at the door.
The village holds a wedding every year, so they are very familiar with the wedding process.
The villagers would come to help in any way they could.
Soon, Aunt Zhou was helped into the bridal sedan chair.
Because the newlyweds are from out of town, there is no concept of a bride's family and a groom's family. So it became a custom to start from the white-haired old woman's house, circle around the village, and then hold the wedding at the house of the oldest person in the village.
Firstly, it's a tradition to respect the elderly, and secondly, it symbolizes the wish that the newlyweds will grow old together.
Du Wanchun and Nan Fengling walked behind the bridal sedan chair. They looked at the red sedan chair and were both very happy.
Nan Fengling whispered, "If A Zhao were here, he would probably be crying by now if he saw this scene."
Du Wanchun laughed and said, "It's not just me who's crying; I bet he'll be clinging to the sedan chair and won't let go."
These words, in turn, made Nan Fengling laugh.
In order not to arouse suspicion from Granny Zhou and the Third Prince, Zhou Ruiyuan deliberately did not come this time.
Otherwise, if he saw the scene before him, his eyes would probably be red-rimmed.
As the gongs and drums sounded, the bridal sedan chair quickly arrived at the courtyard adorned with red silk.
Two highly respected elderly people were sitting in the courtyard.
At this time, Du Wanchun secretly found an old man, took a wooden board, carved the names of Zhou Da Niang's parents, and placed it among the memorial tablets behind the main hall.
You can't tell unless you look closely.
The matchmaker, holding a fan, called out with a smile, "The groom is here to help the bride out of the sedan chair!"
The Third Prince, dressed in red and surrounded by a group of villagers, arrived in front of the sedan chair, kicked the door three times, and then pulled open the curtain.
The Third Prince looked at Granny Zhou, who was dressed in a red wedding gown and covered with a red veil, in the sedan chair, his hands trembling slightly.
The scene before him was like a dream, and he couldn't believe it.
His hand trembled as he pinched his cheek, gasping in pain, before asking Granny Zhou inside the sedan chair, "Zhou'er, is that you?"
Aunt Zhou held the handkerchief tightly in both hands and replied softly, "It's me."
The Third Prince suddenly came to his senses, his eyes reddening, and his voice slightly hoarse as he said, "Zhou'er, I can finally take you home..."
Although it was ostensibly a performance to pray for the villagers.
But both of them had fallen in love. It didn't matter if it was real or fake, or whether it was the emperor or the empress. All they needed to do was cherish the present.
Aunt Zhou slowly extended her hand towards her.
The Third Prince excitedly grabbed her hand, then took her hand and slowly helped her down from the sedan chair.
Firecrackers started popping all around again.
The children gathered together, playing and offering their blessings.
The Third Prince had dreamt of this scenario every night, and now that it had come true, he almost wept with joy.
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