The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Chapter 295 Newlywed

In a blink of an eye, the end of the year has arrived, and the wedding date of Jiang Youchen and Murong Lizhu has arrived.

The wedding was naturally held in Chaozhou. After the marriage was settled, King Murong of Jiangdong sent his son Murong Xuan to take Murong Lizhu back to Jiangdong, so Murong Lizhu got married from Jiangdong.

After Li Xian made great contributions after controlling the flood, the Holy One promoted him to the second rank of the Ministry of Industry in recognition of his talents. Li Xian had just been promoted and was naturally busy. Needless to say, Li Ling's errands in the City Patrol Division were not even easy to celebrate the New Year, and even more so

He couldn't have time to go to Chaozhou to see his relatives, so the Zhenguo government sent the third master Li Xiang and the fourth master Li Yu to Chaozhou.

The Jiang family is naturally inferior to the famous Murong family in terms of family status, but it is still a well-known family in Chaozhou, and Sanlang of the Jiang family has always enjoyed a good reputation in Chaozhou. Therefore, the wedding of Jiang Youchen and Murong Lizhu is also considered a prestigious one in the local area.

It was an unprecedented grand and lively event.

It was a beautiful day, the flowers were blooming, and the moon was full. Murong Lizhu, covered with her head, sat on the red wedding bed of Lady Carved Dragon and Xiufeng, listening to the noisy and lively sounds outside gradually dissipating, but the drumbeat in her heart became more and more intense.

Hong Yu, the personal maid, came over with a cup of hot tea and said: "Miss, the banquet in front has been dispersed, and my uncle is coming over. Please take a sip of the hot tea first."

"No, just go to the door and watch. If my uncle comes, come and let me know." Murong Lizhu said softly through the hijab.

Hongyu took the order and left, but after less than a cup of tea, she turned back and said with a hint of excitement in her voice: "Miss, my uncle is here and has already entered the corner gate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Youchen entered the wedding room with brisk steps.

When Xi Po, who was guarding the room, saw the groom approaching, she quickly handed over the weighing pole, which symbolized satisfaction, and said with a joyful face: "Please ask the third master to pick a hijab for the bride."

There were only two people left in the room. Murong Lizhu, who had been tensed all day, finally felt a little relaxed. She subconsciously moved her neck, which was already so tired and sore.

As soon as Jiang Youchen said these words, Murong Lizhu couldn't help but remember the last time Jiang Youchen was drunk, and couldn't help but hide her mouth and smile.

"Are you tired?" Jiang Youchen asked again, his voice gentle.

Although Murong Lizhu maintained her appearance as a well-known lady, she was extremely uneasy because she and Jiang Youchen had only met each other in person. The first time was just a quick meeting when they were together with others, and the second time was when he was drunk.

, not only knocked her to the ground, but also spit out wine all over her skirt.

Murong Lizhu lowered her eyes through the hijab and saw the soap boots embroidered with happy patterns slowly approaching her. She sniffed subconsciously. Fortunately, there was no choking smell of alcohol this time.

Jiang Youchen held her hand and came to the wedding table that had been prepared by the servants. The two sat face to face. Jiang Youchen first handed the wine glass in front of the bride to her, and then held the glass himself.

Jiang Youchen smiled, faced Murong Lizhu's slightly doubtful gaze, and replied: "You have seen how embarrassed I am when I'm drunk. Don't you think you should be responsible for me?"

Jiang Youchen's eyes were gentle, and he slowly stretched out his hand towards his bride. Murong Lizhu met his gaze and smiled, raised her arm and placed her delicate hand on Jiang Youchen's palm.

She was just curious, and to ease the awkward atmosphere, she asked Jiang Youchen in a lighthearted and joking manner.

Jiang Youchen also laughed and joked: "What? Is what happened last time still fresh in your memory?"

Murong Lizhu replied quietly: "It's okay."

Murong Lizhu was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so she shook her head slightly and said, "That's not true. I seem to have forgotten about it."

In just this moment, Murong Lizhu's feeling of strangeness towards Jiang Youchen completely dissipated. She, who had always abided by her duties, asked Jiang Youchen without any scruples: "I seem to have heard that when my cousin-in-law just announced her marriage to you,

, you were not very willing, how come you were willing later?"

Why couldn't Jiang Youchen see what she was thinking, so he teased her calmly and said, "If you can't forget it, don't make it difficult for yourself, just remember it."

Jiang Youchen smiled at her and said, "I was just afraid that they would restrain you, so I asked them to go down first. According to etiquette, the etiquette is not completed until we drink the Hexin wine."

"Are you tired?" The man's clear and gentle voice came from above his head.

Murong Lizhu couldn't help but clenched her hands in joy. She lowered her head deeply and bit her lower lip. She was too shy to look up at him.

Jiang Youchen replied with a smile: "Today is our happy day. How could I escape being drunk by them? It's just that before I saw you, I went to the study to drink sobering soup secretly, and also took a special bath to cleanse myself.

The smell of alcohol went away."

Murong Lizhu finally raised her head, met Jiang Youchen's gentle gaze, smiled and nodded.

Perhaps the last encounter between the two of them left a deep impression on Murong Lizhu. She smiled at Jiang Youchen and said half-jokingly: "There are so many guests today, but your husband didn't drink?"

When Murong Lizhu first met Jiang Youchen, she was only attracted by his appearance and temperament. She had never seen such a handsome and elegant man, so she couldn't forget him. She never thought that such a gentle and gentle man could be so funny.

On the other hand, this undoubtedly made her feel more docile.

The last step of the whole wedding is for the couple to drink Hexin wine together. After drinking this wine, the two are officially husband and wife.

Murong Lizhu's words were not a question. The two of them had only met once, so how could they have deep feelings for each other? Why did they insist on letting someone fall in love at first sight without marrying her? Murong Lizhu was a transparent person and would not take advantage of this.

Jiang Youchen turned around and said to Xi Po's maid in the room: "You have worked hard today. Let's go down and get Feng Hong and rest."

Suddenly her eyes lit up, and while she was still thinking wildly, the ribbon on her head was taken off, and Jiang Youchen was standing in front of him.

A red lantern hung high, casting a scorching shadow that shrouded the two in a warm glow.

The groom's gentleness and thoughtfulness made Murong Lizhu feel at ease, and she finally no longer felt restrained.

"oh?"

After listening to the instructions, everyone smiled, thanked and congratulated the two of them, and then retreated out in a hurry.

He stood in front of her for such a while, and she didn't smell a trace of alcohol.

Jiang Youchen looked at the shy bride and said with a smile: "I just got rid of the smell of alcohol on my body. I just look forward to drinking this glass of wine, but I don't want to smell it to you again."

The unfamiliar atmosphere in the room disappeared in an instant.

As soon as these words came out, both of them laughed.

Jiang Youchen was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and his face was also filled with joy. He took the pole and slowly walked towards the bride who was sitting on the wedding bed.

Murong Lizhu felt satisfied and sweet to be able to marry such a handsome and considerate husband. She lowered her head, but her cheeks were flushed by the candlelight.

Murong Lizhu was amused by his humor again, looked up at him and said, "I'm not afraid of the smell of wine, as long as you don't spit wine on my skirt again."

Jiang Youchen laughed: "It's enough for Madam to see me being embarrassed once. I will definitely not do that again this time."

The flowers are blooming on a full moon night, and the candles are red until dawn.

The wedding room is decorated with flowers and candles, sprinkled with sugar, please give me your monthly ticket

(End of chapter)