Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 23 Entering the bridal chamber

For a moment, the shock and disdain in everyone's hearts surfaced on their faces together.

Dong Nuangu didn't care at all, he just pulled Si Jixia's left hand in front of him, took the red hijab he was holding in his hand, spread his palm upwards, then raised his right hand and wrote on his palm with his index finger The next few words.

The palm of Dong Nuangu's left hand was pressed against the back of Si Jixia's hand, and there was a warm temperature in her palm, but Si Jixia felt the temperature in her palm was scalding, making his body tense and even his hand stiff, But he lowered his eyes and followed her fingertips lightly swipe on his palm to identify what she wrote.

The middle-aged man standing beside Si Jixia got a little closer at this moment, his eyes were fixed on Dong Nuangu's hand, trying to figure out what word she wrote on Si Jixia's palm.

"Write...?" Someone among the guests whispered, "This eighth lady of the Zuoxiang Mansion can't speak?"

"A mute?"

"Shh!"

"Yes, why, no, yes?" The middle-aged man stared at the words written by Dong Nuangu on Si Jixia's palm, and read them out, with obvious surprise in his tone, "Why don't you want to!?"

Everyone in the hall instantly stared at Dong Nuan with a smile on the corner of his mouth with an unbelievable look on his face. I heard that the eighth lady of the Zuoxiang Mansion married the eldest son voluntarily. Didn't she know Shi Zi was sick and disabled, even——

Why not?

Si Jixia's heart was more shocked than anyone else's, causing a layer of unbelievable light to float in his cold eyes.

He couldn't recover for a while, until Dong Nuan put his hand down.

Only then did Si Jixia calm down, his eyes became cold and indifferent again, and he reached out to take the red hijab that Dong Nuangu had just taken away, shook it off, put it back on her head, and said in a flat tone: "Okay, let's continue."

Dong Nuan nodded against the red hijab that fell on her head again, and Si Jixia handed back the end of the red silk cloth to her hand.

Then, the cold voice of the middle-aged man sounded again, "One bow to heaven and earth—three kowtows—"

Dong Nuangu suddenly thought that she had just seen a deserted Xitang and guests who could count on both hands, but she hadn't seen Xipo, or even... didn't see Gaotang's elders.

Heh... But it is really a strange palace, a strange son, and a strange marriage.

She seems to be a little far away from the quiet days she wants.

There is no wedding wife, no elders in the hall, no blessing from anyone, the guests turn around and leave the wedding hall when the middle-aged man who is in charge of the ceremony sings the last line "husband and wife pay respects". She could see her toes, but she could hear that the few guests in the hall were leaving at the same time.

Even so, even the "delivery into the bridal chamber" was done by the groom's official himself. Dongnuan thought that today's event would not be spread into various versions in the future. Such an interesting event that has never been seen or heard before should be very It is easy to become the topic of people's gossip.

But Dong Nuangu still doesn't care, not having these ancient customs and customs is exactly what she wishes, although she has to do as the Romans do, but she is very happy to save as much as possible.

Dongnuan doesn't care about it, but it doesn't mean that Chunqiao and Qiutong are the same. At this moment, Chunqiao and Qiutong look at the beams on the top that have not been cleaned and are covered with cobwebs and the guests who are leaving. Frowning, no matter how well they were trained, the doubts and dissatisfaction in their hearts were all written on their faces at this moment, only to see Chun Qiao gave Qiu Tong a look, Qiu Tong understood, turned and followed the guests They went out of the wedding hall together.

Chunqiao looked at Si Jixia who didn't even glance at the departing guests, let the knotted brows relax, took a few steps forward, and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, this servant will help Madam for you."

The servant who was standing beside Si Jixia and supporting him just now also left with the guests, leaving only Si Jixia standing there with an increasingly pale complexion, his face was so pale that even the color of his lips turned gray, His figure was clearly tall and straight, but Chunqiao felt as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

But who knows how weak and weak Si Jixia was when he heard Chunqiao's words, he just shook his head slightly, and refused coldly, "No need."

Si Jixia's words froze Chunqiao's half-stretched hand in the air.

When Si Jixia said this, he untied the cloak that was slanted on his left shoulder, pulled it over, fastened it again, and covered his empty right sleeve under the cloak, and then picked up the woven bonus that he had temporarily left on the ground. Dong Nuan knew that he was saying "Let's go" to her, so he also grasped the other end of the red silk in cooperation, nodded and followed his moving steps and walked away.

Chunqiao's brows were twisted together again, and she walked away with Dong Nuangu, but her eyes were locked on Si Jixia's tall but thin back in front, and countless suspicions flashed in her eyes.

Si Jixia sent Dong Nuangu back to the room in person, plus the guests who have already left, this means that Si Jixia does not need to entertain, and the situation does not require him to entertain, he just needs to bring his bride back to the room .

Dong Nuan felt that she was wearing a red hijab and walked behind Si Jixia for a long time, but she didn't show any impatience, she just followed him quietly and silently.

Si Jixia's footsteps were as slow as when he was leading Dongnuan into the mansion before, as if he was afraid that he would walk too fast and the people behind him would not be able to keep up, but this way back to the room he did not act like before. As careful as he was, he would remind Dong Nuan in advance every time he passed a hurdle, and only occasionally reminded her, his voice was a little deep and hoarse, as if he had been thinking about something in his heart so that he didn't have much time to take care of the people behind him. like.

Fortunately, Dong Nuan is a person with quick thoughts and movements, so she won't stumble and fall in this winding mansion.

Dong Nuan couldn't estimate how long she had been taken away by Si Jixia. When her narrow vision was filled with greenery, Si Jixia stopped for a while, and then only heard the soft sound of the door being pushed open. There was a low sound, Dongnuan knew that this was the arrival of the courtyard where she and her father-in-law would spend day and night together in the future.

Chun Qiao, who was following Dong Nuan Gu, did not know where he went at this time, Dong Nuan Gu heard Qiu Tong's voice calling Chun Qiao softly like insects on the way to the Jiyao, Dong Nuan Gu It didn't take much thinking to figure out that Chunqiao and Qiutong had gone to inquire about the situation of Prince Yi's mansion.

The reason why they insisted on sending her from Nanbi City to King Yi's Mansion was not because they looked down on her or pitied her for marrying away alone. Their goal was just King Yi's Mansion, and she was just a bridge. Who would cross the bridge? Will you take care of her again?

But this is exactly what Dongnuangu hoped for, and she hoped that Chunqiao and Qiutong could leave Yi Wang's mansion and return to Nanbi City tomorrow to return to Lou Yuan.

Si Jixia used the red silk in his hand to cover Dong Nuan so he entered the room, pulled it to the front of the bed, paused and said: "Sit down, you can see the edge of the bed."

(End of this chapter)