Transmigrate to be Queen

Ning Xiaoman sat cross legged on the bed. Just after being served by wooden bell and eating some small dumplings, someone outside sent a message that the groom came to pick up the bride,

"All right, all right, stop eating, wooden bell, take the bowl down, Xi Niang, and then help with some mouthfat."

Mrs. Ning looked at her daughter again and saw that there were no mistakes, which was a relief,

"Tell me about you. Let's make you earlier. Your ink is endless. If you get up early, why do you get so flustered?"

Ning Xiaoman didn't expect that just after cleaning up, someone came outside to pick up the wedding. You know, it took so long to pick herself up, and she won't stay in bed. Who knows there will be so many procedures. When her colleagues got married, they scalded the wave head the day before, sprayed some water and grabbed it on the wedding day, and painted a little makeup on her face, and it was all done, Who would have thought that ancient women would be in trouble when they got married.

Even if Ning Xiaoman has psychological preparation, the process may be cumbersome, but he didn't expect it to be so complicated. It's like going back to the furnace for great transformation. Ning Xiaoman knows his face in this life. He can't say that he is ashamed of flowers. It's also very beautiful. Who could have thought that such a face would have to be painted with makeup for so long.

"Man'er, it's rare for the third prince to pick you up in person. Mother is relieved for your future days. The third prince will love you and spoil you. You should also be careful with the third prince. Don't play with the temper of a young lady. You know, after all, you're going to marry a royal family."

The royal bride has always been from the house of internal affairs. The princes just have to wait in the palace. Now I heard that the third prince came to pick up people in person. It's really glorious for Wu Yu Hou's house from top to bottom, but Mrs. Ning is only thinking about her daughter.

She wanted to cover her daughter's head in person, but Mrs. Ning kept telling her,

"Man'er, even if you are wronged, bear it first. When you return to the house, tell me and your father that we can help you find a way, but don't be impulsive and do something irreparable."

"Also, if it's not a special case, try not to leave your own yard. I heard that the third prince's yard is the most remote. That's the best. Don't come out and annoy others."

The nagging wanted to say something more, but was forced back by the anxious Xi Niang with her eyes.

Mrs. Ning sighed secretly, pressed all her reluctance and worry in her heart, and covered her daughter's head with her own hand, but she didn't see the tears that Ning Xiaoman burst out in an instant when she covered her daughter's head.

Those exhortations in her ears just now are the concern and worry of a mother. Ning Xiaoman is not a heartless person. During her days in Ning Fu, she fully felt the love of Mrs. Ning Da for her daughter. At this time, she is going to get married. Ning Xiaoman feels that this is her own mother for the first time.

When Ning Xiaoman was carried out of the Hou's house by Ning Qiancheng, Ning Qiancheng felt the damp heat flowing into his neck, and his eyes were moist. After all, his sister, who has been growing up from childhood to childhood and has been in pain in his heart, is about to become someone else's daughter-in-law.

"Man'er, don't be afraid. There is a brother here. No matter what happens, remember to tell him that if he dares to bully you, even if he is the prince, his brother will go to the prince's house to support his sister and let him know that if he marries my sister, he will have to coax him to get used to it."

Hearing what his brother said, Ning Xiaoman was a little sad, but he went more than half. His little hand around his brother was tight, and Ning Qiancheng felt even worse. For the first time, he felt that his house was too close. It would be better if he could be farther away and carry his sister for a while.

No matter what Ning Qiancheng thinks, there is always an end to this section of the road. When he puts his sister into the sedan chair, Ning Qiancheng's heart is blocked, but he can't stop the lowered sedan curtain. When the sedan curtain separates his sight from his sister, there is a moment of sadness. The people on the side of the sedan curtain will be spoiled by others in the future, and she will be happy, angry, sad and happy, It doesn't just belong to this brother anymore.

The journey to the Imperial Palace was smooth. When he arrived in the courtyard of the third prince, he first got off the sedan chair and took the red silk, and then stepped across the fire pot. He even did all the folk customs. Only when he paid homage, he had no parents in the hall, but paid homage three times in the direction of the emperor's bedroom. At this moment, Ning Xiaoman suddenly felt a little sad for the third prince.

It is said that the heavenly family has no father and son. It is particularly obvious when they get married. Who doesn't worship the high court when they marry their daughter-in-law? But the emperor doesn't have to come in person when the prince gets married. On the contrary, the husband and wife are going to thank the emperor and the queen the next day. This alone makes Ning Xiaoman have little favor with the royal family.

When Ning Xiaoman sat on the wedding bed, the third prince still followed the folk custom and sat down with Ning Xiaoman. Then he went down to the ground, stretched out a gold scale and picked Ning Xiaoman's head. When Ning Xiaoman saw that the third prince had a little joy and a little amazing black eyes, Ning Xiaoman smiled and lost his beauty.