Chapter 65
During the days of waiting to get married, Lin Qingyu stayed in the Lin Mansion and did not go anywhere. Others took care of many matters related to the wedding for him. He read books and spent time with his brother every day, and before long it was the eve of the wedding.
That night, Lin Qingyu had been asleep for less than two hours when the matchmaker invited by the general's mansion arrived. Lin Qingyu still remembered that when he married Lu Wancheng, the Marquis's Mansion also sent a bridesmaid. He didn't know if it was because of his emotions, but the last time he saw the two bridesmaids, he just thought they looked hateful. Even though he knew they were just following orders, he still held a grudge against them, although he didn't seek revenge on them in the end.
The bridesmaids this time were two young women with dignified manners, who helped him wash and change his clothes.
Lin Qingyu asked: "I remember that we have to take a bath before washing up?" After bathing, both men and women have to apply ointment somewhere to make it easier to have sex with their husbands.
The bridesmaid smiled and said, "That's the rule. But General Gu said that Doctor Lin can do whatever he feels comfortable with."
Lin Qingyu laughed: "He is considerate."
Lin Qingyu went to take a bath anyway. Not for anything else, just to wash away the bad luck brought from the palace. Afterwards, the bridesmaid dried his long hair, combed it, and asked, "Doctor Lin, do you want to wear a wedding crown?"
Lin Qingyu asked: "Is this also up to me to decide?"
"Yes. From what the general said, even if Doctor Lin wants to marry in casual clothes, he has no objection."
How could I not have an opinion? If he really got married without wearing a wedding dress, that person would probably smile on his face but complain in his heart for who knows how long.
"You should make me up the same way you make up men."
The bridesmaid carefully examined Lin Qingyu's face and said, "How can I start? No matter what I paint on Doctor Lin's face, I feel it is superfluous."
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "You are so sweet, are you trying to ask for a reward?"
The bridesmaid covered her lips and smiled, "How dare I? I'm telling the truth." She opened the box and selected a piece of rouge paper, "Please, Doctor Lin, put this between your lips."
Lin Qingyu hesitated for a moment, took the rouge paper and sipped it twice, and her pale lips were stained with a bright red.
The bridesmaid also drew a few strokes on his eyebrows and pasted a yellow flower on his forehead, also known as a flower ornament. After doing all this, the bridesmaid said with satisfaction: "Doctor Lin's skin color is just right, white and flawless. I don't think you need to put on powder."
Even if his skin color is not good, he is not satisfied, Gu Fuzhou may or may not look at it. Eyebrow painting, rouge and flower ornaments were the limit of his tolerance.
The makeup was applied too quickly, and it took another half an hour for his hair to dry. The bridesmaid then put on a wedding crown for men. The two servants each held one end of the wedding dress and spread it out. "Please change your clothes, Doctor Lin."
The bridesmaid wanted to help him get up, but Lin Qingyu said, "I can do it myself."
He put his arms through the red sleeves and the servants put the wedding dress on him. When the bridesmaid was tying his waist, she couldn't help but sigh: "Doctor Lin's waist is as slender as a woman's."
Another bridesmaid joked, "You are wrong. Not every woman has a waist that can be held in one hand."
Finally, the bridesmaid covered him with the veil, and all that was left in his vision was a sea of red.
This scene seemed familiar. It was once the most humiliating memory of his life. At that time, I probably could never have imagined that there would be a day when he would be willing to marry someone else. Even if he and Gu Fuzhou had to do so in order to avoid disaster, it was still unbelievable enough.
A thought flashed through Lin Qingyu's mind: Apart from marrying Gu Fuzhou, is there really no other way to resolve the current predicament?
not necessarily. But he still chose to marry Gu Fuzhou again.
After all this trouble, it was already dawn outside. When the auspicious time arrived, Lin Qingyu went to the main hall of the Lin Mansion to bid farewell to his parents. As for the matter of sending their son to marry, Lin's father and mother were familiar with it the second time, and no matter how complicated their feelings were, it was much better than last time. The two of them gave Lin Qingyu a few simple instructions, and then the wedding procession arrived.
Most of the people welcoming the bride were military generals, and the leader was General Wu, who was on good terms with Gu Fuzhou. The wedding of military men is always lively, but today these rough men were more elegant than each other. After being reminded by General Gu, they dared not act rashly in front of the beauty and invited her into the sedan chair in a proper manner.
This is a sedan chair carried by eight people. In Dayu, only the original wife can enjoy this honor.
The Lin family's second marriage attracted many curious people to watch. General Gu's reputation was known to everyone. He was in his thirties when he married his first wife, who was a male widow who had been widowed not long ago. It was true that anything could happen to one who lived long enough.
"Ever since the Emperor granted marriages to two men last year, people have started following suit. My second uncle's youngest son also married a man not long ago - the world is going downhill!"
"Look at these people, why don't they marry a good girl and marry a man who can't even give birth to a child!"
"She's beautiful, I would be willing to do that too..."
"Beauty is a disaster. The first time she is a disaster for the family, the second time she is a disaster for the army, and the third time she is a disaster for the country!"
"Sh ...
The bridal sedan was lifted up and moved step by step towards the general's residence, leaving all the gossip far behind. The bridal sedan was followed by a large group of people and a dowry that stretched as far as the eye could see.
The wedding procession went around half of the capital city and finally stopped in front of the general's mansion. The ceremonial officer said loudly: "Get off the sedan chair——"
Then, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and Lin Qingyu was helped to walk towards the general's mansion. As soon as I stepped over the threshold, a hand appeared under the veil.
This hand is broad and warm, with thick calluses on the fingertips, and it is mottled and rough. At first glance, you can tell that it is the hand of a martial artist.
When he put his hand on it, Lin Qingyu heard a familiar, surprised voice: "Our Doctor Lin is really wearing wedding clothes."
Who would whisper to him at a time like this?
Lin Qingyu knew it was against the rules, but he still replied: "Don't you need a rooster to pray for you this time?"
The whispering between the two was discovered by the matchmaker. The bridesmaid reminded them: "General, you can't talk to the lady at this time."
Gu Fuzhou kept his mouth shut, which was rare. Lin Qingyu held the hydrangea in one hand, and Gu Fuzhou held the other end, and they walked into the main hall together.
Gu Fuzhou has no father, no mother, and no relatives or elders. The one sitting in the upper seat was the old but vigorous Duke Wu. He accepted the courtesy from the newlyweds and smiled from ear to ear, saying "good job" repeatedly.
After paying homage to heaven and earth, Lin Qingyu was sent to the bridal chamber first, while Gu Fuzhou had to stay in the front hall to deal with the guests. As soon as the beauty left, the generals lost their restraint and swarmed towards Gu Fuzhou.
Gu Fuzhou's social engagement lasted from dawn to dusk. He didn't want to, but those generals were really annoying. Gu Fuzhou had never been the one to persuade others to drink. Today was the first time, and his opponent was General Wu, who drank like crazy and didn't care about his life. He was so drunk that he couldn't tell the directions. Finally, it was Duke Wu who came to his rescue, saying that one should not get people drunk, because if they were drunk, how could they have a wedding night together? This caused a group of men to burst into laughter.
Gu Fuzhou thought that he probably wouldn't be able to have the bridal chamber, but he could take advantage of the alcohol. For example, touching her hair and tricking her into calling you husband.
On the way back to the bridal chamber, Gu Fuzhou's steps were floating. The closer he got to the bridal chamber, the lighter his steps became. In the end, he seemed to be floating as well, and everything in front of him seemed like a dream.
He married Lin Qingyu home again, and he was the one who got married. Later, he would lift Lin Qingyu's wedding veil and drink the wedding wine with him.
What a wonderful traditional culture! He loves it so much.
Gu Fuzhou took a deep breath, placed his hands on the door with the word "囍" on it for a long time, and then gently pushed the door open.
Lin Qingyu heard the noise and looked up from the book: "I'm back."
Gu Fuzhou was wearing a bright red wedding dress of the same color as himself. He looked heroic and tall, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. From any angle, he was a mature man. Only those eyes, when seeing him, would faintly reveal the youthful spirit that others could not feel.
The two men looked at each other. Gu Fuzhou opened his mouth, but without saying a word, he stepped back and closed the door again.
Lin Qingyu: “……?”
Before Lin Qingyu could figure out the situation, the door was pushed open again. Gu Fuzhou was sure that he was not mistaken, and asked in confusion: "Where is my red veil? Where did such a big red veil go?"
"You mean the wedding veil?" Lin Qingyu looked at the table, "I put it there."
Gu Fuzhou's expression froze. He stared at Lin Qingyu's face and accused her, "Isn't it not nice for you to do this? Shouldn't I be the one to remove the veil?"
"Wearing a bridal veil is very inconvenient." The husband was having fun drinking outside, and the wife could only sit in the bridal chamber and wait for most of the day. He thought that it wasn't his first marriage, and he and Gu Fuzhou were already so familiar with each other that he could avoid many formalities. With half a day, he can read a book.
Gu Fuzhou exuded a faint resentment: "Hurry up and say you are wrong. If you say you are wrong, I won't be angry."
Lin Qingyu didn't think there was anything wrong with revealing her veil, but seeing that Gu Fuzhou looked as if he had been struck by lightning, she added, "But I didn't wash my face, nor did I undress."
Lin Qingyu was a little unhappy. He was wearing a wedding gown, with a flower ornament between his eyebrows, and even some rouge on his lips. No matter how uncomfortable he was with it, he didn't wash it off, and Gu Fuzhou actually blamed him.
Gu Fuzhou suddenly reacted and stared at Lin Qingyu blankly. Look at the flower ornaments between her eyebrows, look at the moving eyes, look at her red lips, look at her tightly tied waist - look at the most stunningly beautiful woman, wearing the wedding dress he had chosen personally, looking at her quietly, with a hint of complaint in her eyes, as if saying: Why did you come so late?
Behind Lin Qingyu was a dim candlelight and a neatly arranged Chinese character “囍” (happiness).
The peach tree is young and thriving, and its flowers are bright and beautiful.
Gu Fuzhou blinked: "Ah, it seems like I've been coaxed into submission by you."
Lin Qingyu raised an eyebrow: "So fast?"
"I'm easy to coax." Gu Fuzhou staggered towards Lin Qingyu, "Unlike Doctor Lin, who is very difficult to coax. It takes a long time to coax him every time..."
Lin Qingyu stepped forward to support him, smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and asked: "How much did you drink?"
Gu Fuzhou buried his head in Lin Qingyu's neck: "I don't want to drink either, they keep forcing me to drink..."
Gu Fuzhou was too heavy for Lin Qingyu to support by herself, and they both stumbled onto the wedding bed. After Gu Fuzhou fell down, he seemed to be stuck to the bed and could never get up again.
Lin Qingyu asked: "Who poured you the wine? Remember to pour it back next time."
Gu Fuzhou counted them one by one on his fingers. Lin Qingyu said: "You continue to count, I will ask someone to make you some hangover soup."
When Lin Qingyu turned around, the half-drunk Gu Fuzhou suddenly reached out his hand, put his arms around his waist from behind, and hugged him back. Lin Qingyu fell onto the bed and landed in Gu Fuzhou's arms.
"Qingyu."
"Um?"
"Wife..."
Why would she call him an old woman on her wedding night…and her second wedding night?
Lin Qingyu used his own method to fight back: "Don't yell, husband."
Gu Fuzhou smiled and kept looking at him with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes curved and shining like stars. When he had laughed enough, he made a gesture that said "come here". Lin Qingyu leaned over. Gu Fuzhou put his hands to his lips, as if he wanted to tell him a little secret: "I'm gay..."
Lin Qingyu asked: "Where is it bent?"
Gu Fuzhou was stunned for a moment, then lay back down, shielding his eyes with his arms in the bright red, and said aggrievedly: "You, the culprit, don't want to take responsibility, and you are my confidant. But I can't turn you gay without your consent... I'm almost fed up."
Lin Qingyu seemed to understand: "What does 'bent' mean?"
Gu Fuzhou closed his eyes and whispered, "It means that I like you and want to date you."
Lin Qingyu frowned: "Can you be more specific?"
Gu Fuzhou: “…”
Lin Qingyu asked again: "We haven't drunk the wedding wine yet, are you sure you want to sleep?"
Gu Fuzhou seemed to have really fallen asleep, and the only response he received was the sound of his gentle breathing.
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