Chapter 49 It’s time to call him husband
The marriage between the Wei and Xiao families was held in a grand manner.
Two days in advance, the two families sent people to distribute alms outside the mansion, and the people in the city could all go to receive cloth, cakes and silver rewards.
On the wedding day, the Wei family even invited the largest music group in Hanjing, and they went to the Xiao family to pick up the bride with gongs and drums, and they also threw copper coins to let the people watching along the way share in the joy.
Chunxi had to stay at home to dress up and couldn't go out to join in the fun, but she heard about the grand occasion from Aunt Li.
Aunt Li received donations from the Wei and Xiao families, and calculated the time to follow the Wei family's wedding procession for a while, picking up twenty or thirty copper coins.
"The Wei family is truly generous. The wedding money was scattered like flowers along the way. The wedding procession was magnificent, almost endless. Young Master Wei was incredibly handsome. In all my years, I've never seen a man with such outstanding looks."
Aunt Li chattered non-stop while cracking melon seeds.
Wang was upset after hearing this.
The grander the Wei family's wedding ceremony, the more humble Chunxi's wedding seemed.
Although Shen Qingyuan was also from a marquis's family, his betrothal gift was only two wild geese and some tea and snacks, which was too shabby. When Young Master Wei asked the Liu family to deceive Chunxi, he offered five hundred taels of silver.
Wang found an excuse to kick Aunt Li out of the room, and then, unwilling to give up, asked Chunxi again, "Will it really be just Shen Qingyuan and his attendant coming to greet the bride?"
"Otherwise, she's getting married for the third time, and she's marrying someone like me who doesn't even have a dowry. How can this be considered glorious?"
Chunxi rolled her eyes without any hesitation. Wang glared at Chunxi with a look of disapproval: "I was just saying that. If you had surrendered to me, how could I really not prepare a dowry for you? Your marriage is so shabby. Who knows how much grievances you will have to endure when you enter the Marquis' Mansion."
At the end of her speech, Wang's eyes were still red.
After all, she was the one who gave birth to the child after ten months of pregnancy. She could still be angry with Chunxi before, but when it came to this moment, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
This dead girl is just too stubborn and refuses to give in. The wife of Marquis Qingyuan can tell from the looks of it that she is not a easy person to deal with. This dead girl will suffer in the future.
Chunxi didn't respond.
Wang's words sounded nice, but she knew it wouldn't happen.
Before she was transferred to work for Wei Lingze, she had returned home and wanted to ask her mother for some money to please the manager, but her mother scolded her without saying a word, saying that she had too much free time and was picky. She also said that her eldest brother and sister-in-law had just gotten engaged and the wedding still needed money, so she shouldn't ask her family for money just to be lazy.
If she really asked her mother for a dowry, her mother would definitely ask Shen Qingyuan for ten times or even dozens of times the betrothal gift, and would ask her to bring back more things from the Marquis' Mansion to support her family in the future.
She couldn't afford such a dowry.
Wang grumbled for a long time, but Chunxi didn't respond. Wang's melancholy soon faded. She wiped her eyes and said solemnly, "This is the path you chose. Don't come home crying in the future."
Not long after, Shen Qingyuan and Qingshu came to pick up the bride with a sedan chair carried by two people.
Although there were a few people, Shen Qingyuan didn't look shabby at all when he stood there.
Shen Qingyuan, dressed in red, lost his usual solemnity and looked more handsome. With a smile on his lips and a warm expression, his handsome appearance, which had been suppressed by his aura, was revealed.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh.
Although Lord Shen is a little older, he is very handsome and doesn't look old at all.
And judging by her stature, broad shoulders and narrow waist, she must be an expert in matters in the boudoir.
Cao Wu was blocking the door, while Shen Qingyuan was giving red envelopes and saying nice things, without any airs at all. Everyone couldn't help but praise Wang.
In life, it’s either about money or about people.
Mr. Shen has such a good appearance and such a good temper, what's there to complain about if the wedding is simple?
After a stick of incense, Cao Wu carried Chunxi on his back into the sedan chair.
Shen Qingyuan jumped onto the horse, Qingshu shouted, and the sedan bearers lifted the sedan and walked forward briskly.
Wang and Cao Wu couldn't help but follow for a few steps, both of them with tears in their eyes.
Wang choked up and said, "Axi, take care of yourself!"
Cao Wu said to Shen Qingyuan, "Shen Qingyuan, you must be good to my sister, otherwise I will not let you go even if I risk my life!"
Everyone was moved by this, but when the sedan chair disappeared at the entrance of the alley, Wang wiped away her tears and returned to the courtyard to entertain the guests.
People from the Qian family are here today, and she has to ask them how to divide the one hundred taels of silver!
In the sedan chair, Chunxi looked down at the wedding dress she had embroidered stitch by stitch, and the corners of her lips slowly rose.
She got married.
Although the wedding was simple, she was marrying the best Mr. Shen in the world, and he was her legal wife, not a concubine of inferior status or a mistress who was not allowed to be seen in public.
Dad, if you are in heaven, you must be very happy for your daughter.
When the sedan chair was halfway there, two wedding processions met.
The Wei family's team was too large, and the onlookers were busy grabbing the wedding money and didn't notice that someone else was getting married. However, Wei Lingze immediately noticed Shen Qingyuan and the inconspicuous sedan chair behind him.
Chunxi was sitting in the sedan chair.
Shen Qingyuan felt Wei Lingze's gaze the first moment and looked up.
The distance was too far, and Wei Lingze couldn't see the expression on Shen Qingyuan's face, but he could clearly feel the domineering and fierce look in Shen Qingyuan's eyes.
That was a completely different aura from the one Shen Qingyuan usually displayed in Jingzhao Prefecture.
It seemed that as long as Shen Qingyuan wanted to, he could step on him.
Where does this old guy get the confidence from?
Wei Lingze pursed his lips and tightened his grip on the reins. Shen Qingyuan had already looked away and led the sedan chair into the alley next to him, as if the eye contact just now was just an illusion.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Wei Lingze stopped his horse and was reluctant to move forward, so Xingzhou immediately came forward.
Wei Lingze suppressed his surging anger and shook his head: "It's okay."
The Wei family was full of guests. After the wedding ceremony, Wei Lingze drank with the guests and did not return to the bridal chamber until late at night, reeking of alcohol.
In the room, Xiao Qinghe, wearing a phoenix coronet and a red robe, sat quietly on the bed.
Wei Lingze lifted the veil with a wedding scale, and Xiao Qinghe raised her head. There was no displeasure on her beautiful face, and her sparkling eyes were full of smiles.
After exchanging the ties and drinking the wedding wine, all the maids and servants in the room left.
Xiao Qinghe ordered someone to make some hangover soup. Without bothering to remove her heavy phoenix crown jewelry, she helped Wei Lingze undress. However, just as her fingertips touched Wei Lingze's collar, she heard Wei Lingze's low, hoarse voice: "It hurts."
"Where does it hurt?"
Xiao Qinghe frowned, his face full of tension.
Wei Lingze lowered his eyes and uttered a word with a hint of alcohol in his mouth: "Legs."
Xiao Qinghe squatted down without hesitation to check the condition of his legs.
A dark look of pleasure flashed in Wei Lingze's eyes, and then he grabbed Xiao Qinghe's arm and threw her onto the bed.
"Wei Lang?"
Xiao Qinghe was startled, and before she could react, she was dragged into the violent storm. As she felt the pain, she heard Wei Lingze's panting voice: "From today on, you should call me husband."
With command and absolute control, but... no mercy.
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