Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 473
Mo Qingfeng wandered to the door and was reciting poems when Mo Zhongchen flicked his head with his hand.

"Poetry, are you vulgar?"

Mo Zhongchen looked like he hated iron for being weak. Anyone who married a daughter would ask the groom to compose poems, and his family must have innovations.

"Father, why don't you let the prince sing a little song?"

Mo Qingyu saw that his elder brother was deflated, snickered a few times, and then made suggestions. He felt that the scene would definitely be hot if he asked Nanping Wang to sing a ditty.

"What do you know!"

Without warning, Mo Qingyu was also attacked suddenly. He clutched his head, feeling dizzy, and didn't understand why his father was going crazy.

"My lord, the main reason for me to marry my daughter is to hope that she will live a free and easy life. Life is nothing more than food, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar..."

Mo Zhongchen euphemistically said a lot of truths, and there was a meaning in the words, asking for money.

Brothers Mo Qingfeng and Mo Qingyu formed a united front for the first time, they stepped back a few steps and covered their faces together, deeply ashamed.

"5 taels, let me in."

Wan Teng Yuling's eyelids twitched. He was holding a bouquet of lilies in his hand, which was said to represent a hundred years of marriage.It symbolizes good meaning.

"Deal, please pass the silver ticket through the crack of the door first."

Mo Zhongchen accepted as soon as he saw a deal, 5 taels was not a small sum, and all the valuables in the family were used as a dowry for his daughter Mo Yan, and now he was trying to make up for some losses.

Wan Tu Yuling had already developed the habit of carrying bank notes, and she had a total of 5 taels on her body, all of which were given to Mo Zhongchen. Soon, the door opened, and it was easy to do things with money. No one made things difficult this time.

After a quarter of an hour, the welcoming team finally arrived at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Li De wiped off his sweat and finally caught up with the auspicious time.

Mo Qingfeng stood in the open place, waiting for Madam Gong to help Mo Yan go out, he was going to carry her into the sedan chair.He thought in his heart that it was different to be a groom official. The king of Nanping, who was usually cold and aloof, had a smile in his eyes, and he was obviously looking forward to it.

Mo Yan, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, appeared in Wanqi Yuling's sight. She was covered with a hijab, so she couldn't see clearly the path under her feet, and she took every step carefully.

"follow me."

Wan Yu Yuling strode forward, stood on Mo Yan's left side, held her soft little hand, and said in a soft and soothing tone, "I'm by your side, let's go out together."

"kindness."

The corolla on her head was too heavy, and her hair was tied tightly. When Mo Yan moved her head a little, her scalp hurt.

There was a bright red in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see the road under her feet, but Mo Yan didn't panic at all. With him around, her heart could always be at peace.

"My lord..."

Mo Qingfeng grabbed the hem of the clothes in confusion, how can a bride not be carried out by her elder brother, this is against the rules!

"This king is the rule."

Wan Teng Yuling waved her hand, treating others with no pretense.

Mo Yan is an adult, even if it is her own brother, they are not allowed to have physical contact, she only belongs to him alone!
The two walked hand in hand from the second gate to the gate, Wan Qi Yuling hugged Mo Yan without warning, causing the crowd to cry out in surprise.

"I asked someone to bring a docile mare, and we rode back to the palace side by side."

Wan Teng Yuling carried Mo Yan to the mare, turned around and mounted the horse, and the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums sounded all around immediately, and the team followed.

Mo Yan knew that this move was to show the world her status in his heart, a woman is not a vassal of a man, but a companion who walks hand in hand.

Mo Zhongchen and Mrs. Lu were confused by King Nanping's unreasonable way of playing cards. Before a group of people could react, the convoy had already left the gate of the mansion.

On the way from the Nanping Prince's Mansion to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the ground was full of fragrant petals, inexplicably diluting the tension in Mo Yan's heart, she hummed a ditty.

Close to the inner city, there are people with status on both sides of the road, most of them are civil and military officials in Kyoto, and ordinary people can't get close to watch the excitement.

The wedding team was about to turn a corner, but at this moment, three cold arrows were suddenly released from a small alley, heading straight for Mo Yan's throat.

Mo Yan felt a sense of danger, and her heart tightened. Since practicing martial arts, her five senses have been sharpened, and she noticed a gust of wind whizzing towards her ears.

Wan Tuo Yuling had already discovered where the arrow was pointing, and jumped in front of Mo Yan, took the arrow with one hand, and shot it back mercilessly towards the dark place in the alley.

A few muffled groans came from the alley, and the assassins who were ambushing in the dark rolled their eyes and passed out.

"Yu Ling, I seem to hear a strange noise."

Mo Yan knew it well, but did not reveal it.

"No, I want to share a ride with you, let's go, let's go home."

Wan Teng Yuling hugged Mo Yan's shoulders, and gave Li De a wink. It is unlucky to die on a day of great joy, so he deliberately left a sigh of relief to those who secretly sneered. If they die, they have to die tomorrow. To linger to live.

"Well, go home."

Wan Qi Yuling rode his horse and galloped, leaving the wedding team behind.

Li De took a deep breath, and was dumped for the second time along the way. They all made the background board of soy sauce.

Nanping Prince's Mansion does not accept foreign guests, and the two got married under the auspices of officials from the Ministry of Rites. These people were kicked out without even having a drink after a busy day.

The wedding house is a newly built courtyard, just beside the main courtyard of the Wangfu. Everything here is in accordance with Mo Yan's favorite style, with white fences and flowers and plants planted inside.

"Yu Ling, I'm hungry."

Picking up the hijab, Mo Yan rubbed her sore neck, no wonder women in ancient times never married twice and couldn't afford it.

"The food and wine have been placed in the flower hall."

Wan Qi Yuling stuck to the ground and helped her untie the corolla.It's still noon now, and the wedding ceremony in the bridal chamber is a little early, but he can't wait.

The procedures of the Ministry of Rituals were even more cumbersome. Mo Yan was impatient at all, and everything that could be simplified was simplified. The banquet was held in the prime minister's mansion. Wanqi Yuling liked to be quiet, so the task of receiving and accompanying the wine was handed over to the Mo family.

Two octagonal red palace lanterns are hung at the door of the wedding room, window grilles are pasted on the windows, and wedding couplets are hung on the door to the inner room.

On the desk table is a wedding candle with auspicious dragons and phoenixes, a hundred curtains are hung beside the big bed carved from rosewood, and a satin embroidered bed curtain with double happiness of dragons and phoenixes is hung on the head of the bed. The bright red color creates an atmosphere full of red light and joy.

There was only an elderly woman outside the Xiyuan, who was sitting in the shade of a tree leisurely basking in the sun, Mo Yan's own maid, Mo Bing, Mo Xiang, and the little maid Mo Zao disappeared.

"I was sweating just now, I'd better wash up first."

Mo Yan visited the wedding room and was very satisfied. She sat under the dresser with a smile and looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

The rouge and gouache on the face have been spent, one by one, the color of the eyebrows is uneven, and a piece is missing, and the lip fat has rubbed on the hijab, which is already blurred, like a bloody mouth.

And the eyes, the eyeliner that was originally used to enlarge the eyes has turned into sweat washing the eyes. There is no doubt that this is the image of a zombie.

Mo Yan staggered and almost fell off the chair. She clearly remembered that although the makeup was a bit ugly, it wouldn't wear off so quickly. It must be the problem of the rouge and gouache.

"It's okay, it's just you and me."

Wan Teng Yuling suppressed the smile in his eyes, and pretended to be solemn and consoling. When he saw Mo Yan covering his face, he turned his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a big arc.

"Woooo, thanks to the hijab blocking it."

Mo Yan thought for a while, those rouge and gouaches were given to her by her father, they were really unreliable, most likely they were bought from some street stall.

Everyone cheated her father, she was cheated by her father!

She wore a human skin mask when she was in the northwest, and her appearance was no longer a reason to attack Mo Yan. She quickly adjusted and washed her face with two basins of water.

After opening the face, without any rouge and powder decoration, the cheeks are like peach blossoms in March, and the eyes contain spring water, like dewdrops among the flowers, crystal clear and trembling.

Wan Teng Yuling's body was dry and hot, his throat was tight, he forced himself not to think about those charming postures in the erotic palace, and walked to the flower hall with big strides.

The dishes on the table were still warm, Mo Yan was so hungry that she didn't even bother to talk, there was her favorite spicy chicken, the cook of the palace was a few blocks away from the cook of the prime minister's mansion.

"Yu Ling, why don't you eat?"

Mo Yan was half full after eating, and noticed that his gaze was on her all the time, she was a little embarrassed, she was in a hurry just now, and the dining etiquette was forgotten, thanks to the fact that Nanny Li was not in front of her.

"I'll wait a while."

Wan Teng Yuling's obsidian-like eyes no longer have the sweetness of melting ice water, but become deeper and deeper. His voice is hoarse but still pleasant.

"Wait a while, the food is getting cold."

Mo Yan raised her head. In fact, after so long, she still doesn't know what he likes to eat. It seems that he has no special pursuit of things.

"I eat you."

Beautiful and delicious, how can you miss the delicious food in front of you?
Mo Yan slipped and almost fell down. Was this what Gao Leng's uncle said?Did she hear correctly?
In modern times, a colleague once said that men put on airs before marriage, and their personality is exposed after marriage. Is this true?
"But, aren't the wedding candles at night?"

Mo Yan's eyes flickered, they should talk about life, talk about ideals, and wait until dark, waiting for the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

"it's dark."

Wan Teng Yuling stood up and closed all the window screens. The room immediately became pitch black, and the flushed light from the candlelight shone on the faces of the two of them, making each other a little nervous.

It's not that they didn't sleep together intimately in the past, but at that time Mo Yan was too late, and Wan Qi Yu Ling kept forbearing in order to be responsible to her.

He has already worshiped heaven and earth, and the two are officially married, how can he wait any longer?
The candles flickered, and the silhouettes of the two were reflected on the white walls.

After handing over a cup of wine and drinking, Mo Yan fell into Wanqi Yuling's arms, exhaling like blue, her heart pounding like a deer, although she had seen pigs running, but she was really inexperienced. It's just a night pain. "Yanyan, this king will spoil you forever."

Wan Tu Yuling never liked promises. For Mo Yan, he promised too much, and he lost all of his heart.

On the corner of the table in the house, there is also a not-so-bright jack-o-lantern, which was hand-made by Mo Yan during the Lantern Festival a few years ago, and was left in the restaurant. , the girl muttered that the picture was inconsistent, heartless, and she didn't even remember that she did it with her own hands back then.

The inner room was beautiful and the fighting was fierce, from noon to early morning of the next day, without stopping.

(End of this chapter)