After being forced to marry by her stepmother, the Koi wife brings prosperity to the whole family

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next few days.

Auntie Zhou did not object anymore, and a smile gradually appeared on her face. She did not want to regret it anymore. Even if it was just a play today, she would cherish it.

Seeing that Auntie Zhou agreed, Du Wanchun and Nan Fengling began to help her dress up.

Auntie Zhou was already beautiful, and she was a rare beauty even without makeup on weekdays.

However, in order to keep a low profile, she specially applied waxy yellow oil on her face, and her face looked very yellow.

Now wash off the butter on your face, apply powder, and your cheeks are like white jade, then apply rouge and draw eyebrows and eyes, just a slight glance can make people dream.

After putting on the golden hair crown, she exuded nobility all over her body, and she had the shadow of the queen in the past.

Nan Fengling and Wu Niangzi on the side were stunned.

"Mother, you are really..."

"So beautiful..."

Aunt Zhou lowered her head a little embarrassedly. After living in Changliu Village for so long, she had already gotten used to a free and easy life.

Although she was a little poor, it was much better than the life in the palace where she had to be cautious in everything and even had to think before saying a word.

Now she put on gorgeous clothes again, and she felt like she was in another world.

I don't know whether life in Changliu Village is a dream or life in the palace is a dream.

Aunt Zhou rubbed her eyes and her nose was slightly sour.

Du Wanchun picked up the veil and smiled, "Mother, put on the veil and get ready to go out."

Aunt Zhou raised her eyes and wanted to say a few words, but the veil suddenly fell off and she stretched out her hand in panic.

Du Wanchun held her hand and said with a smile, "Mom, we are going out."

Mrs. Wu and Nan Fengling came to the door and opened it, only to hear a burst of firecrackers outside.

"The bride is coming out! The bride is coming out!"

A group of children in red clothes jumped and shouted happily at the door.

Because the village holds a wedding every year, they are very familiar with the wedding process.

As long as the villagers can help, they will come to help.

Soon, Aunt Zhou was helped to the sedan chair.

Because the newlyweds were outsiders, there was no mother's family or husband's family, so it became a rule to start from the white-haired old lady, go around the village, and then hold the wedding at the home of the oldest person in the village.

First, the elderly are respected, and second, it also means that the newlyweds can grow old together.

Du Wanchun and Nan Fengling walked behind the sedan chair. They looked at the red sedan chair and were very happy in their hearts.

Nan Feng Ling whispered, "If Ah Zhao was here, he would have cried a long time ago when he saw the scene in front of him."

Du Wanchun laughed and said, "Not only I am crying, I think he will probably hold on to the sedan chair and won't let go."

This made Nan Feng Ling laugh in return.

In order not to arouse suspicion from Aunt Zhou and the Third Prince, Zhou Ruiyuan deliberately didn't come this time.

Otherwise, he would probably have red eyes when he saw the scene in front of him.

With the sound of gongs and drums, the sedan chair soon arrived at the courtyard full of red silk.

Two respected old men were sitting in the courtyard.

At this time, Du Wanchun secretly found an old man, took a piece of wood and carved the names of Aunt Zhou's parents, and placed it in the middle of the spirit tablets behind the hall.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

The matchmaker holding a fan laughed and shouted, "The groom is here to take the bride down from the sedan!"

The third prince, dressed in red, came to the sedan chair with the support of a group of villagers, kicked the door three times, and then opened the curtain.

The third prince looked at Aunt Zhou in the sedan chair, wearing a red wedding dress and a red veil, and his hands trembled slightly.

The scene he saw was like a dream, and he couldn't believe it.

He pinched his face with trembling hands, gasped in pain, and then asked Aunt Zhou in the sedan chair, "Zhou'er, is it you?"

Aunt Zhou held the handkerchief tightly with both hands and replied softly, "It's me."

The third prince suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes red, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Zhou'er, I can finally take you home..."

Although it was nominally acting to pray for the villagers.

But both of them were moved, and it didn't matter what was real or fake, and it didn't matter what the emperor or queen was. They just needed to cherish the present.

Aunt Zhou slowly stretched out her hand to her.

The Third Prince excitedly grabbed her, then took her hand and slowly helped her down from the sedan chair.

Fireworks rang out again.

Children gathered together and played and blessed.

The Third Prince dreamed of such a situation every night.

Now that it has come true, I almost cry with joy.