Reborn! The terminally ill prince has taken a fancy to me again

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On the eighth day of October, it is appropriate to get married.

The sound of firecrackers on the street was already very loud, the sky was full of red silk tied to the carved eaves, the Prime Minister's mansion was surrounded by people, a big red sedan chair was being carried upright to the middle of the mansion, and the sound of gongs, drums and suona was endless.

And at the very front, a handsome man in a robe like Huo Xi sits high on the horse's back, his hair is like a waterfall of black hair, his eyebrows are slanted and deep, his thin lips are a little less bloody, but because of his cheeks that are a little ruddy than usual , It doesn't look sick, but adds a little more warmth and jade.

He looked at the tall plaque of the mansion, waiting for his bride.

The young man opened the door and glanced out. Seeing the bustling wedding reception team, he ran into the mansion, "Here we come! Here we come! His Royal Highness has brought people to welcome the bride!"

The sound was loud all the way to the backyard.

The fiery red silk satin fluctuated in the wind, and Fu held a comb carved of ivory and jade to brush up the black hair of the little man in front of him little by little. The black hair was extremely smooth, and it slipped out like a gurgling stream just after being gathered in his hands.

Mrs. Fu picked up a red beaded colorful butterfly double golden step shaker on the sandalwood table, gently inserted it into the high bun, and used her fingertips to dab some rouge on her lips. The girl in the bronze mirror slowly Blinking her eyes, her moist and bright eyes were shining with brilliance, her fair face, cherry red lips, and a bright red wedding dress made her even more glamorous.

With his hands on her shoulders, Fu's vision gradually blurred.

"Mother." Hua Zuili clasped the hand on the shoulder with one hand, and comforted carefully, "Stop crying, you should be happy that your daughter can marry the person you like."

Fu wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "Okay, okay, don't cry for mother. I just never thought that you would get married in the blink of an eye. Looking back, mother still thought that you were a little baby lying on your knees. "

When a daughter gets married, the mother is always happy and sad.

Hua Zuili persuaded her for a long time before Fu finally stopped her tears. She patted her daughter's hand and suddenly remembered something. She turned around and picked up a stack of delicate fruit cakes from the long cabinet and put them in front of her. on the table:

"According to the rules, the bride does not have anything to eat until the evening when she gets married. You should fill your stomach with two snacks first, so as not to be overwhelmed."

Hua Zuili picked up the top piece of pastry sprinkled with raisins, put it in her mouth and chewed it twice.

"Is it delicious?" Mrs. Fu turned her head to ask, with a cautious tone in her tone.

Hua Zuili nodded: "It's delicious, mother made this pastry, right?" If it was a common thing that was usually found, how could mother be so careful to ask "Is it delicious?"

Mrs. Fu didn't expect her eyes to be so sharp, and she could immediately tell that this was not bought in an ordinary shop. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your child has the sharpest eyes, but this is not made by mother." , it was done by your good sister, Wen Niang."

Upon hearing the name, Hua Zuili paused when she was about to take a bite. She calmly withdrew the snack that was halfway into her mouth, and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Mother Wen? She came to see Mother again. gone?"

Mrs. Fu didn't see the deepness in her eyes, and continued: "Yes, that child invited me to Xianyifang two days ago, saying congratulations on your wedding, and saying that I was sorry for you earlier, and even made a fuss. Temper, so I want to send you a plate of snacks to ease the relationship."

"I saw that child was crying like pear blossoms and rain, but he was sincere. Why... is there anything wrong?"

Mrs. Fu talked for a long time but didn't hear Hua Zuili's continuation for a long time. She was a little puzzled and a little apprehensive. Maybe she...did something bad...

"It's nothing wrong, it's just that I didn't expect it."

She really didn't expect that after the last time they broke up unhappy, Hua Zuili saw loss and determination in Wen Lianxiang's eyes, she didn't know what the two of them had to make up for, but in short, the only kindness in her eyes disappeared. up.

But now, she is here to bring her pastries... Or is it in Mother's hands?

After pondering about it for a while, she could only come up with a "Yinghuo Chaos" that she could ask for, and there was really nothing else.

Putting down the pastry, Hua Zuili stood up and took Fu's hand, "Okay mother, these are not big things, don't worry about them."

Seeing her daughter's smiling face like a flower, Mrs. Fu completely dissipated the uneasiness in her heart, "Well, mother doesn't care, do you want to eat more?"

"No." Hua Zuili avoided Fu's hand, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Wen Lianxiang's gourd, but it's good to be cautious, so she took advantage of Fu's inattention and hid it in her sleeve. Take the little golden scissors.

The sound of firecrackers in the yard never stopped, Hua Zuili adorned with red makeup, supported by Zhiqiu, stepped into the main yard and finally kowtowed to her parents. This kowtow was the last farewell for the daughter before she got married.

Mrs. Fu wiped her tears with a handkerchief. Hua Qingze looked calm, but the hand that covered her with the red hijab still couldn't help shaking. go.

Hua Chengyun bent his back, and said in a firm tone: "Sister, if you are bullied over there, you must not bear it. No matter how bad I am, my young master, it's not a problem to beat him into a grandson."

Hua Zuili was moved and amused in her heart, and couldn't help jokingly said: "You, you'd better recuperate honestly, don't act foolishly and be beaten by him." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and poked him on the face accurately. Ziqing.

The closer you are to the entrance of the mansion, the louder the sound of gongs, drums and suona.

The door opened, Mei Zhuoxue saw the little person she was thinking of being carried out, she got off the saddle and stretched out her hand to pick it up, but she saw Hua Chengyun standing upright with Hua Zuili on her back, but she didn't let go.

Mei Zhuoxue frowned, but she didn't urge her, she stretched out her hands without any intention of taking them back.

"Treat her well, otherwise, I will beat you up, young master!"

"You don't need to say more."

The conversation between the two men ended here. It was brief, but it also made some kind of promise.

Mei Zhuoxue took her preciously, and when she turned around, the breeze blew up the girl's red gauze, her delicate jaw, and her bright red lips, only at that moment let him know how beautiful the girl in his arms is at this moment , and she...is his.

Gently put her into the sedan chair, Mei Zhuoxue stopped and looked at it for a while reluctantly, after the bride pulled down the curtain with shame and annoyance, he got on the horse.

When the prince gets married, he needs to go around the capital three times, and then the two hold hands from the main gate, which is Beique Gate, to the Golden Luan Hall on foot, to be worshiped by the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs.

Mei Zhuoxue led the horse and walked around the streets of the capital for two and a half laps, and in half a lap, he and Zui Zui would formally worship the world and become husband and wife. Thinking of this, his eyes couldn't hide his joy, but At this time, a cold piercing sound hit his chest directly.