Zongwu: Wang Yuyan refuses marriage and forces Li Qingluo to marry

Li Qingluo said softly, "In the future, with Wei Lang loving me, the burden on me won't be so heavy."

Wei Wu said righteously: "I will help you relieve your burden right now."

"Ok?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Li Qingluo's beautiful eyes, then her pretty face flushed, she bit her lower lip, and turned her head to the side.

Wei Wu carried Li Qingluo to the second seat and said gently, "A Luo, take a rest and then change into your wedding dress. We will get married at Mantuo Villa and enter the bridal chamber."

Li Qingluo said shyly, "It's all up to Wei Lang."

"You take a rest, I'm going out first."

Wei Wu raised his hand and scratched Li Qingluo's delicate nose, then with an evil smile on his face, he strode out of the flower hall.

Li Qingluo looked at Wei Wu's unrestrained back and said shyly, "My enemy~~~"

……

Wang Yuyan's boudoir.

Wang Yuyan sat on the edge of the bed, still holding the sharp golden hairpin tightly in her hand.

With her stubborn character, if Li Qingluo didn't give her a clear answer and told her that she didn't need to marry anymore, she would never let go of the golden hairpin.

Either don’t marry or die!

There will definitely not be a third option!

I don’t know what’s so good about Murong Fu that makes Wang Yuyan so devoted to him.

Once a woman suffers from love brain, it is more difficult to cure than advanced cancer!

boom!

The door was suddenly pushed open and a figure ran in quickly.

Before Wang Yuyan could react, the golden hairpin was already resting on her fair and slender neck.

This action was clearly thoughtless.

After seeing who was coming, Wang Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief, put down the hairpin, and complained: "Xiao He, can't you be more steady? You scared me so much that I thought my mother came to force me to get married."

Xiao He is Wang Yuyan's personal maid. She grew up with Wang Yuyan. They are master and servant in name, but best friends in reality.

Wang Yuyan never treated Xiaohe as a servant, so Xiaohe was completely devoted to her.

Xiaohe helped sharpen the sharp gold hairpin. Wang Yuyan is only a master of theory, but her practical ability is extremely poor.

Xiao He ran to Wang Yuyan, pulled her arm, and said excitedly: "Miss, you don't have to get married! You don't have to get married!"

"Don't need to get married?"

Wang Yuyan murmured, then reacted, her beautiful eyes like autumn water bloomed with star-like light, and she said happily: "That's great!

My mother helped me to cancel the marriage, and I can finally fulfill my wish and marry my cousin! "

Xiao He looked at Wang Yuyan, who was full of joy, and said weakly, "Miss, Madam didn't turn down the marriage."

"Ok?"

Wang Yuyan raised her eyebrows and asked in confusion, "If the marriage is not turned down, I don't have to marry, and there is no woman of suitable status and age in the village, then who will marry Xiaoyao Hou?

In Mantuo Villa, besides me, only my mother’s status is worthy of Xiaoyao Hou. Could it be that my mother married Xiaoyao Hou? "

When she said this, Wang Yuyan felt like she was going crazy.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

In fact, it’s no wonder that Wang Yuyan is so confident.

Li Qingluo's identity is suitable, but the age difference between her and Xiaoyao Hou is too big.

Wei Wu just had his coming-of-age ceremony this year and is in his early twenties, while Li Qingluo is already thirty-five years old, a full fifteen years age difference between the two.

Even though Li Qingluo was extremely beautiful and charming, Wei Wu was powerful and had absolute power in Gusu. He could get any woman he wanted.

How is it possible to marry a widow?

Even though this widow still had some charm, some looks, and some wealth, she was definitely not in the eyes of Marquis Xiaoyao.

There is nothing wrong with the logic, but sometimes the way things develop is completely illogical.

Xiao He nodded and said solemnly: "It is the Madam who married Xiaoyao Hou."

"what?!"

Wang Yuyan's eyes widened as she said in shock, "My mother married Xiaoyao Hou!"

Xiao He said softly, "It is true that Madam has married Marquis Xiaoyao, and she will soon be worshipping heaven and earth in the hall."

Wang Yuyan murmured to herself, “It was just a joke when I asked my mother to marry Xiaoyao Hou, but who knew that she actually got married!

Wouldn't it behoove me to call Xiaoyao Hou my father from now on?"

Although Wang Yuyan had never considered Wei Wu as her husband, she felt weird about him suddenly becoming her stepfather, and she couldn't accept it for a while.

……

Chapter 5: The bridal chamber is lit with candles, and Yan Yu and his partner dance lightly

hall.

Li Qingluo wore a bright red veil and a bright red wedding dress with a double-breasted collar and gold patterns. The crossed collars seemed to be about to burst, which fully highlighted her perfect figure.

The wide sleeves of her robe fluttered gently as she moved, like a dancing red butterfly.

The wedding dresses are embroidered with phoenixes, peonies and bats in gold thread, symbolizing good luck, wealth and happiness.

This wedding dress was originally tailored for Wang Yuyan. Now it is the right length for Li Qingluo, but a little tight.

But precisely because it is stretched so tight, Li Qingluo's curvy figure can be perfectly outlined.

Li Qingluo made the loose wedding dress look like a tights. You can imagine how amazing her figure is!

Wei Wu swallowed his saliva and thought to himself that he had made a fortune!

Mantuo Villa was full of women, and Wei Wu asked all the men in the wedding procession to wait outside Mantuo Villa, so he was not afraid of being taken advantage of by other men.

Besides, if you don’t show off such a beautiful wife, it would be a waste of resources to keep her at home.

This is like giving flowers on Valentine's Day. Girls not only have to hold the flowers in their arms and parade them around, but they also have to post them on their Moments and even want to hold a press conference to let the whole world know.

If you put flowers at home, who will know that you received them?

Spread dog food and show happiness...

Just basic operations!

Of course, it is also easy to overturn.

Li Qingluo walked into the hall with the help of the matchmaker. Wei Wu walked up to her quickly, led Li Qingluo by the hand of red silk, and came to the futon that had been placed in front of the hall.

Wei Wu and Li Qingluo seemed to have telepathic connection. They both bent their knees at the same time and knelt on the cushion.

The housekeeper shouted, "Bow to heaven and earth!"

Wei Wu and Li Qingluo faced forward and kowtowed respectfully.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Wei Wu's parents had passed away long ago, and Li Qingluo's father Wuyazi was half-dead in Leigushan, and her mother was the empress dowager in Western Xia. Both sets of parents were not present, so the two of them still faced straight ahead and kowtowed deeply.

"Couple greetings!"

Wei Wu and Li Qingluo turned to each other and bowed deeply.

The distance between them was just right, and when they bowed down, their heads just touched lightly.

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

Wei Wu helped Li Qingluo to get up, held Li Qingluo's hand, and walked towards the bridal chamber.

Although it was not Li Qingluo's first marriage, she was still very nervous.

The palms of her fair hands were covered in sweat. Wei Wu squeezed Li Qingluo's hands a little harder, signaling her not to be nervous.

Li Qingluo raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a happy and sweet smile.

At this moment, she felt that marrying Wei Wu was a blessing in disguise.

Everyone watched the newlyweds leave, and no one followed them to the bridal chamber to make a scene.

One was the local emperor of Gusu, and the other was the empress of Mantuo Villa. In the past, that was not a prank in the bridal chamber, it was seeking death!

The bridal chamber is Li Qingluo's room. After some decoration, it became a bridal chamber.

There was originally no bridal chamber at Mantuo Villa. After all, when Wang Yuyan got married, she had to follow Wei Wu back to Xiaoyao Hou Mansion to worship heaven and earth.

But now that Wei Wu has married Li Qingluo, Mantuo Villa has become Wei Wu's possession, so it makes sense to get married at Mantuo Villa.

After all, it is impossible for a royal marquis to be a son-in-law.

Even if Wei Wu agreed, the Northern Song Dynasty would not agree.

The bridal chamber had not been decorated originally, so after Li Qingluo gave the orders, time was somewhat rushed.

Even though it was a bit hasty, Mantuo Villa was financially strong and had many strong women and servants, so the layout of the bridal chamber was not ambiguous at all.

This can also be regarded as a reflection of the power of money.

A big red "囍" character was pasted on the wall in the bridal chamber, and red dragon and phoenix candles as thick as arms were flickering, illuminating the room brightly.

Red silk passed through the beams of the house, and large red silk flowers hung in the air.

The original plain curtains on the rosewood bed were replaced with bright red curtains, adding a festive touch under the light.

The candles in the bridal chamber are bright, and the swallows are dancing lightly.

Li Qingluo, with a red veil on her head, sat quietly beside the bed.

Although it was not the first time for the girl to ride in a bridal sedan, she was still very nervous and even a little uneasy.

The pair of pure white hands that looked like they were carved from ivory were tightly grasping the corners of her clothes. Her body was stretched straight, and her wedding dress seemed to be torn apart, which only highlighted her big conscience.

Compared with Li Qingluo, Wang Yuyan is just a greenhorn.

With Li Qingluo's figure, there is no doubt that she is definitely mature.

Wei Wu pinched his chin and admired it for a long time, feeling deeply moved. He felt like he had found a treasure!

When Li Qingluo heard this, her pretty face turned red, and there was a hint of sweetness and pride in her heart.

Women should look after those who please themselves!

Wei Wu took a step forward and casually lifted the red veil on Li Qingluo's head.

Li Qingluo looked at Wei Wu with shy eyes and said in a sweet voice: "Wei Lang, you should use the scale to lift the veil."

The balance beam symbolizes satisfaction and is a good wish.

However, Wei Wu did things as he pleased and felt it was more convenient to use his hands, so he was too lazy to pick up the scale bar on the table.

This is somewhat intended to prevent middlemen from making a profit from the price difference.

Wei Wu raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "I like to use my hands, it feels more real."

Li Qingluo's clothes were stretched open. She bit her lower lip tightly and said shyly, "Wei Lang, don't be anxious. We haven't drunk the wedding wine yet."

The wedding wine is more commonly known as the cup-drinking wine.

The bitter gourd, commonly known as the bitter gourd, is a kind of gourd that tastes very bitter and cannot be eaten.

It is cut into two gourds, connected by handles with a string, and the bride and groom each take a gourd to drink from, and they drink from the same cup, symbolizing eternal union and sharing the joys and sorrows.

Wei Wu said meaningfully: "A Luo is quite interesting. Before consummating the marriage, she even drinks to liven up the mood."

Li Qingluo blushed and said, "This is a rule passed down from our ancestors. Wei Lang misunderstood."

Wei Wu teased, "So, Luo is a person without any sense of humor?"

A hint of meaning flashed across Li Qingluo's beautiful eyes, and she said in a whisper, "Wei Lang, please stop teasing me. You will know whether I have any interest in you later."

Wei Wu had sharp ears and eyes, and heard it clearly. He was delighted and quickly pulled his hand out, picked up two ladles connected by a red string, poured wine in them, and handed one to Li Qingluo.