Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

This is clearly a joke. No one in this room knows that Feng Xuan Che is a frontier general, and his skill is naturally not inferior to ordinary people.

Seeing that these two brothers are so pleasing, Feng Xuanche clasped his fists and said, "Then enlighten me."

Fists and fists, but with three moves, Feng Xuan Che was still alive and let the two brothers with one hand, and both of them were captured firmly. Now the two brothers were convinced, "Please come from the third prince."

After finally entering the main hall, I saw an old lady in uniform. The old lady was also quite bothered, knowing that Feng Xuan Che was a general, and she wore this series of clothes specially. She looked solemn and looked at Feng Xuan Che who was bowing to him in the hall.

As the prince, Feng Xuan Che could have avoided this. But now he is doing the same, his expression is not half dissatisfied, it is enough to show how much he values ​​Du Xuechun.

Seeing that Feng Xuanche was so sensible, the old lady was very satisfied and handed him a red envelope.

Although the old lady had a very good impression of Feng Xuanche, she couldn't laugh at this kind of moment, and her face was strained. Fortunately, Feng Xuan Che has a wide range of knowledge and has survived this crop.

Seeing Feng Xuanche's appearance, Du Heng felt a little complicated. He originally thought Du Qingheng was the one who was happy, but now it seemed that this man really loved his daughter. Feng Xuanche offered tea to him, Du Heng chanted a few words, tears in his eyes, just like an old father.

After all the processes were completed, Du Xuechun, who was wearing a red hijab, was slowly led by the old lady into the main hall.

Standing in the main hall, Feng Xuanche watched Du Xuechun walking towards him, his heart beating, and the palms of his hands were a little sweaty. He stretched out his hand, took the safflower that Xi Po handed over, and led Du Xuechun to bid farewell to the two of Gaotang.

The old lady burst into tears, took the hands of both of them, and said, "In the future, we must respect and love each other and raise the eyebrows together."

When Song Qingyu was not there, Du Heng took her place as usual, and said, “When you are married, remember to abide by your duty. In everything you do, you will be a member of the Royal Palace of Yi.” After that, Du Heng's eyes were Tears.

When finally saying goodbye, the old lady took Du Xuechun's hand reluctantly, and couldn't help sobbing after all, "Xue'er...be obedient and good."

The old lady's words made Du Xuechun feel even more uncomfortable. She just felt that the day was over if she was ignorant, her chest swelled uncomfortably, and the old lady's tearful eyes looked at her through the hijab even more moved. She couldn't speak, she couldn't help nodding her head, holding back tears, lest she wear makeup.

Looking down at the old lady's scrawny hands, she clung to herself tightly, telling her unwillingness everywhere. Du Xuechun held the old lady's hand backhand and squeezed it tightly, as if telling the old lady to rest assured.

Being led by Feng Xuanche, Du Xuechun walked slowly towards the outside. After stepping over the brazier, she will really have nothing to do with her in the future. At the main entrance, Du Yi carried the sedan chair on his back. Feeling his younger brother's increasingly broad arms, Du Xuechun felt very relieved.

After she left, it was all down to Du Yi Chenghuan's knees.

After finally getting on the sedan chair, Du Xuechun took out hipa from his arms to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. Originally, the prince marrying a wife is different from the prince, and he cannot carry a sedan chair. But this was a marriage contract given by the emperor Jinkou Yuyan, and eight people were pardoned. Sitting on the sedan chair, Du Xuechun felt as if he hadn't left. He raised the curtain, only to find that he had passed the streets of Xiangfu.

Mingying is Du Xuechun's personal servant girl, so she naturally accompanied Du Xuechun in the sedan chair. Listening to the joyous noise of the people accompanying me, I just felt calm.

The cumbersome jingle on her head made Du Xuechun feel a headache. She helped her forehead, Mingying immediately asked with concern, "Miss, are you hungry?" She held the snack to Du Xuechun.

Du Xuechun shook her head. As usual, she couldn't speak until she entered the bridal chamber. This was auspicious.

It's just that the journey is really long, and because it was the prince who got married, he walked around every street enough to get off the sedan chair. Du Xuechun felt a little hungry now, but he had already stepped down and had no time to eat.

She put Mingying's hand, and walked forward with the other hand following the red rope handed by Xipo. The hijab felt more serious now, and Du Xuechun felt puzzled even though he had been to the mansion once.

The sound of firecrackers sounded around, mixed with the sound of everyone's Hexi, and I felt that there were many people here today. Going along the red carpet, seeing a threshold, only knew it had arrived.

After that, it was a worship service like a puppet.

After worshipping the heavens and the earth, seeing the bright yellow in the main hall, Du Xuechun knew that the emperor had also personally arrived today. Dizzy for a while, worshipped three times. The crown jingled along with the movement of his body, and Du Xuechun couldn't hear what the people around him were saying. Just about to pull Feng Xuan Che's sleeve, he was led away.

Away from the hustle and bustle there, he knew that he was now on his way to the bridal chamber.

Who knows, when I was going to the bridal chamber, I heard a chattering noise. It seemed that there was a girl waiting for her in the bridal chamber. Du Xuechun also heard the familiar voice of Xie Ying'er. But she did not dare to answer, listening to that girl's words, she could only smile helplessly.

Soon after Feng Xuan Che came to the bridal chamber, under the humor of the crowd, he used the hijab to provoke Du Xuechun's hijab.

"Sister Xue'er is so beautiful!" Xie Ying'er was the one who shouted the loudest. After holding back for a day, Du Xuechun was finally able to speak. She nodded the girl's nose and said strangely, "Just your mouth is poor."

Instead, Feng Xuan Che frowned, "You can paint the wall with the powder on your face."

Hearing this, Du Xuechun almost jumped up. In order to paint this face, she sat for two full hours. She got up when she was ugly, and now she dare to dislike it.

The next second, the bed was sprinkled with whole grains such as peanuts and red beans, and everyone started booing again. In this scene, even Du Xuechun couldn't help being shy. She blushed and looked at the happy people around.

Feng Xuan Che was impatient with these things, and he reached out and grabbed a few. Xie Jingting immediately joked, "I said Brother Che, your martial arts habits have to be changed, so don't use it in the bridal chamber." There was another laughter, and this place was a bit more lively than the guest hall.

A noodle nanny brought up a plate of things and saw the hot dumplings. Du Xuechun's eyes brightened. After a bumpy day on the road, he didn't eat a bite of the dim sum he prepared. Fortunately, he still has a few bites .

As the mother fed it, Du Xuechun just took a bite, only to find that the filling was raw. She frowned and asked, "Is this raw?"

The mother laughed loudly, "The princess said to be born, that is to be born!"

The surrounding groans recurred, and Du Xuechun blushed abruptly.