Today is the wedding, and Gu Yunran was woken up in the middle of the night. Zhuye combed her hair into a cross bun, put a golden crown and jade hairpin on her, and Qianbi brought her a red wedding dress.
"Miss, why is there a faint fragrance on this wedding dress?"
Gu Yunran took the wedding dress from Qianbi's hand and sniffed it. "It does have a faint fragrance, a kind of pollen scent mixed with woody scent."
She seemed to have smelled this scent before, but it was unfamiliar. She gave the clothes to Qianbi and Gu Yunran said, "Maybe it's the spices used to fumigate clothes. It's okay."
Qianbi said "hmm" and took the wedding dress and put it on Gu Yunran. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and she was wearing heavy makeup today, which made her look even more radiant and charming, leaving the maids stunned for a long time.
The ten-mile red wedding procession stretched from the Gu Mansion to the Mu Mansion, with graceful young girls carrying flower baskets standing on both sides. The prosperity of the whole city was eclipsed, and festive sounds of music were heard all around. Mu Qianchen rode a tall horse in front, and Gu Yunran's sedan chair followed closely behind.
The area was crowded with people watching the excitement, and many of them were whispering.
"This girl from the Gu family is truly blessed to marry a second time and marry a man as outstanding as Lord Mu!"
"That's right. Lord Mu personally came to welcome her, which shows how much he values her."
A slight smile appeared on Mu Qianchen's lips. The grand wedding he gave Yun Ran was comparable to the emperor's wedding, making her the envy of the world for the rest of her life.
However, extremely unhappy voices were heard again in the crowd.
"Hey! Maybe Lord Mu just took her on a whim and spoiled her for a few days before abandoning her in the backyard. After all, no man would want to pamper a girl who is married off for the second time for a lifetime."
"Don't say she's unlucky. Her ex-husband, the Lu family, was executed yesterday."
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Listening to the noisy discussions of these people, Mu Qianchen frowned slightly and swept a cold look over them, scaring the people who were talking so much that their faces turned pale and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. In a flash, they pushed through the crowd and ran out.
Gu Yunran heard all the people's comments in the sedan chair. She held the hem of her skirt tightly, her eyes slightly gloomy under the red veil, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Until the sedan chair arrived at the gate of Mu Mansion.
Mu Qianchen was wearing a red robe and standing at the door. His eyes moved around, and his handsome face was radiant. Seeing the maid helping Gu Yunran get off the sedan chair, a rare gentle smile appeared on the corner of his evil mouth. He walked forward, took her hand, and stepped into the hall covered with red clothes. The man was extremely handsome and the woman was stunningly beautiful. They were a match made in heaven.
Old Master Mu and Old Madam Mu were very happy sitting on the high seats, but the eldest lady of the Mu family, who was sitting below Old Madam Mu, had a very unhappy expression on her face.
"Marrying a daughter who has been married for two years and making such a big fuss about it, I don't know what's so happy about it." Madam Mu Qin muttered in a low voice.
Although the voice was very low, Mrs. Mu still heard it. She glanced at it with her sharp eyes, and scared Qin so much that she quickly shut her mouth.
Qin lowered her head and muttered in dissatisfaction: She is not wrong.
After the wedding ceremony, the bridesmaid sent Gu Yunran into the bridal chamber, and suddenly there was a commotion in the hall.
I saw the Seventh Young Master Mu Qiansong lying on the ground, his forehead covered in sweat, his breathing becoming more and more rapid, and then he couldn't catch his breath and began to gasp for air.
"Song'er, what's wrong with you?" Qin was panicked. She hurriedly got down from her seat, rushed to her youngest son Mu Qiansong, picked him up and patted his back.
“Mother…I…feel uncomfortable.”
Mu Qiansong curled up into a small ball in Qin's arms.
The wedding banquet was still going on. Doctor Mu and Mu Qianchen had gone out to entertain the guests, and Old Madam Mu went to entertain the female guests. Qin found the festive harmony jarring to her ears.
"That's enough! Make them all stop!" she shouted at the maid.
The maids lowered their heads, not daring to move or speak. Qin's personal housekeeper, Madam Qin, advised, "Madam, today is the Second Master's wedding banquet. It's against the rules to go out and make a noise at this time."
"I will go and get the palace doctor to examine the Seventh Young Master first."
"Why look for a court doctor? Look for the old man. Song'er is his grandson too. How can he not care about him?"
"This..." Mother Qin was a little embarrassed for a moment.
At this time, a little maid ran out, and soon Madam Mu came.
"What's going on?"
"Mother." Qin held the handkerchief to her eyes, her eyes slightly red, "Song'er, he..."
Madam Mu glanced at Mu Qiansong and interrupted Qin, "What are you yelling about? The child has an asthma attack. Go find the palace doctor."
"yes."
The little girl ran out to find the court doctor. The court doctor knew at a glance that Mu Qiansong was having an asthma attack. He pressed a few acupoints, and Mu Qiansong's expression eased.
He fainted immediately afterwards and developed a high fever until the wedding banquet was over in the evening.
"how so?"
Qin was extremely distressed. She had two sons and one daughter. The eldest son, Mu Qianbai, was twenty-two years old this year. He was the eldest grandson of Old Master Mu, but he was uneducated and only cared about eating and having fun.
The old man had given up hope on him, but doted on Mu Qianchen. Qin Shi was unwilling to give in, so she gave birth to another younger son, Mu Qiansong, the seventh child. He was smart and sweet-spoken, and was very much liked by the old man and the old lady.
But for some reason, he developed asthma at the age of three, so Qin was very cautious in his daily life.
"It's been a long time since he had an attack. How come he had an attack today? And it came so suddenly that it almost took Song'er's life?" Qin fed Mu Qiansong a heat-clearing soup. After drinking it, the child felt much better. His originally red face now cooled down and his breathing became smoother.
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