The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 125 Big Marriage [-] (Part [-])

The eight-carried sedan chair with carved beams and painted buildings and jeweled jewels walked very smoothly.

Xi Niang stuffed Song Qingyue with some rouge and water powder through the small window, and told her to quickly touch up her crying makeup on the way.

Song Qingyue wiped her face clean and didn't put white powder on her. She only added some rouge on her lips. She took a look at the extremely smooth copper plate on the rouge box and sighed. Her eyes were already a little red and swollen from crying. His eyes are completely helpless, after all, from crying yesterday to today, nothing will heal.

The sedan chair was carried in from the main gate of the palace, and it was carried all the way outside the wedding hall before slowly falling down.As soon as she got out of the sedan chair, a fiery and powerful palm stretched out from the side, firmly holding her cold and thin hand.

"Moon..."

A deep and magnetic male voice rang in her ears.

Song Qingyue wore a huge and heavy phoenix crown and covered her red hijab. She felt pain in her neck and back, and her head was dizzy.

She vaguely knew that the person next to her was Li Zhao, and there was no sadness or joy in her heart, only a simple and peaceful thought: "Ah, it's finally here. Su Wang's Mansion."

She was led into the wedding hall like a puppet.

The scale of the Prince's Mansion is indeed not at the same level as the halls of ordinary officials' homes. Even the Xitang, Song Qingyue felt that she had traveled a long, long way to get inside.

At the top of the Xitang, sat His Highness Su Wang, Su Wang's concubine Xiao Ning, and on the table was the tablet of Su Wang's original wife, Li Zhaosheng's mother Daning.

There were about a thousand people standing in the lobby. Apart from the gang of rich and rich, there were also many young military generals who had worked with Li Zhao from the Xijing Camp and the Yulin Army. Of course, most of these people were from the Bofu or Hou Generals like Xungui were born in the Fufu, these people have loud voices and love to make a lot of noise, it is really a crowd.

Song Qingyue's consciousness was still fuzzy, and she vaguely heard a deeper male voice, which seemed to be saying something to Li Zhao, because His Royal Highness King Su was telling her son something, and then, from the noisy voice, she reluctantly listened. To the voice of the praise officer singing and drinking:

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Bye husband and wife!"

Supported by Xi Niang, she mechanically moved according to the proper procedures.

Finally, when she finally heard the words "sent to the bridal chamber!", Song Qingyue let out a long breath of turbid air from her chest, and then her hand was wrapped in that warm and thick palm again, with some kind of eagerness, With long legs and big strides, he almost pulled her into the bridal chamber, and sat down on the big red wedding bed sprinkled with longan, peanut and lotus seeds.

There was loud laughter in his ears, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and the hijab was lifted away by Jin Chenggan.

Song Qingyue's eyes hurt from crying herself, she was afraid that her eyes would be too swollen to see, so she instinctively turned her head away.

"The bride is too shy!"

Someone yelled out loudly, followed by laughter again.

Li Zhao lowered his head, and only saw a pair of petal-like red lips on her snow-white cheeks, her eyes drooping slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly nervously, the corners of her eyes were still slightly pink from crying, this cowardly look, It just makes people feel a little more tender and charming than the cold look I saw before.

His throat rolled up and down unconsciously, he was excited and sore at the same time, he was even a little timid and depressed, his heart was in a mess, and he couldn't even breathe steadily for a while.

"Your Highness, don't just stand there stupidly! Hurry up and have a drink with the bride!"

"Your Highness is dumbfounded by looking at the new sister-in-law!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Another burst of laughter.

The servant hurriedly brought two half gourds tied together with a red string, filled with rice wine, Song Qingyue was more responsive than Li Zhao, she took up her own half of the gourd first, and when Li Zhao sat down, she also took up the other half Gourd, and he drank the wine at the same time.

The people around kept saying auspicious words, and Xi Niang took the small gold-plated scissors, and another person cut off a small strand of hair, and tied it together with a red string.Song Qingyue always lowered her eyes, her face was calm and unwavering, she couldn't see any sorrow or joy, she was sitting like a puppet.

Seeing her like this, Li Zhao felt that something was strangling his throat, making him unable to breathe, and his heart was tense and painful. The red rope entangled with Song Qingyue's hair, thinking in her heart, she is finally married to him, and she will be his from now on, from head to toe, and will be his for the rest of her life.

The hand on the big red quilt was tightly clenched.

Yes, she is her own.

There is nothing to hesitate, after all, she is her own.

The surroundings were still noisy and noisy, but Song Qingyue was in a trance, as if her soul was not stable, and if she was not floating, she suddenly felt as if she couldn't hear anything.

Seeing that Xi Niang brought another bowl of dumplings to her mouth, she mechanically opened her mouth and took a bite. Before Xi Niang could ask, she said, "Raw."

Everyone laughed again.

"Hey, look, His Royal Highness is dumbfounded."

"Okay, stop staring at Ah Zhao, go out and have a drink!"

"Look at him now, he might be afraid of guilt in the future! Hahaha!"

……

Li Zhao suddenly grabbed Song Qingyue's hand and held it tightly, his thin lips were tightly pressed. He stared at her expressionless side face, hoping that she would raise her eyes to look at him.

But no, she never looked up at him.

As her chest rose and fell, Li Zhao stretched out her hand, trying to lift her chin, but the moment her fingertips touched that pale face, Song Qingyue closed her eyes and fell backward amidst the exclamation of everyone.

"Moon!"

Li Zhao screamed in surprise, grabbed her fallen body, and only then realized that something was wrong with Song Qingyue.Her face was so pale and blue, it turned out that she didn't want to look at herself, was it because she was always uncomfortable?
The delicate and heavy phoenix crown hit the ground, smashing the celebration in the room.

The precious pearls rolled all over the ground, and everyone was terrified.

Li Zhao hugged his limp body in his arms, and roared eagerly, "Prince doctor! Call the doctor quickly! Are they all dead? Can't you see that the imperial concubine passed out!"

The wedding room became completely silent, Xi Niang was also dumbfounded, and even all the servants were dumbfounded.

The bride actually fainted!

This... this... Wedding wine, do you want to eat it?

Fortunately, Song Qingyue only fainted for a short while, and then slowly opened her eyes again.

Li Zhao held her cheek and asked nervously, "Yue'er, how are you?"

"It's okay..." Song Qingyue frowned, and said angrily, "Low blood sugar... I haven't eaten for too long... I can't hold on..."

This is, hungry dizzy?

what's the situation?
Huang Huaide and Meng Xiaoqi looked at each other in blank dismay.

It was Ning Yuan who reacted the fastest, and said loudly with a smile: "Hey, everyone, let's go out to have a drink, let's go for a walk, and let His Highness stay alone with Shi Zifei for a while!"

Immediately, everyone started giggling and pretending again, and went out with their shoulders crossed.

The imperial doctor from the Wangfu Good Medical Institute came soon. I heard from Shi Zifei herself that she hadn’t eaten anything since she vomited at noon yesterday. He was already weak, so he fainted for a short time.Drink some porridge, rest for a while, and you will be fine soon.

Only then did Li Zhao feel relieved.

But after all, the wedding could not be lively again. Li Zhao didn't leave her to go out for a drink, but sat in the bridal chamber and looked after her all the time.

This was unexpected by Song Qingyue.

After Li Zhao fed the japonica rice porridge mouthful by mouthful with a small spoon, Song Qingyue felt inexplicably guilty.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her eyes and said cautiously.

With a little helplessness, Li Zhao let out a soft sigh. He was so angry that he couldn't bear to get angry with her, and finally said softly, "It's okay...it's fine when people come."

Song Qingyue paused as she drank the porridge, and because she was thin, her watery eyes seemed to be bigger, and she stared blankly at Li Zhao.

Li Zhao stared at her eyes and looked straight back.

The two pairs of eyes stared at each other for a while, Song Qingyue turned her head away first, and looked away.

Li Zhao felt that he needed to explain: "Since something happened to you on the Lantern Festival, I have sent six confidant guards to protect you in secret."

Of course, there are six people working in three shifts, and there is no need to talk about the details like twelve hours a day and night.

So Song Qingyue raised her eyes to look at Li Zhao again, and seeing his open eyes, she immediately lowered her head guiltily, like a child who made a mistake, pinching the handkerchief in her hand in aggrieved manner.

Li Zhao let out a sigh of gloom. He was so sad that he didn't sleep all night. He was so angry that he was going to die before he went out in the morning, but now he has nothing to do with her. He stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of her little nose, saying: " Let's not mention this, it's all over, and you will be my concubine obediently from now on, huh?"

Song Qingyue tilted her head, as if thinking about it for a while, then nodded and hummed vaguely.

(End of this chapter)