C9 Grand marriage

The day of the wedding.

The entire Zhuo Mansion was no different from before.

Only in the Plum Garden did Zhuo Qingfan stand guard here in the early morning.

Then, the few wedding wives that Hauptverwaltungsgebaude had invited were combing Zhuo Qingyan's hair and dressing.

This wedding dress was sent over a few days ago. Hauptverwaltungsgebaude had invited the embroidery mother of the Linglong Workshop to make it, just to give face to the Zhuo Family.

Originally, Minister Zhuo had wanted to send the person onto the bridal sedan as soon as the auspicious hour arrived to complete the task, but he didn't expect that Ling Mansion's wedding procession would already arrive.

He was at a loss looking at the neat and orderly wedding procession. After swallowing his throat, he immediately ordered his men to inform Hauptverwaltungsgebaude and brought out the dowry, a total of eight chests.

When the auspicious hour came, Zhuo Qingfan came out carrying Zhuo Qingyan. He placed her in the bridal sedan and held her hand. "Yan Yan Yan is not afraid. Second Brother will come to see you in a few days …"

"Take care, second brother!" Zhuo Qingyan replied softly.

"The auspicious hour has arrived. Get up the palanquin!" The curtain of the sedan was put down as soon as he heard someone shouting outside.

With a bridal veil over her head, Zhuo Qingyan sat in the sedan chair, slightly swaying. She couldn't help but close her eyes.

In his previous life as a soldier, although he had once liked her and had a crush on her, he had died before she could express her goodwill.

This was a great life. He was married within a few days of coming here. Moreover, it was a prince with a ruined face and a bad temper.

The wedding dress was very heavy, and the head was even more so. Because the sedan shook again, she felt as if her neck was about to break.

It was only when she landed on the palanquin that she saw the curtain of the palanquin being lifted once again. A hand came over to help her up, "Miss, you got off the palanquin!"

She followed her out of the palanquin, and walked up the stairs step by step. From time to time, she would hear a reminder from Qiu mama and Mo Yu.

However, the wedding dress was a bit long and tied her feet. In order to prevent herself from falling, she could only slowly walk away.

By the time the front hall was ready for church, she was sweating profusely.

He heard a loud shout, "The auspicious hour has arrived, we must pay our respects to the temple!"

"First bow to Heaven and Earth!"

Under the guidance of the Qiu mama, she bowed. The heavy headdress on her head almost fell off.

"Second bow to the hall!"

She was turned around again and bowed again.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

After being patted by the Qiu mama, she turned around and bowed again.

"Gift!" To the bridal room! "

After hearing this, she couldn't help but to let out a sigh of relief. It could be considered to be over, at this moment, she was already on the verge of collapsing.

At this moment, a red silk cloth was stuffed into her hand. She could only hold it in her hand before being pulled forward.

However, before he could take five steps, his feet stepped on the skirt of the wedding dress once again, causing him to stagger forward.

She instinctively stretched out her hand to grab onto the ground, but she failed. She thought that she was doomed this time. When she wanted to come into close contact with the ground, her waist was hugged and her body just stopped there.

In the midst of all this panic, the handkerchief on her head flew out. She opened her eyes wide and saw a pair of brightly shining eyes staring at her face, which was only a few inches away from her face, covered with colorful feathers.

"What is it? Are you stupid? " Chu Yi Chen's eyebrows creased as he opened his mouth.

"You, look pretty good …" Zhuo Qingyan blinked at him.

"You're not afraid?" Chu Yi Chen was startled.

"Why should I be afraid? "It's not too scary!" As Zhuo Qingyan spoke, she exerted a little strength in her hand and stood up straight.

Chu Yi Chen also stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at her.

"It's rare to see a woman like you, who isn't frightened by Ben Wang's appearance. You're quite a rare sight."

"Is that so? "Hmm …" How about we do it again? This time, I promise you, I will definitely make myself cry, okay? " Zhuo Qingyan raised her head and looked at him.

At the same time, he was cursing in his heart: Insane, so what if I'm not afraid? Also, why are you so tall? Don't you know what's heavy on my head? Look, look, look, this old lady is going to look up!

"No need!" Chu Yi Chen saw the impatience in her eyes and walked forward with large strides.

Both of them held onto the red silk in their hands. As he left, he naturally pulled back Zhuo Qingyan, who was still cursing silently, and staggered again. Fortunately, she was nimble and did not embarrass herself anymore without the protection of the bridal veil.

However, she still held onto the red silk with one hand and her skirt with the other as she ran along with him towards the bedchamber.

As soon as she entered, a group of people immediately came over and pulled her over. At the same time, an old mama's voice rang out, "What's going on? Where's the bride's bridal handkerchief?"

Zhuo Qingyan, who had been pushed down onto the wedding bed, was stunned by the loud cheers of the crowd.

When the bridal veil was once again covered, Chu Yi Chen coldly yelled, "That's enough, all of you can leave. There's no need for you to wait on me here."

"Prince, we were ordered by the empress to help you …" the mama said sharply.

"You helped This King into the bridal room?" Chu Yi Chen asked with an exceptionally cold voice.

"Ugh …" "Wang …"

"Get out!"

"That... "Prince …"

"Scram!"

Suddenly, the room was in chaos again. The sound of people rushing could be heard as they rushed to the door. After they left, they closed the door behind them.

The room immediately became silent.

Zhuo Qingyan sat on the edge of the bed and listened for a while longer. There was no longer any movement in the room, so she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and reach for the handkerchief.

But facing Chu Yi Chen's mask face, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, blinked her eyes, and then raised her bridal veil: "How about … And then cover it? "

"Puff …" Chu Yi Chen really couldn't hold it in and was amused by her.

Zhuo Qingyan could not help but bite her lips. Your Royal Highness, what should we do next? "

Suddenly, Chu Yi Chen raised a finger to her lips and pointed outside the window. Zhuo Qing Yan immediately understood and nodded her head, and said loudly: "I'm hungry, I want to eat …"

"There is one on this table, eat it!" Chu Yi Chen gave her a slight nod of approval.

"Those are pastries, not rice. The rice is white, they have to have vegetables, they have to have meat in the dishes …" As Zhuo Qingyan spoke, she also stretched her head out the window, but not only did she not hear a sound, she did not see a shadow.

"Someone come!" Prepare a meal for the princess! " Chu Yi Chen said loudly.

Just as the sound of footsteps came from outside the door, Zhuo Qingyan actually saw a shadow flash by the window towards the roof.

Then she looked at Chu Yichen, who was also looking at the roof.

"What's next?" she whispered.

Before he could reply, Zhuo Qingyan heard the sound of a battle already going on outside the house.

When a servant girl pushed open the door, a voice had already sounded out, "Prince, we've caught them."

"Put them in the dungeon first. I don't think that this group will be the only group here tonight. They're all guarded." Chu Yi Chen coldly snorted.

"Yes sir!"

"Your Royal Highness, the meal has been prepared. Do you want to bring it in now?" The servant girl, who had opened the door, blessed the two of them.

"Bring it in." Chu Yi Chen replied.

Zhuo Qingyan could not help but pout her lips and blink, secretly thinking: What kind of place is this, a lagoon or a tiger's cave? There were quite a few experts here, so putting her in the middle of these people was simply not enough.