The King of Drama takes me all the way to win

Chapter 78
Yu Pei!

Feng Jingyue frowned lightly, the emperor rewarded Feng Qingyue with a lot of jade pendants, even if she gave away a piece casually, she would not fall into trouble.

"Brother, my right eye has been twitching all the time. I just heard from the nuns that the left eye twitching is a good thing. Today is Yue'er's big day, and I don't want to be spoiled by anyone."

"Don't worry, brother will pay attention."

Feng Jingyue not only sent people to watch the Qin family, but also the East Palace.

He looked tenderly at the little sister who no longer needed to worry about him, and slowly stretched out his hand to cover her forehead, gently stroking the center of her slightly wrinkled brow with the pulp of his thumb.

"Yue'er, elder brother and father will give you a special wedding gift today. We want everyone who has bullied you to know that they will never be able to reach the young lady of our Feng family."

"Brother, you and dad..."

"Don't worry too much, today you will obediently be a bride."

Feng Jingyue didn't give her a chance to ask questions, and he immediately called Xiaocui to take her into the room after he finished speaking.

Feng Qingyue didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment. She had only been in the original owner's body for a few days, but not only did the family not suspect her sudden change, they even cared for her like a treasure in the palm of their hand.

It wasn't until Feng Kyungyue walked out of the courtyard that she put away her thoughts and went back into the house.

When Mother Xu saw her coming in, she immediately brought her back to the dressing table, and a group of mothers began to get busy again.

An hour later.

Mother Xu carefully brought over a golden phoenix crown that the former empress personally made for Feng Qingyue, but she didn't put it on for Feng Qingyue immediately, but ordered someone to invite Feng Jinqi.

When Feng Qingyue stood up and looked at the person in the bronze mirror who was wearing a red wedding dress, red lips and bright teeth, and fleshy skin, she almost couldn't believe it was herself.

"It's so beautiful!" Feng Qingyue couldn't help exclaiming.

"Miss, you are the embryo of a beauty. Now that you are dressed like this, the Sixth Prince might not even be able to move his eyes away." Madam Xu joked with a smile.

Afterwards, she helped Feng Qingyue to sit in front of the bronze mirror again.

"The old slave has already ordered someone to invite the general. My wife is gone. The general wants to do it for you personally to comb your hair for the young lady's wedding."

As soon as Nanny Xu finished speaking, Feng Jinqi came in.

He looked at Feng Qingyue who had already put on her wedding dress and was obediently sitting in front of the mirror, his eyes blurred for a moment, as if he saw the scene of Mo Zixiang marrying into Feng's family back then.

Mo Zixiang was in such a cardamom age back then, and he would never forget that she smiled at him when he lifted his hijab.

"General, it's time to comb Missy's hair."

"it is good!"

Feng Jinqi walked slowly behind Feng Qingyue, looking at the daughter in the mirror who looked a little like his wife, his eyes turned red.

Trembling slightly, he took out a cloth bag wrapped in a black handkerchief from his arms, opened the cloth bag, and found a wooden comb inside.

He smiled lovingly at Feng Qingyue in the mirror, his eyes were full of reluctance, "Yue'er, this is the wooden comb that your mother carried with her when she got married, and Dad uses it to comb your hair."

Feng Qingyue saw Feng Jinqi's flushed eyes, felt his careful combing of his hair, and thought of the dean's mother who loved her in memory, and couldn't help feeling a little sour in her heart.

"Click to the hair, you don't have to worry about being rich!"

As soon as Feng Jinqi combed it, Madam Xu's voice sounded beside her.

"Two combs to the head, no disease and no worries; three combs to the head, more children and longer life!"

After Madam Xu said these two sentences, Feng Jinqi said in a vigorous and powerful voice when the fourth comb was down: "If you comb to the end again, you will raise your eyebrows; if you comb to the end of the second comb, you will fly together like wings." ;Three combs to the end, forever tied together!"

He hopes that his daughter, who has been regarded as a treasure by him since childhood, can be happy. Compared with wealth and glory, he hopes that she and Long Yintian can live together forever...

(End of this chapter)