You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 687 Sour
The girls around could only wish to have this phoenix crown as their own. They had previously hated Wen Qinger for taking their hearts away from the young Lord Bai Yueguang, but they still thought that Wen Qinger must have used some unscrupulous trick. The means, so that the young master had to marry her.

But looking at the phoenix crown, he couldn't say anything. If there was no order from the young master, who could get such a dazzling thing for Wen Qing'er? The people of the little lord have won the heart of the little lord!
Although some of the girls present said nice and auspicious words to Wen Qinger one by one, they thought maliciously in their hearts that this phoenix crown belonged to Wen Qinger, but Wen Qinger had to hold it back. Wearing a phoenix crown on the head to cover the limelight, that would be a real embarrassment!

Wen Qing'er didn't think much about it, but she felt a pain in her neck when she saw this gorgeous phoenix crown. When the phoenix crown was delivered a few days ago, Wen Qing'er asked her maid to try it on for her.

It's true that it looks good, and Wen Qing'er likes it too, but after walking around the house twice, it feels terribly heavy, as if it's been covered with two big gold bricks. Throughout the day, Wen Qing'er felt a headache just thinking about it.

Mrs. Zhang looked at this phoenix crown, but it was extremely rare. She also combed the hair of many noble ladies in the capital, but she had never seen such a beautiful phoenix crown. If you use a phoenix, Wen Qinger can only use a peacock.

"I have to give you a beautiful haircut today, or you won't be worthy of Qing'er's appearance and phoenix crown!"

Mrs. Zhang laughed, and took a small red lacquered comb inlaid with gold thread from the dowry, and slightly dipped it in some jasmine hair oil from the porcelain pot, so as not to make it difficult to comb it sometimes, which would make people feel like it's a mildew in the first place.

"Then please trouble your wife."

Wen Qing'er also smiled slightly. At this time, she finally felt that she was going to get married. Looking at herself in the bronze mirror with her makeup in place, and at her mother who had already started to wipe tears beside her, Wen Qing'er also suddenly When I opened my nose became sour, obviously I was not far away from the marriage, but I just had a sour feeling of leaving home.

Mrs. Zhang raised her voice and began to sing:
"You don't have to worry about wealth if you comb it all the way to your hair;"

"Second comb to the head, no disease and no worries;"

"Three combs to the head, more children and longer life;"

"Four combs to the end, raising the case and raising eyebrows;"

"Five combs to the end, fly together together;"

"Six combs to the end, forever tied together!"

Wen Qing'er clasped Lin's hand, singing blessings with Zhang's loud voice and the laughter of the people around her, tears kept falling down, and Lin's also cried into tears early Even Wen Xin'er and Song Yulan next to her also shed a basketful of tears.

Wen Qing'er couldn't stop after crying all the makeup on her face. After being persuaded by Lin for a long time, Wen Qing'er stopped sobbing, and Nian Xia Fuling was busy serving Wen After Qing'er cleansed her face and put on makeup again, Mrs. Zhang gave Wen Qing'er a haircut.

In the process of pulling her hair, Mrs. Zhang kept saying auspicious words loudly. The voice was bright and crisp, and Wen Qing'er, who heard it directly, could be heard all over the small courtyard.

Wen Yizhen, Wen Yishuo and Lin Duo heard this chorus in front of the courtyard gate, and secretly cried behind their backs, their eyes were so red that they couldn't hide them.

This head of hair just started to be combed, when a little maid rushed over to report the news: "Little Hou Ye is riding a big horse to greet the bride! We have already gone half way!"

(End of this chapter)