Zhang You raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Si.
Qiao Si stared at the empty space, her eyes downcast, as if in mourning, even her breathing seemed to speak of her sorrow. Although her face was calm and she said nothing, one could still sense her reluctance and sadness.
How can I not be sad?
Zhang You lowered his eyes and thought sadly.
The moment she knows her feelings, she has to kill her love, part ways with her sweetheart, and "love" someone she doesn't love. She is forced to play the role of chasing love until everyone thinks she loves him terribly, even her sweetheart thinks so.
How can I not be sad?
That person will never know what he feels. He will never know that I once fought for him but had to accept reality.
Heavy snow fell, and in a moment, the empty space was filled with white snow. His traces were easily erased, and her feelings were hidden under the wind and snow.
"...Princess, let's go back. You have to get up early tomorrow to dress up." Cui Liu broke the silence.
"Go back, Princess. It's cold outside." Jingzhu lifted up Qiao Si's arm and tried to pull her back to the house.
Qiao Si withdrew his gaze, hummed lightly, and whispered to them to go back and rest early. After that, he went back to the house under Jing Zhu's leadership.
Zhang You and the others watched her go back to her room before going back to their own room.
The heavy snow fell and turned into light snow in the middle of the night, and finally stopped before dawn.
The eaves, stone roads, and dead branches are all covered with a thick layer of white snow, making the scene look poetic, picturesque, peaceful and pure.
Zhang You and the others got up early to dress up Qiao Si. Today was her wedding, so she naturally had to dress in the most beautiful way. Even if it was not sincere, Zhang You hoped to capture her most beautiful moment at this important moment in her life.
The princess has passed away, and there is no elder in the mansion who can deliver the makeup for Qiao Si.
So Lu Zhanting's mother, Mrs. Lu, was invited.
Mrs. Lu was a straightforward woman. They had interacted when the princess was still alive, and her son was also close to Qiao San. Therefore, she treated Qiao Si with the same kindness as her own children.
She patiently and carefully tied up Qiao Si's hair. While she was dressing, Prince Qiao sent someone to deliver a box.
When Dongmei opened it, everyone discovered that it was a golden phoenix hairpin inlaid with pigeon blood red. It was exquisitely made and it was obvious that it was a carefully crafted masterpiece.
"This hairpin is truly exquisite!" Madam Lu's eyes lit up as she examined it. "It must have taken a lot of effort. This thumb-sized pigeon-blood red is a rare treasure, and the workmanship of the silk thread is so lifelike. It's a rare and exquisite product!"
Dongmei saw that Qiao Si was calm and collected, so she handed the hairpin to her and said, "Princess, this was sent by the prince, saying that the princess prepared it for you."
When Qiao Si heard the word "Princess", her calm face was a little moved. She looked at the hairpin, as if she wanted to see the princess at that time through it.
She raised her hand to pick it up and examined it carefully. Qiao Si stroked it as if it were a treasure, but her scrutiny suddenly stopped when she saw the words on the back of the hairpin.
Zhang You secretly leaned closer to take a look and saw two words engraved on it: "Xi Ting".
It is a gold hairpin specially made for Qiao Si.
I prepared this gift early because I didn't know if I would have the chance to witness it.
It is a mother's long-delayed care.
Qiao Si's eyes turned red. Mrs. Lu noticed that she was thinking of someone she had met, and patted her back lovingly: "Don't cry, don't cry. You can't shed tears on such a festive occasion."
Qiao Si couldn't help crying, and his voice was so touching that it moved everyone: "I thought mother didn't care about me..."
Because the princess prepared a dowry and gifts for Qiao Er before she died, but never told her about it; because the princess valued Qiao Er and Qiao Nai more than her over the years and always ignored her; because she thought that the princess did not love her.
It was not until she looked at the hairpin that she realized how much the princess cared about her.
Mrs. Lu had heard and witnessed that Princess Qiao's love for Qiao Er far surpassed that for Qiao Si. Qiao Si, her own daughter, didn't receive that kind of care, so she inevitably felt resentful and even doubted whether Princess Qiao loved her.
"Don't cry, there is no mother in the world who doesn't love her own children. It's just that your mother is afraid of favoring you and neglecting her other children. She is the mistress of the family and she always wants to treat everyone equally, but how can she treat everyone equally?
She loves you and made this hairpin especially for you. It must have taken a lot of effort for her to make it so exquisite. She cares about you."
Mrs. Lu's voice was gentle, and her soft hands patted Qiao Si's back, again and again, gradually calming Qiao Si's emotions.
Qiao Si quickly suppressed her sadness and only allowed herself to indulge for a moment. After a while, she quietly let Zhang You and the others continue to help her dress up.
She didn't have the time or space to be unbridled. Right now, she could only suppress her emotions and face the ups and downs of the capital.
Zhang You and the others were not very familiar with the marriage process. Qiao Er had also asked someone for help that time. Now that Madam Lu was in charge, they assisted under Madam Lu's command.
The sunlight shone on the white snow, and the warmth gradually melted the ice and snow. Drops of water dripped slowly and unevenly from the eaves. The dripping, slight and tiny sound was drowned out by the lively voices and the sound of gongs and drums.
The wedding procession has arrived.
People were talking and walking along the road, and stopped in front of Songxue Courtyard.
Mrs. Lu covered Qiao Si with a red veil. Jingzhu held her hand and led her out. Zhang You and the others followed behind.
Qiao Si first went to the lobby to bid farewell to Prince Qiao, and then followed Li Guanghan, who was dressed in his wedding suit, and walked out of Prince Qiao's Mansion step by step, leaving this place that carried too many memories.
There were sounds of firecrackers and drums, and the wedding procession was very long. Qiao Si's dowry was also quite large, with a ten-mile-long red dress and a sedan chair carried by eight people. It was not Li Guanghan who relied on it, but the Qiao Palace.
Today's grand ceremony was funded by Prince Qiao's Mansion.
Li Guanghan didn't really want to marry Qiao Si, so why would he bother arranging their wedding?
Prince Qiao and Qiao San were afraid that Qiao Si would be wronged, so they spent a huge amount of money to support Qiao Si.
The team was very long and the event was very grand. Qiao San also instructed Zhang You and others to give money to pedestrians on the road.
Silver leaves glided gracefully in the air, gleaming with silvery white light, complementing the uncleared snow on the street. The silver leaves scattered, drawing blessings from passersby.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! You've married a wonderful wife!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! May you have a long and happy marriage!"
"Congratulations, Your Highness! Harmony and harmony!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! A happy marriage!"
The congratulations were not directed at Qiao Si, but at Li Guanghan.
Zhang You and the others followed behind the sedan chair, listening to their congratulations. Even the sound of gongs and drums were announcing this happy event, but they felt it was jarring.
They did not show any displeasure on their faces, but just dutifully took out copper coins from their purses and scattered them to the crowd.
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