A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

After spreading her hair, Shen gently combed her daughter’s hair from root to end, smiling with tears: "Over the years, I often buy some hair accessories for little girls, but unfortunately they have been using them all these years. Not on."

"Mother, give me a double bun. You gave me such a good-looking hairpin. The hairpin you bought before will certainly look good when I wear it now." Jiuzhu turned and hugged Shen's waist and acted like a baby: "Daughter likes those cute and beautiful. Hair accessories."

"Okay." Shen bent down and patted her daughter's back lightly, as if coaxing a young child: "What kind of bun do you like, what bun your mother will comb for you today."

Ming Jiyuan looked at the embracing mother and daughter, don't cover up the tears in his eyes at first, exit the room, and cover the door for his mother and sister.

After the mother and daughter hugged for a long time, Shen took out a carved wooden box from the house. After opening the box, it was densely packed and neatly packed with jewelry for the little girl.

Golden collars, golden bells, long-lived hundred-year-old locks, all kinds of swinging hairpins, Yingluo jade, each with innocent childishness.

"It's so beautiful." Jiuzhu touched these jewelry, such a full box, how long has my mother been looking forward to her coming home all these years?

"Take all of these away." Shen brushed her daughter's hair: "May you and Chen Wang have white hair with eyebrows, piano and sound, and love is inseparable."

The movements of her combing hair are a bit rusty, but every movement is extremely gentle: "Although it is not easy for the royal family, if the heart is firm, no matter in the world, you will not be troubled."

Double maid, a hairstyle often combed by unmarried girls.

Shen pinned the red bean hairpin on both sides of his hair: "Does it look good?"

The world only knows that the red bean lovesickness, but the affection of relatives is heavy.

"It looks good." Jiuzhu looked at herself in the mirror, nodding her head: "Thank you, mother."

"Jiuzhu." Shen Shi put his hand on his daughter's shoulder: "Don't be wronged, Mingjia will always be your place to stay."

"Mother." Jiuzhu held her hand: "Don't be sad."

"I am not sad for my mother." Shen reluctantly smiled, "I just can't bear it."

The sunset passed through the window lattice and climbed onto the dressing table, like a naughty child.

Jiuzhu hugged Shen's waist again: "Mother, this will always be my home."

A drop of warm tears swept across her cheeks and rolled over the corners of her mouth.

Wang Chen woke up from his dream, looked out the dark window, and sat cross-legged on the bed. Is it still dark?

The waiter outside overheard the movement, and stood outside the tent and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, are you awake?"

"Palm the lantern." Wang Chen got off the bed: "Here, I want to take a shower."

"His Royal Highness, you only took a bath last night..."

"My king's words, I don't like to say it a second time."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Wang Chen touched the balm on the table, remembering that Ming Xiaozhu was allergic to incense and worried that she would not like the smell, so he took out his handkerchief and wiped his fingertips.

Early spring morning, it was really late.

Sun Caiyao was in her sleep and heard the noise in the yard next door, worried that these people would wake up her Highness, and called the palace man to ask, "Why is it so noisy outside?"

"His Royal Highness Chen will get up in the morning to take a shower, and the people below are all waiting for her." The palace man looked at her embarrassedly: "Prince and Concubine, today is the wedding of His Royal Highness Chen, you... take care of it."

Wake up so early to take a shower?

Sun Caiyao was puzzled: "There are still a few hours left when the divorce is auspicious, is Wang Chen too early to prepare?"

"The servants heard that His Royal Highness Chen was going to the Ming Shi Lang Mansion to welcome the princess, so I got up early to prepare." The palace man said what he heard: "It is rumored that the Ministry of Rites originally disagreed with the Chen Wang Shi Lang Mansion to welcome the bride. My son, but your Royal Highness insists on going, the Ministry of Ritual can only compromise."

The royal family is respected, and when the prince marries a concubine, it is almost unnecessary to go to the princess’s house to welcome her.

If the prince valued the imperial concubine, he would personally go to the palace gate to take the bride off the sedan chair, such as when she married his Royal Highness. If you follow the rules, you only need to wait for the bride to enter the door before you cross the second threshold with her holding the red hydrangea.

King Chen and Ming Jiuzhu were married in the Kylin Palace. If the King Chen greeted him outside the Vermilion Bird Gate, he would give Ming Jiuzhu a face. Why should he go to the Shi Lang Mansion to welcome him?

Seeing that the prince and concubine were not speaking, the palace man said cautiously: "Or, the slave and maidservant will go and talk to the servants in the court of the prince Chen, let them speak quietly."

"No need." Yun Yanze opened the curtain and walked in: "Today is the day of the fifth brother's rejoicing. It's better to be lively."

"His Royal Highness, are you awake?" Sun Caiyao saw Yun Yanze coming in and got up to greet her.

"Sit down quickly. We don't have to pay attention to these rules between our husband and wife." Yun Yanze took Sun Caiyao to sit down, then turned to ask the palace man: "You just said that the fifth brother insisted on going to the Ming family to welcome her?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yun Yanze smiled helplessly, turned his head and said to Sun Caiyao: "Fifth brother has always been such a temperament, the only thing we other princes dare not do, only he dares to do."

Hearing this, Sun Caiyao felt relieved, yes, when His Royal Highness went to welcome her outside the gate, she was already very important to her. Other princes, who dared to be like Wang Chen, regardless of his willful behavior.

The king of Chen bathed and changed his clothes, put on complicated wedding clothes, and his crown-like face was set off by a red suit to make him more white and tender.

"Why haven't the officials of the Ministry of Rites arrived yet?" He was sitting in the main hall, and he wanted to drink tea but was afraid of bloating, which would make him indecent. There is only one big wedding, and he can't let his wedding with Ming Xiaozhu be imperfect.

"His Royal Highness, the halogen team is ready, and the dragon guards and the golden armor are all in place." The little **** said: "However, the official of the Ministry of Rites said that the auspicious time has not yet arrived. Please wait for a while."

"Tsk." Chen Wang got up and walked around the room. He didn't feel that time flies so slowly on weekdays. Why is it so slow today?

"Fifth brother, congratulations to the fifth brother." Wang Huai came in with Wang An and Jing, and when he saw Wang Chen's wedding gown, there was a hint of panic in his heart.

The son is more expensive than the mother. In the end, the queen's son, Yun Duqing's wedding dresses are half an order higher than them.

"Thank you for the three brothers." Wang Chen raised his eyebrows when he saw the three of them, and said to them: "The three brothers came just right, and the younger brother still has something to ask for."

Seeing that the king of Chen was so proactive about himself, the three princes couldn't help taking a step back. How could Yun Duqing be so polite to them on weekdays?

So polite, there must be a problem, and the problem is still very big.

Wang An and Jing Wang silently watched Wang Huai standing in the middle, and Wang Huai bit his head and said, "Fifth brother, if you have something to say, we don't have to be so polite."

Bah, you know it's not a good thing at first glance.

"I think that in folk marriages, when the bridegroom welcomes the bride, there will be brothers to help out. I don't know if the three elder brothers are willing to help the younger brother with this small favor?" Chen Wang said with a smile: "Father often said that the brothers are mature and stable, close to brothers and sisters. , I guess my brothers won't refuse, right?"

Three princes: "..."

If you lick your face and greet you at the Ming family, you have to accompany a few of our other brothers, and there must be a limit to the thickness of your face, understand?

"Welcoming relatives pays attention to celebration, the three brothers fasten these three red belts." Chen Wang put a belt for each of the three brothers: "Brothers, the auspicious hour is coming soon, shall we set off?"

The three princes held their ugly red belts in a daze.

Did he give them a chance to refuse?

"Big brother..." Wang An turned to look at Wang Huai, hoping that his eldest brother could bravely refuse Yun Duqing's shameless request.

Wang Huai turned his head to avoid the hopeful eyes of the two younger brothers, and tied the red belt around his waist: "My brothers, we are big brothers. It's right to help the younger brother welcome the relatives. There are so many people."

Wang An and Jing Wang silently retracted their gazes, bowed their heads and fastened their red belts.

Who says the eldest brother is like a father?

Brother's brotherhood towards them can only be regarded as a landslide.

The official of the Ministry of Rites saw that Wang Chen had not only come by himself, but also brought three other princes. He turned to his colleagues and said, "The other three princes, do you owe your Highness a lot of money?"

"Cough." The colleague coughed dryly: "I'm my own at any rate."

Wang Chen is their own member of the Ministry of Ritual, and Princess Chen is the daughter of an official of the Ministry of Ritual. If you bully other princes, can that be called bullying?

"Your Royal Highnesses are really brotherly affectionate, which moved the subordinate officials and others." The Ministry of Rites loudly praised the brotherhood of the four. Although the other prince had a face down, this did not affect their speed of complimenting.

What kind of brothers, friends and respects, blood is thicker than water, brothers are of one heart, and so on, they keep pouring out, exaggerating their level and demeanor.

For a time, the three princes are not good enough to lose their faces.

"It's good time, get up the sedan chair!"

Wang Chen was riding on a horse tied with a red hydrangea, looked up at the red paper and flowers falling from the palace wall, and tightly grasped the rein in his hand.

He will go and pick the princess home.

In the Ming family, Jiuzhu was accompanied by the eight dying wives and ten Quanfu wives. There were dragon guards around the house. She held a fan in her right hand and Yu Ruyi in her left hand, not daring to shake her head.

The dragon and phoenix wedding crowns are beautiful, but they are too heavy.

There was a sound of firecrackers outside, and soon there were a lot of voices. As the voices got closer, the Eight Big Life Women vaguely felt that something was wrong.

In the royal wedding, isn't the bride's family sending people to the sedan chair and then directly into the palace?

Why is there so much noise outside.

When they were puzzled, they heard someone outside the door chanting a poem to remind them of makeup. This voice sounded...like a king of Chen?

Wang Chen personally came to welcome him?

The eight life wives exchanged eyes in disbelief. One of them secretly opened the door and looked out, and found that not only the Chen Wang had come, but also the three princes of Huai Wang, An Wang, and Jing Wang as best men.

She took a deep breath, turned to look at the martyrs and the Quanfu wives in the house, and said after correcting her manners: "The groom has finished his makeup and poems, and asks the bride to say goodbye to his parents and move on to the sedan chair."

The woman with the highest standing drew a stroke between Jiuzhu's eyebrows: "Swallows live together, and poetry chants good luck."

"Lord of the county, please cover your face with a fan, and don't let others see Jiao Niang."

The door was wide open, and the wife was accompanied by Mrs. Quan Fu on both sides. One of the wives was going to help Jiuzhu and hold Yu Ruyi's hand.

"The king is here." The king Chen walked to Jiuzhu, held her hand, and whispered in her ear: "I will accompany you to bid farewell to father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"His Royal Highness, this doesn't fit..."

Non-compliance.

What the life wife hadn't finished speaking, swallowed back in Wang Chen's fierce sight.

In the main hall, Ming Jingzhou and Shen Ying were sitting in full costumes. When they heard the sound of firecrackers, the tears in Shen Ying's eyes almost fell.

But when she saw Wang Chen, who was with her daughter, and the three princes and queens who were following the eight maidens, the tears in her eyes froze.

What is Wang Chen doing?

"The unfilial daughter bid farewell to father, mother." Jiuzhu handed Yu Ruyi to the wife who was closest to her, holding a fan in both hands, and knelt down towards the two elders.

"Kow!"

At the moment Jiuzhu kowtowed, Wang Chen bends down and pushes to the end.

You can't kneel down on your ministers, but as a junior, it's okay to behave to your elders.

All the Ming family members present all looked at Wang Chen, who was bent over to the bottom, with a thoughtful expression.

Ming Cunfu wanted to go forward to help Wang Chen, but was stopped by Ming Jinghai's hand.

"Kow again."

Make another move.

After the third kowtow, Shen Ying stretched out her hand to support her daughter, and Ming Jingzhou also took hold of Wang Chen's arm.

His Royal Highness Chen used his strength to enhance the sincerity of the prince when he married the princess.