Upon seeing the two approaching, Xu Mama bowed deeply to Zhao Tingduo without needing Song Liyun's introduction, saying, "This old servant, Xu Shi, greets the young master!"
Zhao Tingduo quickly walked to Xu Mama's side, smiling as she raised her hand to support her arm: "Please rise, Mama. Thank you for your hard work!"
It was indeed hard work for an old palace maid to travel thousands of miles.
When Granny Xu stood up, she was taken aback to see Zhao Tingduo with bright eyes, elegant demeanor, and no airs of superiority.
She had never met Zhao Tingduo, but the garrison commander's wife had described Zhao Tingduo's appearance to her.
Knowing that this young Di man was not only skilled in archery and horsemanship and had outstanding talent, he was a young master who was no less than the men of the Wu Dynasty.
Upon seeing it, it exceeded her expectations.
Zhao Tingduo was already quite beautiful. At this moment, she was dressed in a clean royal blue leather robe and a pointed leather hat with a jeweled ribbon hanging from the end of the hat, which fluttered in the wind.
Her tall and elegant figure overshadowed even Song Liyun next to her, making it hard for her not to attract attention.
Granny Xu couldn't help but think to herself, "Such a talented person, it's a pity he was born in such a desolate place."
Even if he came from the womb of the Duke of Anguo's legitimate concubine, he would still be a scion of a prominent family in the capital.
As an old servant in the palace, she naturally knew whether certain things should be said or not, and this thought only flashed through her mind before she regained her composure.
"Young Master, these are all servants sent by the Duke. Please accept them!"
She turned around to signal.
The palace maids, servants, and nannies all bowed in unison: "This humble servant greets the young master!"
Zhao Tingduo frowned slightly: "Granny Xu, these maids must have been given to my mother by my father, right? Let's wait until we've met my mother before we talk about it!"
Granny Xu's smile remained unchanged: "This old servant will follow the young master's arrangements!"
Elder Shan had sent a message to the tribe several days earlier, and by now, colorful banners had been hung in the Kara Valley.
Even the cattle and sheep were adorned with ribbons, and the entire valley was filled with a festive atmosphere.
Many new tents have been added to the valley as other tribes have come to attend the wedding.
The most eye-catching thing was a brand-new, snow-white tent, with colorful ribbons tied to the entrance, which was prepared for the newlyweds.
The arrival of the bride's motorcade brought the celebration to a climax.
Song Liyun, now dressed as a bride again, did not ride in a carriage, but instead rode on the back of a chrysanthemum-green horse adorned with large red flowers.
Xiao An, dressed in new clothes, took her horse's reins.
Beside the chrysanthemum-green horse, a spirited old horse was running happily.
This is a pound of salt from an old horse raised in the Uda tribe.
With a year of recuperation, although his hair has thinned due to old age, he has gained weight.
Lady Uya, contrary to her usual style, did not wear red, but instead dressed in a dark blue gown, supporting the equally refreshed Granny Qi as they greeted them outside the tent.
When they saw the beautiful couple riding side by side, Lady Uya's eyes glistened with tears, while Granny Qi's wrinkled face beamed with a radiant smile.
Behind the two, Yuquan's face flushed with excitement, and she kept rubbing her hands together.
As expected, Song Liyun saw Song Dekui there.
As an elder of Song Liyun's family, he came all the way from Mida River Valley, but Song Erlang had to stay at the construction site and didn't come.
The wedding began almost without any delay.
Roasted whole lamb, milk wine, milk tea, and large chunks of lamb—these were all prepared in advance by the tribe.
Amidst the bustling crowd singing and dancing, Song Liyun looked at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds but showed no signs of snow, and felt lost.
Elder Shan said that he would hold a ceremony on the first snowfall of winter and use his wedding to commemorate the souls of the dead.
So I arrived at Kara Mountain ahead of time, waiting for the heavy snow to arrive.
But it hasn't snowed yet, so how can they be getting married already?
However, everyone is happy now, and even if she wanted to ask, she couldn't bring herself to bring up this spoilsport.
The doubts in Song Liyun's heart quickly dissipated in the lively atmosphere.
The wedding celebrations continued throughout the day and didn't stop even as night fell.
Zhao Tingduo escorted Song Liyun into the large tent that was being used as their bridal chamber. He gave a few instructions to Yuquan and the maidservants who were serving her, and then the group left and closed the door.
Song Liyun sat on the couch with a blush on her face.
Zhao Tingduo walked over, carrying two glasses of water: "You've had a long day, so let's not drink alcohol, have some tea instead!"
Song Liyun looked up at him. On Wu Chao's wedding night, they were required to drink the nuptial wine.
Zhao Tingduo sat down next to her: "From today onwards, we will be husband and wife who will never be apart, and only by keeping a clear head can we get through this together."
Song Liyun chuckled: "What are you trying to say?"
Zhao Tingduo laughed, placed the teacup in her hand on the cabinet next to her, and gently touched Song Liyun's flushed face with the back of her hand: "I can't hide it from you! I saw that your face was red from drinking and you must be thirsty. This tent has underfloor heating, so I prepared some tea, which can both relieve the hangover and quench your thirst. There is also a small stove in the tent, so you can drink water at any time."
Today, Song Liyun was toasted by the wives of several tribal chiefs in turn, and had to drink a few more cups than usual. Now, with the heat emanating from her, she is both thirsty and hot.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Tingduo, who spent the whole day socializing, also observed the situation on my side.
Song Liyun smiled and accepted the tea: "Be sober in your actions, but live life in a daze. That's good too!"
The warm, fragrant tea, a tribute-quality tea, instantly makes one's mouth water.
Song Liyun felt the burning sensation on her face subside, but when she turned around, she saw Zhao Tingduo's handsome face leaning close, and heard his soft, sweet voice: "Ayun, we're finally married! You should give it to me now!"
When did Zhao Tingduo ever display such a childlike voice? Song Liyun felt her bones melt, and the heat that had just subsided rushed back to her face.
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