The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 77 The Big Wedding
Looking at the palace lantern decorated with bright red tassels, Feng Yao's pretty face turned red.But she still nodded slightly, signaling Lu Luo to light the palace lantern, and hung it high on the lamp pole outside the new house.

The banquet in the front hall was very lively, and Mo Li was dressed in happy attire, smiling all over his face, and bowed his head frequently in the congratulatory speeches of everyone to express his thanks.Even Zhuang Yi and Zhuo Bin, who were accompanying him around, were both slightly drunk and kept blocking Mo Li's drink.

Xixiu, as the wedding nun, came out of the back hall with a smile on her face, and when she saw Mo Li, she blessed her and said, "My son-in-law is overjoyed, the palace lanterns outside the new house are on."

"Aha, Consort Mo, this is a very good thing. We won't bother you any more at the moment of Spring Festival." A former member of the Ministry of Rituals congratulated Mo Li with a smile.

The crowd also congratulated, but gradually dispersed with interest.If it wasn't for Mo Li marrying a princess, this trouble in the bridal chamber would have been unavoidable.But now no one dares to go to the bridal chamber of Naoyun and the princess.

Zhuang Yi and Zhuo Bin were in charge of seeing off the guests, and then said goodbye to Mo Li.

Mo Li glanced at the hall that was full of guests just now, and now there are only a few festive red candles left, and he breathed a sigh of relief.His eyes slowly swept across the main hall, and finally landed on the golden "囍" on a red background posted on the central wall.

After staring at it for a long time, Mo Li lifted his clothes and walked towards the back hall until the flame of the red candle "cracked".

Passing through the central garden, the moonlight dimly shines on the gravel path in front of you.Because it was already the winter moon, there was a clammy chill in the air.

Every time Mo Li exhaled, a cloud of white mist formed in front of him.The fog became thicker and thicker, as if it wanted to cover the road in front of him.Except for the dazzling red palace lantern at the front, it was almost difficult for Mo Li to tell the direction.

"Oh, why is the son-in-law still hanging out in the garden, don't make the princess wait so long." Xixiu came to meet him from a distance, and left after seeing Mo Li pulling her away.

Mo Li had a smile on his face, his face was already reddish, his pace was quicker, but steady.When they came to the door of the new house, they first swept themselves outside the door to salute, and called softly: "Yao'er."

"Come in." It wasn't Feng Yao's voice, but Zi Ying called out with a suppressed laugh.

Immediately, the door opened, and Zi Ying and Lu Luo came out with wine cups and jugs in their hands.Zi Ying laughed and said: "If you want to enter, you have to drink three glasses of wine first. Who made the son-in-law be late?"

Mo Li was startled, and smiled awkwardly when he saw the jug.But Zi Ying had already filled the wine glass involuntarily, and held it in front of Mo Li.

Mo Li raised his head and glanced into the room, only to see red candles shining brightly in the room, and through the brocade screen, a red figure sitting on the carved red sandalwood bed could be vaguely seen, looking at this side with a full smile.

Unable to tell whether it was anxious expectation or anxious hesitation in his heart, Mo Li picked up the wine glass with both hands, and swallowed it on his back.The wine is soft in the mouth, pungent in the throat, and burns in the stomach, it is the old daughter's red wine.

After drinking three cups of wedding wine, Mo Li's handsome face was like a smudged red candle, revealing a bright red and intoxicated color.

What Ziying wanted to say, Luluo glared at her.Nurse Xixiu pulled the two of them apart, and said with a smile, "The son-in-law is a drinker, please enter the bridal chamber. The princess is a daughter of gold, and I hope the son-in-law will not be negligent, and it is best not to lose courtesy."

After finishing speaking, each hand took one, and pulled Luluo and Ziying away.Two other nuns stepped forward, closed the door tightly, tied a piece of red silk on the door, and "locked" the two of them in the room.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Feng Yao's heart was pounding like a deer.Then came the sound of steady footsteps, and Mo Li's figure turned around from behind the screen, and stood in the middle of the room five steps away from Feng Yao.

Feng Yao raised his eyes to meet Shang Moli's eyes, and saw that his deep pupils reflected the appearance of Fengguanxiapei at this time, pretty with shyness, luxurious yet charming, soft and affectionate like a plant of rain and dew Hibiscus flower behind.

And Feng Yao also knew that there was a shadow of Mo Li in his eyes at this moment.His handsome face is enchanting, his figure is tall and straight, as tall as a green bamboo, and as dazzling as a peach blossom, the smile on his face seems to have the warmth of the sun in this winter night.

He has her in his eyes, and she only has him in her eyes.

"Yao'er, you are so beautiful." Moli's voice was a little hoarse, but it added a sense of magic.When it came to Feng Yao's ears, it made her more fascinated than the tender and sweet words.

"You...you've been drinking." Feng Yao pondered for a while before asking this question.

Because it was inappropriate to ask him if he was hungry, and I couldn't say the words to tell him to go to bed early.All he could see was his blushing face, and he could only say that he was drunk at this time.

Mo Li smiled, took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand, took Feng Yao's little hand and said, "I've drunk the wine, but I haven't eaten the food yet. Yao'er has been busy all day, so he must be hungry already, let's eat some together."

It's good that Mo Li didn't mention it, Feng Yao really felt hungry at this moment.Thinking about it again, I really haven't eaten all day.

There are pre-prepared wine and vegetables, snacks and fruits on the table.There was also a jug of wine, but neither of them touched the jug while sitting at the table.

Mo Li took a look, and finally chose a white porcelain gold-rimmed big sea bowl, the noodles inside were still steaming.Mo Li put the back of his hand against the side of the bowl to test the temperature, and pushed it in front of Feng Yao: "It's not hot, eat some."

Feng Yao took the chopsticks and really took a bite.But after chewing it twice, he frowned, reached out and took a handkerchief to cover his mouth, and spit the mouthful of noodles into the handkerchief.

"Not tasty?" Mo Li was taken aback, and stretched out his hand to pull the noodle bowl back.He didn't shy away from the fact that Feng Yao had eaten it just now, so he just took a bite and put it in his mouth.

But after chewing it, he frowned, choked for a long time before swallowing it, choked and said: "It was... raw?"

"Pu Chi." Feng Yao smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, it's life."

Mo Li suddenly came to his senses, looking at the bowl in front of him, he couldn't laugh or cry.Only then did I realize that this is a custom in the wedding room. The bride said the word "birth" in order to win the good fortune of having a baby early.But he didn't expect that he forgot, Feng Yao deliberately induced himself to eat too, teasing himself to say the word.

Under the red candle, Feng Yao's smiling face was even more radiant.A pair of watery eyes were shy and full of affection, looking deeply at Moli.

Mo Li only felt a dull pain in his heart, as well as a burning torment.Taking two deep breaths, she suddenly remembered the things she stuffed in her arms when she was dragged back by the wedding nun.Jun's face drooped for a while, reddened, and when he raised his head again, his face was already full of smiles.

The slender big hand took out the booklet from his bosom, secretly hidden it under the tablecloth, and flipped through two pages.Glancing at Feng Yao who was eating candied fruit, Mo Li cleared his throat and said hoarsely, "Yao'er, look."

"Huh?" Feng Yao was stunned, and saw Mo Li spread out a brochure painted with red pictures on the table, pointing at the book with his snow-white slender hand, and there was a heavy spot somewhere.

(End of this chapter)