Qingchuan promotion rules in the backyard

Chapter 281 The Big Wedding
Zhao Furong felt her heart skip a beat.It was his voice.

At this time, although the gongs and drums were loud, his voice was still clear and clear.An uneasy heart instantly seemed to have found support and became steadfast.

The red silk in her hand shook slightly, she knew that the other end was in his hands, and stepped into the lobby step by step.

Worship heaven and earth, worship high hall, husband and wife worship each other!Under the red hijab, Zhao Furong couldn't see anyone, so she could only follow the prompts.The excitement around was still there, and the sound of "sent to the bridal chamber" completely pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

Being supported by the maid all the way into the room, and sitting down by the bed, Zhao Furong only felt that nervous feeling welling up in her heart again.

"Please use the bridegroom's wedding name to lift the red hijab!" Xi Niang sang in unison, making the noisy voices in the room quiet down.

Zhao Furong's breathing stagnated, and her whole body tensed up.

She and Mao Mingxuan were not blindly married, and they had met quite a few times since they were young.Even just half a month ago, the two had spoken alone.But at such a moment, the mood is still different.

The red hijab in front of him was slowly lifted, and the whole line of sight suddenly became wider.Zhao Furong closed her eyes subconsciously, and heard praises from all around her.

"The bride is so beautiful!"

Two patches of blush flew over her face, and her appearance, which was not bad at all, looked even more charming.

Mao Mingxuan was stunned for a moment.The face of the woman in front of him seemed to be familiar at the moment, but it was obviously different.

"Oh, our No. [-] Scholar is dumbfounded!"

I don't know who joked and coaxed the room, and everyone laughed.

Mao Mingxuan came back to his senses all of a sudden, and blushed rarely.He subconsciously looked into Zhao Furong's eyes, only to find that she happened to be looking over too.

The four eyes met, and the eyes of the two froze for a moment, and then they quickly moved away.

After drinking the quilt wine, Mao Mingxuan was about to go out to welcome the guests.He looked at Zhao Furong who was sitting quietly by the bed, and regardless of the guests who were still watching the ceremony in the room, he directly leaned into her ear and whispered: "When you are tired, wash up first, and when you are hungry, let the kitchen serve some food. Follow me at home." Same, don’t wait for me.”

This is a sweet remark.Zhao Furong's heart warmed when she heard it.Looking up at the person close at hand, I saw a gentle smile on his face, more elegant than usual.

"Okay." She replied softly, and then added, "You also take care of yourself, don't drink too much."

The smile on Mao Mingxuan's face suddenly deepened, he nodded, and then he got up and went out, leaving all the laughter behind him to Zhao Furong.

There are quite a few guests today.The garrison, which was usually a bit cold on weekdays, was packed to the brim.As soon as the groom came out, everyone gathered around to toast.Although Mao Mingxuan had a good capacity for alcohol, he couldn't help being overwhelmed with such enthusiasm.Fortunately, he was well prepared and pulled Song Mingyi and Fang Ruohong to hold the wine for him.One is this year's Jinshi, and the other is the eldest son of the magistrate, so those who are toasting have to be careful.

In the new house, Zhao Furong was secretly relieved to see off the last female relative.

"Girl, sit down and have a cup of tea. This servant will remove your hair first." Jasmine stepped forward and said.

"It's time to call Young Mistress." Lamei smiled from the side.

"That's right, that's right, it's time to call you young mistress." Jasmine laughed.

Zhao Furong also laughed, and said, "Take off my hair first, and change into my clothes. I'm really exhausted today."

"Maidservant, let's go to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat. The young mistress didn't eat anything today." Jasmine said.

Zhao Furong nodded, and said: "You go. Just now, my husband said it just now. I think the kitchen should be prepared." She was slightly uncomfortable.I am used to calling him Big Brother Mao on weekdays, but I suddenly changed my name to Husband, and I was not used to it for a while.

"The young master is very considerate to the young mistress." Lamei said.

Unexpectedly, Zhuangyuan Gong's temperament is very gentle, not at all like some scholars, who are either arrogant or dull.My girl has met a good man!
Zhao Furong couldn't help but blushed again when she thought of Mao Mingxuan's soft voice just before he left.

After changing clothes and taking off the complicated headgear, Zhao Furong only felt a bit relieved.Jasmine also brought back hot porridge and side dishes from the kitchen.

"Young Mistress, the kitchen has been prepared a long time ago. You can use some while it's hot." Jasmine swiftly placed the porridge and side dishes on the table, and the aroma immediately filled the room.

Zhao Furong still used some porridge early in the morning.I was so nervous before that I didn't even know I was hungry.This will relax and the stomach will growl.

After drinking a bowl of glutinous millet porridge and eating two steamed buns, Zhao Furong's speed slowed down.

"Put another bowl." Zhao Furong said.

Jasmine took it, and just as she was about to serve the porridge, the door was opened.

Several people raised their heads and looked towards the door, only to see Mao Mingxuan walking in with a flushed face being supported by someone.

Zhao Furong hurriedly stood up to greet her, and said with some distress: "Are you drunk?"

Supporting Mao Mingxuan were Song Mingyi and Xiao Huzi.

"I've met my sister-in-law." Song Mingyi greeted with a smile, and said, "Brother Mingxuan is too strong to drink, so sister-in-law has to work hard."

With a blushing face, Zhao Furong took Mao Mingxuan's arm from his hand, and quickly thanked him, but she didn't see a trace of teasing in Song Mingyi's eyes.

Little Huzi didn't say a word, he only helped Zhao Furong to put Mao Mingxuan on the bed, and went out with Song Mingyi.

"Hey, let's go now? Young Mistress, should I go to the kitchen and make a bowl of hangover soup for Young Master?" Jasmine asked urgently.This young master's servant is unreliable!He actually dropped the young master just like that.Both she and Lamei are newcomers to the mansion, so he should help at least.

Zhao Furong didn't think much about it, and just ordered: "You go to make hangover soup, Lamei go to get hot water."

"Hey!" The two maids quickly responded and went out to get busy.

Immediately, only Zhao Furong and Mao Mingxuan were left in the room.

"Hey, isn't it uncomfortable to drink like this?" Zhao Furong looked at Mao Mingxuan who was on the bed with eyes closed and frowning, couldn't help sighing, took out her handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Unexpectedly, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Zhao Furong's hand, and smiled.

"Ah, you, you're awake!" Zhao Furong was startled, blushing, and stammered.

"I made Madam worry, it's because of my husband." Mao Mingxuan said with a smile, his eyes were clear, and he was not a little drunk.

"Master, are you not drunk?" Zhao Furong suddenly asked.It was only now that she remembered that Mao Mingxuan's drinking capacity was not bad.Although she had never had a drink together, she had heard Mao Tongtong talk about it.

Mao Mingxuan sat up, still holding Zhao Furong's hand, and said with a smile: "If you don't pretend to be drunk, how can you come back so early?"

(End of this chapter)