Chapter 11 Chapter 11 The charming face aroused the hidden...
The two maids were unable to dodge and were hit in the heart by the beads. Just as they were about to burst into tears, they raised their eyelids and happened to see Nan Xu looking at them.
He was still calm and composed, with even a hint of smile in his eyes.
Their nonsense was like hitting cotton.
"Are you done?"
The two maids were stunned, then nodded awkwardly, "Our... young lady... has instructed you so much. If the second young lady has nothing else to say, I will take my leave first." After saying this, they were about to leave, but were stopped by Yuxiang and several clever maids.
"Second Miss, what do you mean?" One of the maids pretended to be calm.
Nan Xu picked up the lip balm and pursed her lips, looking at herself in the bronze mirror with satisfaction. "It's impolite not to reciprocate. I just want to return a generous gift to Third Sister and Aunt Zhou. You two have to take it back."
Just as they finished speaking, the back of their necks were suddenly chopped by someone with a knife, and the two maids fell down limply.
Nan Xu called a servant girl over and whispered a few words to her, then asked them to carry the person away and do their work.
Yin Ruizhu looked at her curiously, but also felt angry for Nan Xu. "What kind of person is your third sister? Not only did you not personally congratulate your sister on her big day, but you also deliberately stabbed her in the heart. Don't take her words to heart."
She only found out yesterday that the princess and Li Zhan were getting married today. Since the Marquis' Mansion was tight-lipped, she naturally kept it a secret even more tightly.
I didn't expect Nan Yun to expose it.
Nan Xu shook her head nonchalantly, took the ruby earrings she handed her, put them on, and smiled knowingly at the beauty in the bronze mirror. "You underestimate me too much. I don't care about Nan Yun yet, and as for Li Zhan... who he marries or doesn't marry is none of my business."
"The husband I'm going to marry is called Duan Wenpei!"
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"A-choo!"
Duan Wenpei sneezed twice in succession, and finally raised his head from the documents and looked towards the door.
The door was slammed shut, and Liu Hui was about to burst into tears. "Master, the Ministry of Rites and the palace are waiting outside. You should change your clothes quickly! If you don't change now, it will be too late. If you miss the auspicious time, it will be bad!"
The hourglass gradually reached the shallow end. Duan Wenpei stretched out his arms lazily and opened the door while Liu Hui and Yu Rong were discussing how to force their way in.
"Master!"
"What's the rush?"
…
Liu Hui watched the wedding dress in her hand being taken away and the door closing again, and she felt so sad that she could not even cry.
Who is getting married?!
*
In the boudoir, the marquis's wife personally combed and tied Nan Xu's hair, singing blessings, just like when Nan Xu snuggled up to her when she was a child.
After the headgear was applied, the maids and servants were all waiting outside, leaving only the mother and daughter in the inner room.
Nan Xu threw herself into the Marquis's arms and didn't speak for a long time. A brief warmth flowed between the mother and daughter.
It was not until someone outside urged her that Madam Hou reluctantly let go of Nan Xu. She tucked her eyes and handed her the thing hidden in her sleeve. "Keep this with you for a while. You can take a look at it when you have time."
This is a scroll of fire avoidance diagrams.
Nan Xu curiously opened it and blushed at the first sight, "Mother!"
Madam Hou adjusted her crown, picked up the red veil with auspicious dragon and phoenix patterns, and placed it on Nan Xu's head. Her tone was full of relief. "After tonight, Ah Xu will be an adult. There's nothing to be shy about. Not only this volume, but I also put a few books from my early collection under your book box. They are all rare and can't be found anywhere else."
The veil blocked Nan Xu's sight and also covered her blushing cheeks.
This fact is embarrassing.
She put the fire avoidance map into her sleeves and adjusted the wide cuffs, revealing only half of her slender jade fingers painted with bright red nail polish.
Nan Yicheng was waiting outside the door. When he saw his mother helping his sister out, a smile appeared on her pretty face.
He bent over and carried Nan Xu on his back, shaking it a little. The person on his back was really not very heavy.
"Ah Xu, don't be wronged after you get married. If Duan Wenpei dares to bully you, come back and tell your brother and sister-in-law, and I'll stand up for you..."
He gave one instruction and Nan Xu responded. Nan Xu looked at the constantly changing path under her brother's feet. For the first time, she felt that the distance from Xiefangyuan to the gate of the Marquis' Mansion was so close.
The gongs and drums were beating loudly, and the surroundings were bustling with activity. Nan Xu was picked up and carried away by someone.
She subconsciously put her arms around the other person's neck, and when she realized who it was, her body stiffened slightly.
"Relax a little."
A magnetic and cold voice sounded in her ears, and Nan Xu let go of her hand in panic as if she was burned.
She leaned against his tall chest, her heart beating faster, not daring to move.
It was not until she was put into the sedan that she suddenly remembered that the man's shoulder injury seemed to have healed, otherwise his arms would not be so strong.
The sedan chair was lifted up. Nan Xu patted her chest as if to calm herself down. After walking some distance, she carefully lifted the veil.
When she was bored, Yu Ming called her from outside the sedan chair curtain.
Nan Xu leaned over and asked what was wrong.
"Just now I heard from the people around the uncle that we seem to have avoided the group of the princess and her husband."
No wonder the journey was smooth and there was no need for people to give way as shown in operas.
Thinking of Nan Yun sending someone to trouble her, Nan Xu laughed in her heart. She was afraid that her plan would fail. She just hoped that she would like her return gift.
Soon the sedan arrived at the door of the Bo's Mansion. The etiquette officer handed one end of the red silk to Nan Xu, and Yu Ming and Yu Xiang helped her down.
Nan Xu clearly felt that this place was even more lively than the area in front of the Marquis' Mansion.
There were sounds of laughter, congratulations, and people clamoring to see the bride.
Stepping over the fire basin and over the threshold, Nan Xu was led into the main hall by the man at the other end of the red silk, and some people sang and worshipped heaven and earth.
"Bow to Heaven and Earth"
"Second bow to parents"
Nan Xu subconsciously bowed to the leader, but was held by the man's bony fingers. His hand, like him, was cold enough to make her heart tremble. "No need to bow."
ah!
Nan Xu didn't quite understand, and neither did the etiquette officer who sang the lyrics and the guests around him.
"Master, this is a ritual and cannot be abolished."
"Uncle Ben has no parents. You don't have to worship him."
Nan Xu looked up and vaguely saw two offering tablets on the table, but she didn't know who was written on them.
The etiquette officer didn't say anything, but the people around him had already made a decision. He tightened Nan Xu's wrist and led her to bow her head. "Husband and wife bow to each other."
The crown on her head briefly touched the man's bun. As she leaned over, she saw Duan Wenpei's figure wrapped in a wedding dress. The red tassels on her belt had wrapped around her waist at some point. She wanted to reach out and separate them, but she couldn't break free from the strong hand.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but his originally cold palm gradually became stained with the warmth of her wrist. It wasn't high, but it was hard to ignore.
"The ceremony is over, send her to the bridal chamber!"
The etiquette officer came back to his senses, finished singing the ceremony with a smile, and the figure in front of him swayed, and Nan Xu finally withdrew his wrist.
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Only when the voices faded away did Nan Xu finally breathe a sigh of relief.
She lifted her veil, stretched out her hand to rub her aching ankle, and asked Yu Ming, who was pouring water, "Why did it take so long to get to the bridal chamber? Is the mansion very big?"
Although Duan Wenpei's power is greater than that of the Marquis' Mansion, his title is lower than that of the Marquis of Yong'an. Nan Xu doesn't believe that it is more difficult to leave Wei Yangbo's Mansion than the Marquis' Mansion where she has lived for more than ten years.
Yu Ming looked at Nan Xu who looked dissatisfied, holding the teacup, not knowing how to start.
Nan Xu noticed something and stood up to look around the new house.
The sight of all that is bright red cannot obscure the excellent arrangement of furniture and utensils, many of which are obviously designed for women to play with, with no signs of men living there. Walking outside, there is a spacious and grand main hall, an elegant and quiet side room, and lush green plants in front of the open windows.
Nan Xu pulled off the green bamboo leaves that extended into the house, turned around and asked, "Isn't the yard quite secluded?"
Otherwise, the layout wouldn't be like this, and it wouldn't be so quiet outside, not even the sound of stringed instruments could be heard.
Yu Ming nodded with a complicated look in her eyes.
Just when he was about to say something comforting, he saw Nan Xu throw the veil in her hand onto the bed, sit down at the table with a smile, pick up the pastries on the table and eat them with hearty mouthfuls.
In order to get married, she didn't eat anything for the whole day. She snatched the teacup from Yu Ming's hand, drank the warm tea, and Nan Xu came back to life.
"If I had known that a wedding would be so complicated, I would never have listened to my mother and the maids and eaten anything."
She was just afraid that she would need to relieve herself during the ceremony. Now, the new house was so remote, probably far from Duan Wenpei's yard. Looking at the temper of her cheap husband, she estimated that he might not even come on the wedding night.
This is the best way, and it suits her very well.
Nan Xu wanted to reach out and grab the pastries that were farther away, but was hindered by the things in her sleeves. She puffed out her cheeks, took out the fire avoidance map and put it aside. When she was about to continue, the door was pushed open and Yuxiang ran in breathlessly.
"Girl, the uncle is coming!"
"Bang!"
The pastry fell to the ground and tumbled a few times. Nan Xu blinked and it really came over!
She didn't care about anything else, put down the things in her hands, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, sat back on the bed before footsteps came into the room, and covered her head with the veil again.
"Long live the uncle."
It was the voices of Yu Ming and Yu Xiang. Nan Xu listened attentively, but there was only the sound of light footsteps.
Then there was space beside him, and Yuming and Yuxiang went out.
Nan Xu straightened her back and uncomfortably fastened her collar around her waist. She almost called out to Yu Ming.
The candlelight flickered, and the man walked to the table. He saw something and laughed incoherently.
What are you laughing at? Nan Xu glared at the front through her veil in annoyance, stroking her empty cuffs, and suddenly her whole body froze.
She put the fire avoidance chart on the table!!!
A blush crept up her cheeks, and Nan Xu wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
What should I do now?
"Second Miss Nan"
ah?
"Your stuff."
A half scroll was stretched out from under the veil. What else could it be but a fire avoidance map?
Nan Xu's eyes dodged, and after a long while, she squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, "I don't recognize it, it's not mine."
The only option now was to deny it till death. Nan Xu poked the scroll with her finger, thinking about what Duan Wenpei would say next.
"I want to believe you, but..."
But what? Nan Xu raised her head and waited for his next words.
The figure in front of him swayed, and he did not answer immediately. Instead, he picked up the wedding scale with auspicious cloud patterns and lifted a corner of the veil.
The dragon and phoenix wedding candles burst into flames, and the woman's beautiful face trembled slightly.
The wet eyes looked over, and the delicate and charming face aroused the instinctive desire buried in the body.
Duan Wenpei's Adam's apple rolled as he placed the fire avoidance map on her lap, his eyes falling on her lips. "There are fingerprints on it. I don't think any servant in this mansion would be so bold as to eat in the bridal chamber."
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