C76 dowry

At this moment, there was no water in her hair, only a slight moisture. This was the right time to comb her hair, since the bun would be perfectly tied together, but the owner of the hair would suffer.

"When you comb your hair, you don't have to worry about wealth; when you comb your hair, you don't have to worry about disease; when you comb your hair, you will live longer and longer; when you comb your hair, you will raise your eyebrows; when you comb your tail, you will fly in pairs; when you comb your tail, you will always have the same heart; when you have a head and tail, you will live a long life of wealth and wealth."

The wedding nun recited her hair in nine curves, and everyone who heard her softly recited it. Although it was just a comb, the words she recited were the wishes of everyone.

"Give our Young Miss a bridal knot, and wish our Young Miss a happy and happy life, full of children and grandchildren." As soon as these words fell, the entire room was filled with laughter, but only Zheng Qingluo was left, her face flushed red with embarrassment.

Lowering her head was a difficult task. Her hair was full of black, but it was still clutched in the hands of the wedding maiden. She was finally done combing her hair, and she was helped to the bed to change clothes.

Mo Fu brought everyone to the outer room. For tea and snacks, she first set up a table, and then everyone took advantage of this time to eat more. She was afraid that if they got busy later on, they would not have time to eat.

Inside the room, Zheng Qingluo was covered in sweat from seven to eight layers of clothing. First it was the undergarment, the undergarment, the undergarment, and the jacket.

If it was in the middle of summer and they were wearing so many wedding gowns, they would have passed out already. When they were dressed, Mo Li and Mo Ju helped Zheng Qingluo to the bronze mirror.

Zheng Qingluo didn't complain anymore. Perhaps, in this life, one must be this beautiful. With this, there would be no regrets in life.

In the mirror, there was a slim and beautiful woman. It was probably because her clothes were bright red. Although Zheng Qingluo didn't put on makeup, her skin was still a rosy white. It was a very festive scene.

The pair of clear and big eyes were sparkling with vigor. With a high nose bridge and a rosy little mouth, the normally delicate and pretty little girl seemed to glow at this moment.

And all of this was because of the red dress he was wearing. It was a kind of red that you couldn't even tell the color, red to the point that it dazzled your eyes.

And just because of this one inch, the petite Zheng Qingluo looked much taller than before. Her wedding dress was embroidered with golden embroidered edges. The embroidered Blue Luan and the peony looked as if they were about to be revived.

The Blue Luan raised its head, and its beautiful wings slid down its waist until they reached the bottom of its skirt. The Blue Luan's eyes were like fiery red diamonds, and all of the peonies were inlaid with pearls.

It wasn't a white pearl, but a dark pink pearl. Just this color made the peony look even more luxurious and graceful. The skirt belt around her waist was weaved with a pair of gold and silver weaves, and it was still the same color as the red caltrop brocade.

Even Zheng Qingluo suspected, was the person in the mirror her? In this winter, the person who could wear clothes and make clothes with a swaying body could be said to be an expert. Compared to this, putting his wedding clothes at the bottom of his chest was not wrong at all.

After putting on makeup, there was another wave of bustling, scented grease, rouge, to fix eyebrows, draw and dye lips, a string of busyness. The sky had already brightened, and sounds of noise continuously came from outside.

Because she was married to the Royal Family, there were no common rules that required her to make furniture and deliver them to her new home in advance. On the day of her wedding, Zheng Qingluo's dowry was carried from Zheng Mansion to Prince Yi's Mansion early in the morning.

Back then, Seventh Prince Luo Qingxi had sent over eighty-two gifts, which was greatly out of Zheng Qingluo's expectations. Under normal circumstances, sending sixty-four gifts over was already a high standard of treatment.

To be able to deliver the eighty-two pieces of armor, the entire family of Master Zheng was overwhelmed by favor. Seventh Prince was clearly expressing his respect for Zheng Qingluo, although the rules were a bit overdone, but no one dared to say anything based on the extent of his affection for His Majesty.

After all, the Emperor has yet to say that it was no good, and his subjects were not qualified to point fingers at them. Only, although these eighty-two tables were clearly valued, it was still a burden for the Zheng Mansion.

Fortunately, there were forty-six dowries that were prepared by Zheng Qingluo's mother. Master Zheng had also put in all her effort and added thirty more for her daughter.

With this dowry, even if the Zheng Mansion was emptied, he was still willing to do so. The old mistress naturally supported him fully, and only Zheng Qingjiao and Zheng Qingyan grinded their teeth in hatred, but did not dare say anything.

Although the Zheng Family did not have many relatives or friends, they did have enough relatives or friends to pay respects to. In fact, it fit perfectly with Seventh Prince's eighty-two yuan. This one hundred and sixty-four yuan dowry was not much different from the Emperor's marriage ceremony.

The dowry was carried all the way to Prince Yi's Mansion's Prince Yi's Mansion. Mothers followed the first dowry and already entered Prince Yi's Mansion.

Once they arrived there, all she had to do was sit there and lead the little girl to look at her dowry. Furthermore, this one hundred and sixty-four taels of dowry made everyone dizzy, and many spectators on the road were incomparably puzzled.

Who on earth said that? If she wasn't, then where did she get this one hundred and sixty-four yuan of dowry? It could be seen that in this world, one shouldn't listen to the words of others.

Third Miss, I heard that your dowry shocked all of the commoners. This one hundred sixty-four taels of dowry was placed all the way back, and there are still some people left in the house who have yet to go out. They have already entered the Prince Yi's Mansion.

Mo Fu, who had returned after hearing some news outside, went straight to Zheng Qingluo who was sitting upright on the bed after entering the room. The current Zheng Qingluo, was not in the mood to listen to all this.

Even though it was confirmed by the copper mirror that it was extremely beautiful and luxurious, it was indeed too heavy. Not to mention other things, just the silver needle on top of it could pierce through a pearl. Each of them was the size of a thumb.

Furthermore, the phoenix crown itself was made out of pure gold. Although it was made out of thread, it was a crown and no matter how thin it was, it was still quite heavy.

Bearing this weight, the excitement she felt when she put it on was instantly suppressed by the weight, but Zheng Qingluo did not dare to lower her head, she was really afraid that if she looked down, the phoenix crown would fall, and even pull off her hair. Thus, she could only sit there, feeling that her neck had become stiff.

"Is the Seventh Prince not here yet?" Zheng Qingluo asked Mo Fu who had just come in from outside. Mo Fu shook her head, then turned her face and whispered mischievously, "Why, is Third Miss worried? You think that Young Master is too slow? "

"You little girl, who gave you the guts to make fun of me." Zheng Qingluo reached out to pat Mo Fu's head, but the phoenix crown above her head flashed, and she felt that her hair was about to be pulled out, "Ah — —"

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Mo Fu was so scared that she immediately rushed forward to help, but she did not know where Third Young Miss was feeling uncomfortable, so she clasped her hands and stood in front of the bed, protecting Zheng Qingluo.

"It's this phoenix crown, tugging at its hair." Mo Fu hurriedly went to help the phoenix crown, then to check if there was anything that had loosened up.

"Miss, please persevere a bit more. You must at least persevere past today. Tonight, this servant will give Miss a good massage." Mo Fu helped Zheng Qingluo carry the phoenix crown, and after a while, her hands turned sore.

"Third Miss, let's eat a piece of dessert first. Once you get on the palanquin, you won't be able to eat for a long time." Mo Li brought over a plate of snacks, they were not much bigger than a finger, so it was easy for Zheng Qingluo to eat them one by one.

Meanwhile, Moyu took a bowl of water to boil the eggs. She carefully cut the eggs into small pieces and fed them to Zheng Qingluo. Only after eating 80% full did Zheng Qingluo feel comfortable. She was really hungry just now and didn't even have the energy to sit there anymore.

"Miss won't have any more to eat?" Mo Li wanted to feed Zheng Qingluo another two pieces, but Zheng Qingluo quickly told her to carry them down.

"Hurry up and take it off. I want to eat it again. When I get on the bridal sedan chair, I won't be able to carry it. It's time to laugh at me." The teasing from Zheng Qingluo made everyone in the room chuckle.

"With the Third Miss' figure, stuffing two or three things into the palanquin won't stop them from carrying it." The one who spoke was a real sister-in-law. She took the opportunity to praise Blue Luo's slim figure. She was someone who knew how to speak.

"Then let sister-in-law sit in the palanquin with me and see if they can carry it or not." Zheng Qingluo was also teasing her sister-in-law.

"That's great. Let your sister-in-law wear her red wedding dress as well. After getting off the palanquin, let the groom guess which one is the bride first. He might not be able to get married."

A lady also came to join in the fun. Laughter immediately filled the room, but Zheng Qingluo's face was already red with embarrassment. Now that the joke was over here, she didn't want to participate.

"There's no need to guess. Of course Young Master can recognize our Third Miss at a glance. How can I compare with her figure? I'm more than enough to take on three of my sisters."

"Look at what you've said. Are you sincerely making us jealous, or are you laughing at us for not having a good figure like you?" The few wives and sister-in-law started teasing each other. Zheng Qingluo who was happily watching the show, had actually forgotten about the phoenix crown above her.

"The new Young Master is here. Hurry and get the bride ready."