Chapter 295 Sending Flowers
The eldest princess came and left. Su Qingwan felt a little puzzled, but she didn't take it to heart. After the eldest princess left, she went to Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion. She was going to get married there.
The wife of Ningyuan Marquis and Chen Lanzhu and others had been waiting for her long ago. The men in the marquis's mansion were all on the battlefield, and the mansion was full of women. Chen Lanzhu was a lively person, and she took Su Qingwan to meet the sisters in the mansion. The Ningyuan Marquis's mansion was peaceful and the atmosphere was very harmonious. The wife of Ningyuan Marquis was like Su Qingwan's mother, reminding her of the various rules of marriage, the etiquette of being a wife, and the way to get along with each other as a couple. She avoided Chen Lanzhu and talked to her about things to pay attention to on the wedding night, which made Su Qingwan's cheeks blush. In fact, she hadn't thought so much about it, but she blushed after being told so by the wife of Ningyuan Marquis.
"Has the Regent done anything...improper to you?" Lady Ningyuan Hou was a little worried. They had been engaged for a long time and had been together all the way from Huainan to Kyoto, spending every day together.
The boy is at the age of full of vigor and it is unknown whether he can restrain himself. Although Lady Ningyuan Hou believes in Lu Jing's character, and during the period of national mourning, anyone with a gentlemanly demeanor will not do anything that crosses the line.
Su Qingwan smiled gently, "Aunt, he's fine."
"That's good!" Lady Ningyuan Hou couldn't help but mutter, how could such a young man of high blood and vigor endure this? She didn't know whether he was in good health. She whispered a few questions in Su Qingwan's ear.
Su Qingwan's face turned red and she shook her head.
The wife of the Marquis Ningyuan thought to herself, that's bad, she hasn't even tried this, her daughter will suffer on her wedding night. The wife of the Marquis Ningyuan hurriedly reminded her that she must know how to say no and be restrained on her wedding night, there is a long time to come, she must not be too indulgent, otherwise she will suffer. Su Qingwan nodded repeatedly, most of the maids around her were unmarried, and the wet nurse had returned to Jiangnan, so only the wife of the Marquis Ningyuan would worry about these things.
Chen Lanzhu had no idea what her mother and Su Qingwan were talking about. She came in carelessly and did not notice the strange atmosphere. When the Marquis's wife saw Chen Lanzhu come in, she did not say much. She had almost given all the instructions.
"Xiao Wu, let me sleep with you tonight and we can chat for a while."
"Xiaowu is getting married tomorrow and needs to have a good rest. You are not allowed to disturb her. Go back to your yard." The marquis's wife had a stern face, fearing that her daughter would disturb Su Qingwan's rest.
Su Qingwan actually didn't object to Chen Lanzhu accompanying her, but Madam Hou was worried that she wouldn't sleep well, so she took Chen Lanzhu away early. Chen Lanzhu was resentful that her rare opportunity to talk with Xiaowu all night was ruined like this.
"There is a long way to go. I will chat with you again when I return home."
She got married in the Marquis' Mansion and would return to the Marquis' Mansion when she returned home.
As the night deepened, the bride's boudoir was decorated with joy. Su Qingwan felt complicated and couldn't help but think of her parents. The feeling of wanting her parents to be by her side when she got married became stronger and stronger. It was because she knew that her parents had passed away early and would not send her off to get married that she felt regretful.
Everyone says that a woman should obey her husband at home and after marriage. Marriage is a lifelong commitment for a woman. If she marries badly, it is like falling into the abyss. If she marries well, like her sister, she can survive the catastrophe.
She hoped that she and Lu Jing, no matter how they started and why they got married, could have smooth sailing.
Qingyun said a few days ago that she would be nervous and anxious and would not be able to sleep well the night before her wedding. Su Qingwan swore that it was impossible and that she should just keep calm and go to bed early and get up early, so it wouldn't have any impact.
Lying in the wedding quilt, she had to admit that she was just being stubborn and she was very nervous. She didn't know how other brides were, but Su Qingwan stayed awake all night, her heart seemed to be hanging, beating violently, and Qingyun accompanied her to talk about the story, but she didn't listen.
Qingyun sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, looking at Su Qingwan so anxious, he felt distressed, but he couldn't help her. Brides would be nervous the day before their wedding. Although Qingyun had never been married and had never held a wedding for anyone, he always felt that even if he had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs run.
"Then how about I play chess with you?" Qingyun said. She didn't know how to ease Su Qingwan's nervousness.
"It takes a long time to play a game of chess. If I don't sleep well, will I be ugly tomorrow?"
"If you say your appearance is ugly, who would dare to say that they are beautiful? Don't worry, you are not ugly at all."
Su Qingwan didn't want to play chess again. Qingyun suggested several games to entertain her, but they were all rejected. Qingyun had no choice but to say, "But you can just keep flipping like a pancake. You should get up and put on makeup in three hours."
Su Qingwan waved her hand and said, "Go and have a rest. Don't worry about me. I'll fall asleep soon."
Qingyun thought about his new bride and felt that there was really nothing to worry about. He left two maids to keep watch at night and took turns to rest.
Su Qingwan didn't know why she was so nervous. She had decided long ago to marry Lu Jing, but she didn't expect that her mood would fluctuate so much.
She had never been so nervous when she went to Xilin alone.
After midnight, Su Qingwan still couldn't sleep. She got up and put on her clothes. The two maids at the door woke up. Su Qingwan raised her hand and signaled them to continue sleeping. Su Qingwan didn't bother the maids at night. They all rested on cushions on the corridor. Su Qingwan walked alone in the courtyard. She thought that the reason why she was so lonely was probably because she had no blood relatives.
Even with the wife of Ningyuan Hou, it could not alleviate the regret in her heart.
But she didn't complain about her fate. She just couldn't help feeling sad. Some emotions were hard to tell others and hard to relieve. She didn't even feel like confiding in the moon. She just wanted to take a walk and wait for dawn.
Suddenly, a faint flute sound came from outside the window. Su Qingwan was slightly startled and walked over with light lotus steps. Su Qingwan's yard was against the wall and close to the west corner gate. There was a long street outside the corner gate. There was only one family, Ningyuan Hou's, nearby, so it was considered quiet.
No one would be so tactless as to play the flute and disturb others in the middle of the night. Besides, the more she listened to this song, the more familiar it became. She heard it all the way from Huainan back to Kyoto.
Lu Jing said that this was his original creation, which had the lingering love between young men and women and the high spirits. Su Qingwan had studied with him for a period of time. She was quite good at music, but she couldn't play it as beautifully as Lu Jing. She was too busy back in Kyoto, and she hadn't thought about playing the flute for a long time, so she had already become rusty.
Now, listening to the familiar flute sound, Su Qingwan smiled softly.
The wife of Ningyuan Hou arranged her in this courtyard because the courtyard was very beautiful. Roses were planted on one wall, gradually climbing up the wall. It was the flower season, and the flowers were in full bloom on the wall, bright and eye-catching. When Su Qingwan came, she was amazed when she saw this courtyard.
She picked a rose, stood on tiptoe and threw it out. She didn't know whether it hit the groom who was playing the flute, but the sound of the flute was slightly quiet for a moment.
Suddenly, a brightly blooming rose fell back at her. Su Qingwan went to catch it with a smile, but it was not the one she picked.
This was picked by Lu Jing and given back to her.
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