The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Autumn has passed the rainy season, but this year it is a rainy autumn in the capital.

The autumn rain continued for seven or eight days, and until the day of Yi Mei's wedding, there was still no intention of clearing up.

Yi Mei sat in the wedding sedan, opened the curtain and looked through the gap in the hijab at the wedding team surrounding her.

Those Xipo, Xihu, and even Wang Han on horseback were all walking in the rain wearing raincoats.

It doesn't look like welcoming a bride, but like a fisherman returning from a trip to sea.

Yi Mei sighed helplessly. When she was about to close the car curtain, she vaguely saw a familiar figure standing in the rain curtain in front of her.

He was not wearing a raincoat, standing upright in the heavy rain, and his whole body was soaked with water.

It was Li Ping.

I saw Wang Han, who was sitting on a tall horse walking in front, slightly raised his hand, and the wedding team stopped. Wang Han looked at Li Ping condescendingly, with a provocative tone in his voice, and said: "Second Young Master Li, do you have time to come to your house for a drink?" A glass of wedding wine?"

Faced with Wang Han's provocation, Li Ping, who was always articulate, did not respond. He still stood motionless in the rain.

When Yi Mei saw this, she took off her hijab regardless, opened the curtain of the sedan, and shouted to Li Ping, who was standing in the heavy rain: "Li Ping, don't do anything willful anymore. It's raining so hard, go home quickly." go!"

Li Ping then raised his eyes and looked at the woman he loved through the dense rain curtain.

"You have to be good in the future."

Finally, he looked at her through the heavy rain and said this.

Yi Mei suddenly felt sour in her heart. She nodded towards him and urged: "Go back quickly."

The moment Li Ping turned around, he looked up at Wang Han, who was riding proudly on the horse, and said to him: "Wang, if you dare to have a bad look in the future, I will kill you with my own hands. "

When he said this, his tone was calm, but Wang Han couldn't help but feel his heart tremble when he heard it.

After finishing speaking, Li Ping turned around and left. He did not ride a horse today, nor did he bring any accompanying boys. He was alone and gradually disappeared into the rain.

It wasn't until he was no longer seen that Yi Mei came back to her senses. She quickly said to the boy following the sedan: "It's raining so hard. Go catch up with him and give him an umbrella."

The boy took the order, took the umbrella, raised his feet and ran towards the distance.

Cai'er hurriedly put the red hijab on Yi Mei again and muttered: "Xi Po said that only the groom's official can take off this hijab. It cannot be lifted easily."

Yi Mei straightened her head and said, "I was in a hurry just now, but I forgot about this."

Although God was not kind to him, the Wang family's wedding was quite grand and lively.

The next day, the young couple got up early, dressed up, and went to serve tea to their mother.

After leaving the door, Wang Han raised his hand and took Yi Mei's hand. Although Yi Mei was shy, she was very satisfied with her husband's gentleness.

After meeting her mother-in-law, Yi Mei's heart sank unconsciously.

The first time she met Wang Han's mother, she was very different from the ladies from powerful families in Beijing that she usually interacted with.

In the scenes of women in official families, happiness and anger are never shown on their faces. This is a habit that women have to learn in the boudoir. But when Wang Han's mother saw Yi Mei, she showed special enthusiasm, that kind of A particularly uncomfortable passion.

Before the tea was served, Wang Han's mother, Mrs. Zhao, took her hand, looked at her up and down, and then started chattering.

"Oh! My daughter-in-law here is so beautiful, tsk tsk! She comes from a scholarly family, she is different. My son is very lucky."

"You have just come to our house. If there is anything you are not used to, just tell your mother. From now on, I will leave my son to your care. By the way, Han'er has a bad stomach and cannot eat cold food. He is a child He is careless and has no taboos. From now on, you should pay more attention to him." "Han'er has just entered the court as an official. Our family is a merchant family. We don't understand many things in the officialdom. From now on, we will be a family. Mei'er, from now on, when you return to your parents' home, you have to hide and let Mr. Cai give Han'er some advice. Husband is noble and his wife is honorable. Han'er will have a smooth career in the future, and you, as a wife, will have a bright face."

Throughout the whole morning, Ms. Zhao kept chattering, while Yi Mei sat aside and listened, rarely saying anything.

It wasn't that Zhao didn't give her a chance to interrupt, but that Yi Mei had never seen such a woman before and she really didn't know how to communicate.

After coming out of Zhao's place, Wang Han said to Yi Mei apologetically: "My mother always talks endlessly when she meets someone she likes, for fear of annoying you."

She wasn't bored, she just didn't know how to deal with it.

Immortal general Wang Han said this, and she hurriedly replied: "How can a daughter-in-law dislike her mother-in-law? I'm not bored. It's just my first time dealing with your mother, so I'm a little out of my depth."

Wang Han felt much relieved when he saw that she was reasonable, and comforted him: "My mother is straight-tempered and easy to get along with. As time goes by, you will know."

The couple were walking and talking. From a distance, a young woman came towards them. When the woman saw the two of them, she subconsciously turned around to avoid them, but after a moment of hesitation, she slowly walked over.

All this was seen by Yi Mei, and she asked Wang Han in surprise: "Who is that person? Why does he seem to be hiding from us?"

Wang Han cleared his throat and replied: "That's the cousin of the Zhao family I mentioned to you before."

Yi Mei suddenly understood and said casually: "Since she is my mother-in-law's biological niece, she is undoubtedly my biological sister. Why are you hiding from us?"

Wang Han smiled awkwardly and said, "My cousin has always been timid. She said that this is the first time she has met you, so she feels a little uncomfortable."

While the two were talking, Zhao Jia'er had already walked over. They stopped and Wang Han stepped forward and introduced: "Cousin, this is your cousin-in-law."

Zhao Jia'er slowly stepped forward, bowed slightly to Yi Mei, and said softly: "Jia'er has met my cousin."

After getting up, he added: "I have heard long ago that my cousin-in-law is beautiful. When I saw her today, it turned out to be true."

Although it was just a polite greeting, for some reason, Yi Mei always felt a little strange when hearing her complimentary words.

She politely returned the gift, and then asked, "Is my cousin going to go to my mother-in-law?"

Zhao Jiaer smiled and replied: "Exactly, I was going to come earlier to pay my respects to my aunt, but I was worried that it would affect my cousin and cousin's conversation with my aunt's family, so I came here a little late."

After seeing the person walking away, Yi Mei couldn't help but ask Wang Han: "Why do I feel that your cousin seems to have something on her mind?"

Wang Han said perfunctorily: "My cousin lost her mother when she was young and has been fostered in my house. She is also sensitive and always feels like she is being dependent on others, so that's why she is like this."

Yi Mei had no doubt that he was there. After sending Wang Han to his duty, she took her maid back to her yard and saw many servants and servants already standing in the yard.

These are the servants who serve the couple. They come to greet the bride and ask for rewards. This is the custom in Beijing.

Yi Mei told the maid, "Let the person in charge come in with me."

After a while, the two housekeepers came into the outside room. Yi Mei ordered someone to take out the rewards that had been prepared long ago, and said to the housekeepers with a smile: "Can you please give the purses to everyone for rewards."

Yesterday, Yi Mei's dowry mother Li had already found out the situation of the servants of the Wang family serving the young couple. How many women, how many maids, and how many young men were all packed according to head and portion.

Mother and Cai'er handed the tray with the purses to the housekeeper. The old woman took it and looked at it carefully, with a strange look on her face.

Mother Li asked doubtfully: "Five nuns, seven maids, and four boys, but am I packing the right bag?"

The mother-in-law quickly came to Li's mother's side and whispered: "The old sister's number is correct, but the red-sleeved girl next to the young master is the one the old lady appointed to be the aunt, so the reward is not the same as that of her girl."