The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 345 The happy sedan chair is falling apart!Herbal incense

Under the hijab, there was a clear "click, click, click".

Qing Moyan followed the trend and looked at Ru Xiaonan's hands.

Ru Xiaonan shrunk her sleeves as if guilty, and covered her hands with wide sleeves.

Qing Moyan glanced at Changhen.

There is nothing to love about eternal hate.

Qing Moyan secretly smiled.

He knew that little things were non-stop, no matter what happened, as long as he didn't stare at her, something would happen, so he brought Everlasting Hate and asked her to change into a woman's dress to stay by Ru Xiaonan's side.

"The auspicious time has come, carry the bride on the sedan chair!" Xi Po shouted at the top of her voice.

A woman came over and wanted to carry Ru Xiaonan, Qing Moyan made a stop gesture.

Everyone looked at each other.

Master Shaoqing, what do you want to do?Carry the bride by yourself?
"The emperor bestows a marriage, there can be no mistakes, it's better for me to do it myself." Qing Moyan said lightly, leaning over and hugging Ru Xiaonan from Xi's bed.

Seeing this, the clever Xi Po hurriedly changed her words, "The groom is carrying the bride into the sedan chair!"

Qing Moyan picked up Ru Xiaonan and strode out the door, behind her was still shouting, "Have you got the bride's apple?"

Changhen pretended to be the maid next to Ru Xiaonan, and bowed her head in response.

The corners of Qing Moyan's lips twitched, and said in a low voice: "I ate all of them, didn't you leave me a bite?"

"There's still some meat..." Ru Xiaonan subconsciously said, while raising her hand, she stuffed the huge apple core into his mouth.

The people in the courtyard were instantly in chaos.

How did the apple in the bride's hand turn into a core?Everyone peeked at Qing Moyan's face, Mr. Shaoqing should be angry, right?

Qing Moyan bit her fingers together with her teeth.

Only then did Ru Xiaonan realize what she had done just now, and she wanted to take the fruit core out of his mouth with a guilty conscience.

"Shut up." She begged in a low voice, her voice was thin and soft, like a kitten meowing.

Qing Moyan's heart softened instantly, and she loosened her teeth.

Ru Xiaonan timidly put the apple core back into her sleeve.

Qing Moyan raised her head and laughed loudly, only stunned everyone.

Since when did Shaoqing of Dali Temple be so good-tempered? Not to mention that the bride broke the rules and even stuffed fruit cores into his mouth, even so he didn't get angry, which was really surprising.

Qing Moyan came out of the village gate, came to the sedan chair, and whispered to her, "I will let Changhen follow you, no matter what happens on the road, don't panic."

Ru Xiaonan nodded heavily.

Qing Moyan put her into the sedan chair.

The team of picking up the bride went all the way, and finally entered the city smoothly.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Ru Xiaonan lifted her hijab and secretly peeped out through the curtain.

In front of Qinghou Mansion, many guests who came to the wedding banquet had already gathered.

Fifth Prince Yu Yuanjun and Crown Prince Yu Qingcheng also stood in the crowd, quietly watching the procession approaching from far away.

The prince was smiling, and his eyes fell on Qing Moyan who was riding a tall horse in front of the team, and there was a sense of darkness in his eyes.

Yu Yuanjun's eyes were on a maid who was following the wedding sedan chair.

He had never seen the maid's appearance before, but it felt familiar to him.

Her figure is very similar to the figure he saw in the carriage of Princess Mingyue that day...

Seeing that the wedding sedan chair was about to arrive at the gate of the mansion.

Qing Moyan turned her head slightly, and glanced at Xuanyu who was accompanying her in an imperceptible way.

Xuanyu was half a step behind, and winked at the bearers carrying the sedan chair.

Firecrackers rang outside the gate of Hou Mansion.

Xi Po has already had the brazier and saddle set up, and is just waiting for the wedding sedan to come.

At this moment, a jaw-dropping thing happened suddenly.

Under the eyes of everyone, the wedding sedan chair was torn apart. Several bearers were carrying the sedan chair poles and were still moving forward, while the bride was still sitting where she was.

what?What happened?

Ru Xiaonan suddenly found that the sedan chair was split and she was exposed.

Surrounded by people watching the excitement and guests of Qinghou Mansion, they stared at her with wide eyes, and she also stared back at them.

What kind of situation is this, why is she sitting on the street?
Changhen grabbed the hijab in her hand and covered her head.

"What's going on?" Ru Xiaonan yelled, she couldn't see anything when she covered her head.

"Hush..." Changhen hissed, "Don't talk, Master Shaoqing is responsible for everything."

With these words, Ru Xiaonan no longer worried.

But sitting in the street wearing such a bright red wedding dress is really cool.

The bearers all looked innocent, as if they didn't understand what happened.

Why did the sedan chair fall apart?

Qing Moyan got off the horse at this moment, and walked to the broken sedan chair.

Xuan Yuzhuang pretended to order someone to come forward and check.

"My lord, this sedan chair is too old. Although the outside has been re-polished, the boards inside are too thin, so it can't bear it at all." Someone raised his voice and replied.

Hearing this, the people who watched the excitement around immediately exploded.

No matter who gets married, they will rent a sedan chair, but only those poor people will rent this kind of cheap old sedan chair. Where is Qinghou Mansion, no matter how poor they are, they can't rent this kind of sedan chair, right?
Besides, the one who got married today is the eldest son of the Qinghou Mansion, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and the marriage was bestowed by the emperor, so how could there be no money to arrange the marriage.

Those who have something good to do go over to look at the sedan chair.

"Tsk tsk...the boards inside are all rotten, no wonder..."

"Hey, I've lived most of my life, and this is the first time I've seen such an old sedan chair. It should have been used as firewood long ago."

"What does the Qinghou Mansion want to do? They use this kind of sedan chair to pick up the bride when their sons get married..."

"I heard that Lord Qinghou is at odds with Shaoqing and his son..."

Someone in the crowd suddenly said something.

These words were like a stone, quietly causing ripples in the crowd.

"Yes, yes, I remembered, their father and son were at odds, and there was a storm all over the city before..."

"Mr. Qing Hou said that the son is not filial, and it seems that he is having an unpleasant fight with Mr. Shaoqing over the matter of Princess Mingyue."

"Who made it so that the emperor hadn't named Princess Mingyue at that time." Someone snickered, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

People looked at Qinghou's mansion mockingly, more and more criticism poured out, and all the servants in the mansion lowered their heads in embarrassment, wishing to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

The second young master, Qing Jinzhi, was not in the wedding reception team. It is said that he is Qing Moyan's younger brother and should accompany him in the wedding reception, but Qing Moyan refused.

He stood at the gate of the mansion, his face turning blue and pale.

Shi Datian squeezed back and forth among the crowd watching the excitement, and from time to time, he said a surprising sentence.

Ordinary people are the easiest to listen to and believe. Looking at the rotten wedding sedan chair in front of them, they believe even more in the rumors that Qing Moyan and Qinghou Lord father and son are at odds.

"The emperor dares to do such a shabby marriage, tsk tsk."

Even the guests at the wedding banquet began to complain.

"Master Qing won't be so stingy, will he save some money?"

"I heard that the emperor rewarded a lot of things to the mansion... Could it be that someone has corrupted you..."

Qing Moyan turned a deaf ear to the surrounding discussions, jumped off the horse, picked up Ru Xiaonan, and strode directly towards the gate of the mansion.

"Shaoqing is really special, even in a wedding, such a thing would happen." The prince said quietly.

Yu Yuanjun didn't seem to hear what the prince said, his eyes followed the maid beside Ru Xiaonan.

Princess Mingyue passed the brazier, stepped on the saddle, and followed Qing Moyan into the mansion.

Yu Yuanjun squeezed forward quietly, and the maid obviously didn't notice him in the crowd. When passing by, Yu Yuanjun smelled the faint aroma of herbs on her body.

(End of this chapter)