“Knock knock knock~”
As soon as Hua Qingcheng left, Yu Xiaotian pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom, holding a tray with a plate of steamed dumplings and a bowl of noodle soup.
"Brother, you're up so early this morning, and the wedding banquet won't last until the evening. Eat something first!"
"Um."
Mu Lige was supported by Yu Xiaotian and sat down at the round table. She started eating directly with her big red veil on.
Mu Lige could wait for Hua Qingcheng without eating or drinking, but the child in his belly could not, so he could not act arbitrarily.
"Brother, how about... taking off the veil first?"
Yu Xiaotian stared blankly at Mu Lige eating with her veil on. Although it was Mid-Autumn Festival, it was really hard to wear the veil all day.
"fine."
Mu Lige's lips curled slightly. He never expected that he, a man from a country where men are respected, would one day wear a wedding dress and a big red veil like a woman.
It was just that because the target was Hua Qingcheng, this feeling was really... novel and interesting. He wanted to wait for Hua Qingcheng to come back in the evening and let her take off the festive red veil for him personally.
If he ever had the chance to return to Zhaoyang Country in the future, he would also want to marry Hua Qingcheng to the Su Mu family in a formal ceremony as Su Mulige, just like Hua Qingcheng married her husband today, and personally remove the bridal veil for her during the wedding night...
Guests arrived at the buffet in the front yard in waves, and Hua Qingcheng toasted each table with wine. Fortunately, this ancient fruit wine was not too strong and was sweet and delicious. She drank it all afternoon and only felt slightly tipsy.
At the hour of Xu, Xu Qingchuan, the groom, promptly brought Hua Qingcheng back to the bridal chamber. It wasn't that he wanted to be a candle, but there were still some rituals to be completed before the couple's wedding night.
After entering the bridal chamber, Xu Qingchuan first lit a pair of red candles on the round table, and then began to hold the "sitting ceremony" for Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige.
"Women on the left, men on the right, please have the bride and groom sit on the edge of the bed together."
After Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige sat together, one on the left and one on the right, Xu Qingchuan stepped forward and placed the left lapel of Hua Qingcheng's bridal gown on the right lapel of Mu Lige's groom's gown.
"Uncle Qingchuan, this is..." Hua Qingcheng looked at Xu Qingchuan's operation, extremely curious.
"The wife is the leader of the husband. The left is the most important, the right is second, and women are superior to men. The bride's left lapel presses on the groom's right lapel, which means that women should be superior to men."
Hua Qingcheng raised the corners of her lips slightly when she heard that. She looked at Mu Lige with her peach blossom eyes and whistled at him in a playful manner, her eyes full of teasing.
Feeling the burning gaze of the woman beside him, Mu Lige, beneath her bright red veil, could only smile dotingly. Never mind, as long as she was happy, it was just a formality. As long as she didn't treat him as an accessory in private, it would be fine.
After the "sitting blessing" ceremony was completed, Xu Qingchuan opened the door.
Hua's mother and father, Situ Ye, Han Yichen, Yu Xiaotian, Si Chengfeng and some relatives and friends of the Hua family who had been waiting outside the door all rushed in and threw the wedding fruits in their hands into Mu Lige's hands, scattered them on the love bed behind the two of them, or scattered them into every corner of the bridal chamber.
The fruits thrown included red dates, longans, chestnuts, and peanuts, which not only sounded like "early birth of a child," but also meant "a boy or girl will be born with flowers together." After the ceremony, everyone left the bridal chamber.
Then, Xu Qingchuan brought in another bowl of "descendants' dumplings" cooked by his father Ye Maochun. The dumplings were half-cooked, and Mu Lige couldn't help but frown as soon as he took a bite.
"Alive or not?"
After seeing Mu Lige taste the dumplings, Xu Qingchuan asked.
"born!"
Mu Lige realized she had been tricked after she finished speaking, and her face flushed slightly, but it was only covered by the bright red veil. Hua Qingcheng, who was standing beside her, sensed Mu Lige's embarrassment and forced a smile to her lips.
After eating the "descendants' dumplings" and "asking for good luck", Xu Qingchuan came to the round table, picked up the wine pot, poured two glasses of wine that were eight-tenths full, and brought them to the bedside on a tray for Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige.
"The bride and groom drink the wedding wine!"
Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige each held a glass of wine. After they hooked their arms around each other and drank half of the glass, Xu Qingchuan exchanged the glasses in their hands and watched them drink the remaining half of the glass.
The wedding wine is also called the happiness wine. Drinking the wedding wine means the husband and wife will live in harmony after marriage.
After the two drank the wedding wine, Xu Qingchuan took out a pair of scissors, cut a strand of hair from Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige respectively, and tied them together with colored thread.
"'Married as husband and wife, they shall remain together till old age', Qingcheng, Lige, from now on you are officially husband and wife, and you must live a good life together."
"Yes, thank you, Uncle Qingchuan!"
After handing the scented sachet containing the bride and groom's hair to Hua Qingcheng, Xu Qingchuan left the room. At midnight, Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige's wedding finally concluded successfully.
"Li Ge, do you want to keep this hair sachet yourself, or leave it with me?"
Although Hua Qingcheng thought it would be most appropriate to place it in the room of her space villa, she still wanted to respect Mu Lige's opinion.
“Give it to me!”
After all, Hua Qingcheng not only had her husband, but also many concubines, while Mu Lige only had Hua Qingcheng. Even if it was just a hair sachet, it was something that belonged to him, Mu Lige, and was his only possession...
"good."
Hua Qingcheng took Mu Lige's hand and solemnly handed the sachet to him.
"Brother Li..."
"Um?"
Mu Lige, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, looked lively, gorgeous and cheerful. The mandarin ducks playing in the water embroidered on her veil were lifelike, and the joy was mixed with sweetness and warmth, just like her and Mu Lige at this moment.
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