National Beauty

Chapter 99 099

Before dawn, Song Jianing woke up, her boudoir was dark, and everything was silent outside. After a while, the **** crowing faintly floated over. Song Jianing was lying on the warm bed, guessing that it might not even arrive at the time of Mao’s day. When it was summer, the window was already bright. In this cold winter day, it was an hour later than dawn.

Song Jianing lay motionless, and gradually heard that there seemed to be some movement in the Shou Palace next door.

Shou Wang, are you awake?

Hearing those sounds that seemed to be out of reach, Song Jianing thought of the god-like Shou Wang, and then, in a ghostly manner, thought of the soft reminder from her mother in her ear last night. Mother wanted to teach her, Song Jianing thought there was something a serious lady should learn, and after listening carefully, the result was not much different from what she had experienced, probably those things between men and women. It’s just that the man in her bridal chamber tonight is too extraordinary, he is the future emperor.

The emperor, the most noble man in the world, she, a girl from a small county seat in the south of the Yangtze River, was lucky enough to marry him as his wife.

There is no need to put on the wedding gown. Just thinking about it, Song Jianing’s whole body is about to float up, just like being drunk.

As soon as Mao Shi arrived, the maid sent from the palace led several maids, shuang’er and other maids in, and served her to wash in an orderly manner. Just after coming out of the bed, Song Jianing was a little bit cold, but there was another fire in her heart, and she couldn’t help but look at the maids holding the wedding gown. The princess married a total of twelve dresses, and she had to wear them after combing her hair.

Shuang’er brought a jacket rimmed with big red fox fur and told her to wear it first to keep out the cold.

After dressing, Liu’er brought a bowl of longan, lotus seed and red jujube soup. This is Song Jianing’s breakfast today. The red jujube soup was a bit hot and fell into the belly sweetly. Feeling everyone’s sight of her for a while, Song Jianing’s face slowly turned red, and he was not embarrassed to finish a bowl, but only half was left.

With a full stomach, Song Jianing was helped by the female officer to the dressing table, combing all her long hair like waterfalls to the back, and wringing her face first.

Song Jianing never wrinkled her face. In the previous life, she was sent to Liang Shao’s county office. Her aunt invited Xiwon. Song Jianing was unwilling, lying on the bed and crying, saying nothing. In the end, her aunt didn’t force her, but only sent Two maids stuffed her into the sedan chair. She is a concubine of Liang’s family, Liang Shao simply arranged the meeting, but the sedan chair entered through the side door, and there was no worship service.

“The girl bear with me, it may be a little painful.” Before she started, the fifty-year-old female official said softly.

Song Jianing looked at what was in her hand and closed her eyes nervously.

There was a slight tingling pain, Song Jianing took a breath, the thin hairs that were almost invisible at ordinary times were plucked out, and her body was tight with pain. But there is a kind of pain in this world that people are willing to suffer. The female officer asked her if she could bear it. Song Jianing nodded sensibly, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Squeezing her face, Song Jianing opened her eyes. The female officer held up the mirror and asked her to look. Song Jianing turned her head, and there was a pink and tender face like a peony in the mirror. A pair of apricot eyes were watery, as if she had just been playing. Spring rain.

“Sister, show me.” Brother Mao squeezed over from behind and looked at her sister’s face curiously.

Song Jianing bowed her head thoughtfully and showed it to her younger brother.

Brother Mao’er stared at her sister intently, and suddenly fell on her sister’s lap, and said with a smile, “Sister is pretty.”

Song Jianing touched his younger brother’s little face. It was still dark, so he could get up because of such a small boy.

Brother Mao was lying in front, not in the way, the female officer continued to comb Song Jianing’s hair, combing her hair into a complicated high bun, and putting on golden jade jewelry in the same way. Song Jianing felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and his body was stiff and dared not to move, for fear of accidentally falling to one side.

“Brother Maoer come out.” It was about to change the wedding dress. Lin smiled and called her son away, and asked Brother Maoer to go outside and wait. She stood side by side with Mrs. Tai, watching her daughter change clothes with emotion. It’s not the first time Song Jianing has been naked in front of a female officer, but when the last little dress left, she still closed her eyes in embarrassment, shivering with the cold. Fortunately, the maids acted neatly, with layers of dresses. Come up. Song Jianing raised his arms, his arms were sour from exhaustion, and he started to get hot again.

After putting on the wedding gown, the lady officer helped the bride to sit on the bed, waiting for the groom to pick him up, and then put on the heavy phoenix crown.

The female guests from the Guogong Mansion all came to see the neatly dressed bride. Song Jianing held the red-glazed treasure bottle in her hand, her eyes down shyly, her ears full of various compliments. Song Jianing was embarrassed to look at any of them. He only met the stupid brother who was standing next to her. Suddenly Brother Mao left her sister and ran away, rushing to hug her mother’s leg and acting like a baby: “Mother, I want to marry a daughter-in-law too! ”

Tong Yan Wuji, amused all the female guests, laughed out loud, Song Jianing also laughed, after the laugh, suddenly felt very sad.

She is afraid of Guo Xiao, and she is afraid of living in the same house with Guo Xiao, but here are her mother and brother, stepfather who regards her as her own, grandmother who loves her, and twin cousins ​​who like to bully and defend her everywhere. . She was reluctant to bear these relatives. As soon as she got married today, everyone became a family member. From now on, she is the princess of life.

At this moment, in front of the gate of the Shouwang Palace next door, there was a sudden sound of earth-shaking firecrackers, and the Shouwang was coming to welcome him!

Song Jianing nervously clenched the treasure bottle in his hand.

Brother Maoer and Brother Shang ran out happily to see the excitement outside. The five or six-year-old children only miss the firecracker bridegroom, but they don’t even know the meaning of their sister’s marriage. The children ran away, and the female officer quickly walked up to Song Jianing with the phoenix crown, and put it on her carefully. Song Jianing’s head was heavy again. She looked at her mother subconsciously, and saw her smiling at her, her eyes soft, and then the red hijab fell.

Song Jianing could only see a little place under the hijab.

The bridegroom official lived too close, and the time spent waiting for the firecrackers to finish was longer than the time spent on the road. When I came to the Guogong’s mansion, the firecrackers were set off for a long time. They crackled and shook Song Jianing’s heart up and down. Expecting and nervous. After the firecrackers were finally released, the clamor of the male guests was heard one after another. Amidst the loud noises, Song Jianing only distinguished his cousin Guo Fu, and another one who claimed that “you will not be afraid to take two jars of wine.” The loud voice should be King Chu.

Song Jianing rubbed the treasure bottle unconsciously, wondering what the Shou Wang was doing now, the bridegroom greeted her, and the bride’s family would find ways to embarrass him, and the prince was no exception. The words of essays are usually against poems. Shouwang has oral problems. The stepfather will definitely not let people write poems. In the words of martial arts, it should be archery. But, Shouwang’s archery…

Song Jianing remembered the year when she first met King Shou, the fifteen-year-old King Shou had tried three arrows, only one arrow hit the bullseye.

Song Jianing couldn’t help worrying about the man who was about to get married.

Feeling uneasy, there was a loud cheering from the front yard. Song Jianing’s heart was beating. What happened?

But the next moment, Song Jianing didn’t have the heart to think about the things that were missing, because she heard the noise and quickly rushed into the Guogong Mansion. Song Jianing’s heart beat faster and faster, and when the maids shouted in unison in the courtyard, Song Jianing was sweating nervously. With one sound after another, the bridegroom entered the boudoir. Soon, Song Jianing saw a red robe, and he stopped in front of her.

Song Jianing shook slightly.

The female officer handed a piece of red silk over, and Song Jianing caught it with both hands, holding the red silk and the treasure bottle together. The female officer helped her up steadily while speaking auspicious words, not knowing whether the phoenix crown on her head was too heavy or she had too little for breakfast. Song Jianing was a little dizzy, top-heavy, and every step was like stepping on a vague cloud. on. This feeling was like a dream. Song Jianing stared at the hem of the groom next to him unblinkingly, as if as long as she stared firmly, it was a dream, and the groom would not run away.

In this way, Song Jianing walked to the main courtyard step by step. In the hall, the wife sat in the middle, and Guo Boyan and Lin sat on both sides of the wife. A new couple slowly stepped into the hall to bid farewell to the elders of the woman.

Mrs. Tai and Lin’s family both admonished their daughters to obey the virtues of the wife and teach each other when they get married. Only Guo Boyan, with a majestic gaze on the face of the bridegroom Shou Wang, said solemnly: “The prince, An An is the jewel in the palm of the minister. Today, the minister will entrust An An to you. I hope the lord will pity her to protect her and cherish her.”

Song Jianing’s eyes were sore, his vision blurred, and he heard the human voice beside him: “It’s a matter of division.”

The deep and clear voice was a little cold, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Song Jianing was also inexplicably upset. Shouwang talked little. How will she get along with Shouwang in the future? He does not speak, and she does not speak?

No clue for a while.

After saluting, Guo Boyan got up and wanted to carry his daughter on the sedan chair himself. The man squatted in front of her, Song Jianing tried his best to keep his head still, and slowly leaned up, shocked that his stepfather’s shoulders were broad and strong, which was particularly reassuring. Recalling the care of her stepfather over the years, Song Jianing suddenly surged into an impulse, and finally before the stepfather stepped out of the main gate of the government office, Song Jianing whispered: “Father’s kindness of nurturing is unforgettable for my daughter.”

If it weren’t for the stepfather, the mother might have been harmed by the second aunt’s younger brother, and she would live forbearingly and live in misery all day long. It was the stepfather who saved her mother. It was the stepfather who gave her a home. It was also the stepfather who gave her the grace to marry her. This man is like the strongest umbrella, sheltering her and her mother from wind and rain.

His daughter’s thin voice rang in his ears, Guo Boyan’s footsteps paused slightly, and a touch of complexity passed in his eyes.

He was ashamed of his daughter’s thanks.

“If you feel wronged over there, just tell your father and support you for your father.” Guo Boyan whispered before putting his daughter into the sedan chair.

Song Jianing hummed softly.

Guo Boyan turned around, and the female officer supported him, allowing Song Jianing to sit firmly in the sedan chair.

When the sedan curtain fell, Song Jianing could not even see the clothes of his family. Only the square sedan chair was left in front of him, and the inside was red.

“Get up!”

With a loud voice, the sedan chair swayed, and Song Jianing also picked it up until he got used to the bumps of the sedan chair.

She wanted to lift the hijab, raised her hands, and finally put it down.

The female officer said, don’t tell her to move, this is the big wedding she has finally hoped for, and Song Jianing doesn’t want to make a mistake.