Liu Yaoyu came closer and heard clearly what Liu Yaozhen said, and laughed secretly on the side.
The maidservant outside shouted loudly: "The bride's party has arrived."
The Quanfu people half covered Yu Jiao with a veil, and Yaoyu, as the best man, helped Yu Jiao to the front hall to bid farewell to her family.
Old Madam Liu and Liu Yu and his wife were already seated in the front hall. Yu Jiao was escorted into the front hall and unexpectedly met Cheng Ying's smiling eyes. She paused for a moment, then knelt down and bowed to Old Madam Liu and Liu Yu and his wife in turn. Old Madam Liu patted the back of Yu Jiao's hand with a loving look. Liu Yu stood up and stretched out his hand to help Yu Jiao up. Madam Liu said some auspicious words about respecting one's parents-in-law and serving one's husband.
Yu Jiao thought for a moment, then walked up to Cheng Ying and knelt down. Cheng Ying raised her hand to help her up, and said in a not-so-serious tone, "You're dressed up beautifully today." She actually looked a bit like the Princess Huaiyang.
Yu Jiao pursed her lips and said nothing.
She saw Tao Ge'er standing behind the crowd, grinning foolishly, and Liu Yaozhen was also looking at her with a smile.
Someone said, "Don't miss the auspicious time." The red veil that was half covering Yu Jiao's head was taken down, and her eyes were red. She lowered her eyes and saw someone squatting in front of her. The hem of his yellow and gold-woven clothes fell to the ground. Yu Jiao knew that it was her big brother, so she bent down and lay on his broad back.
Liu Ziqi's back was thick and warm. Carrying her on his back, he walked steadily as if on flat ground.
There was a red flickering in front of her eyes. Yu Jiao felt that Liu Ziqi carried her on his back for a long time before he stepped over the threshold. After they walked out of the gate of Liu's mansion, there was a loud bang of gongs and drums, and it was very lively. Yu Jiao was put down, and Liu Ziqi held her hand and sent her into the bridal sedan.
After Yu Jiao sat firmly, the sedan chair was lifted up.
She exhaled slowly, and her tense body suddenly relaxed, as if she had just had a dream, and she was getting married just like that.
There is quite a distance from Zanmao Hutong to Guihua Lane at Wanfu Bridge. Yu Jiao sat in the sedan chair obediently without secretly lifting the veil. She was going to marry the person she loved and she never believed in those superstitious taboos. But today she was full of joy, hoping that the gods would bless her and Yu Qizhe to be loving and happy together.
About two quarters of an hour later, Jianjia whispered through the curtain, "Girl, are you hungry? I brought some snacks with me, do you want to fill your stomach?"
Perhaps because she was thinking about something, Yu Jiao was not very hungry. However, she still had to go to the wedding ceremony and drink the wedding wine. The groom could go to accompany the guests, but the bride could only sit in the bridal chamber and wait. Yu Jiao knew all this, so she replied softly, "Give me a few pieces."
A hand stretched out from outside the car curtain. Yu Jiao groped for the oil paper bag in her hand and took it.
She opened the oil paper package through the gap in her veil, took a piece of dessert, brought it to her lips and ate it slowly. In order not to smudge her lip balm, Yu Jiao ate very carefully.
Many people stood on the street to watch the excitement, saying auspicious words from time to time and asking for candies and fruits. Although most of the families in the capital were powerful and wealthy, a ten-mile-long dowry was very rare, especially a dowry carried by thirty-eight people.
In addition, the groom riding on the tall horse was extremely handsome, which attracted the envy of many women. Many people recognized that the groom was the new top scholar who rode a horse through the streets after the announcement of the results. When they learned that the bride was Liu Ci Fu's beloved daughter, they exclaimed that they were a match made in heaven.
As the male guest of honor, Lu Jin kept throwing candies on both sides of the long street along the way. His face was filled with joy and he laughed heartily from time to time. He was even happier than Yu Qizhe who was riding in front on horseback.
Liang Wushuang, who was hiding in the crowd, saw this scene and a sullen look emerged on her face. She looked at the bridal sedan with envy. If she had not been with Cheng Ying, would she have had the chance to sit in a bridal sedan one day?
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