C77 Wedding party

With the sound of firecrackers outside, an old woman hurriedly ran in to report the news. The room immediately tensed up as the wedding lady hastily covered Zheng Qing's head with a red veil.

As for the others, it seemed as if they needed to rearrange their clothes, dusting off their blankets, cleaning up their tents and putting down their shoes. However, they soon heard a hubbub of noise after a short while.

Then the door was pushed open. Zheng Qingluo couldn't even look at him. She could only hear the sound of people greeting her from inside the house. Then, she heard the footsteps of someone approaching.

"Kowtow to the elders!" The joyous cry of the wedding lady made Zheng Qingluo's heart sour. An unprecedented emotion suddenly emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Perhaps, Zheng Qingluo once hated this place, but when she was about to leave, she realized for the first time that this was her home. If she walked out from this home, she would face a completely unfamiliar place.

Zheng Qingluo was sitting on the bed. After hearing the song, she paused for a moment and then slowly stretched out her foot. She held out her hand for Caragana to support her while she let Inkies help her put on her shoes.

At this moment, the room was terrifyingly quiet. Zheng Qingluo was curious, why was there no sound at all from the room? It was as if everyone in the room had retreated, but she didn't hear footsteps heading out.

The next moment, she knew why. A big warm hand held her foot and clumsily put her shoe on it. Zheng Qingluo looked through the gap under the hood and saw long white fingers on the outside of her red cotton socks.

Perhaps her fingers were not that white, but when they were contrasted against the red cotton, it made her hand look so white that it was dazzling. At this moment, Zheng Qingluo calmed down.

Who cares if it's some wolf-cave tiger den, these two hands are enough, even this moment is enough. If you can wear a red embroidered shoe for me in front of everyone, I will have no regrets.

didn't know why, but when Moyu wanted to squat down and put on the shoes as the third miss, he subconsciously reached out to stop her. Then, he bent down and held the embroidered shoes in his hands.

Then, he realized that he wanted to personally help Third Miss Zheng put on her embroidered shoes. However, before he came here, he did not think this way. Why would he suddenly have such an idea?

Seventh Prince Luo Qingqi calmed himself down. He should have seen that before he was about to get off the bed, the instant she heard the wedding lady's melody, she suddenly stopped. At that time, he might have felt her fear or panic.

After all, he was still a thirteen year old child. He had suddenly decided to leave home and go to such a strange place. It was inevitable that he would feel unsettled. That was why he had knelt down and helped her put on her shoes.

This wasn't just helping her put on her shoes. He gave her a promise so that she would be at ease. In the future, he would be the one to accompany her on the road, even if she was afraid.

He never knew that embroidered shoes were so difficult to wear. Only after helping her put on her shoes did Seventh Prince realise that he was covered in sweat.

He reached out his hand to her, and when she didn't move, he realized that she couldn't see him, so he reached down again so that she could see his hand through the gap under the hood.

As expected, in the next moment, she put her hand on his and unexpectedly did not hesitate at all. This caused Seventh Prince's heart to skip a beat for no reason.

Seventh Prince Luo Qingqi held her hands tightly. Her small hands were warm and gentle, holding his like holding a child. Yes, she was a child.

But he couldn't blame himself for that, he was really scared, scared that something would happen to her while she was still young, just like the Big Miss Zhao, and then she would suddenly disappear.

That kind of absence, was no longer there. Luo Qingqi suddenly felt a pain in his chest, that beautiful woman had left just like that, without even giving her the chance to redress her grievances.

If that kind of thing were to happen again, even Seventh Prince Luo Qingqi didn't know how he would face it. He held Zheng Qingluo's hand tighter and tighter.

This time, Seventh Prince's mind returned to normal. He lowered his head and realized that he had been too nervous, and his small hands had lost all color.

She quickly relaxed her hand and gently rubbed it a few times. Then, Zheng Qingluo's face turned red. Although her head was lowered, she still felt very embarrassed.

"Kowtow —"

"Second kowtow — —"

"Kowtow three times —"

After being led into the main courtyard by Seventh Prince, with his actions, Zheng Qingluo also kneeled on the big red cushion in front of his feet. He kowtowed three times to the old lady, changed directions, and kowtowed three more times to Master Zheng.

"Get on the palanquin —"

His aunt's eldest cousin came over and carried Zheng Qingluo on her back. He then went to the bridal sedan on the two gates and gently placed Zheng Qingluo inside. Immediately, a wedding lady came over and stuffed an apple and a vase into her hands.

"Third young miss, you have to hold on tight! You have to remember this! "Hold on tight, hold on tight."

"Yes, yes." Zheng Qingluo answered in a low voice. She felt that if she didn't answer her, she would keep talking.

"It's good that you've remembered it. It's good that you've remembered it. You must have grasped it firmly and held it firmly in your hands." The bridal veil was lightly drawn down, and the door was closed.

Zheng Qingluo let out a long breath. How long had she been waiting for? She wanted to move out from this house. Finally, she came out. Zheng Qingluo felt relaxed.

Although he was still worried about the unknown life in the morning, all his uneasiness was gone as soon as he was controlled by that big one. Perhaps, the future was something to look forward to.

Suddenly, the sound of firecrackers broke Zheng Qingluo's train of thoughts. Only then did she realize that she had already arrived at Prince Yi's Mansion, she was still a little puzzled, she hadn't even felt like picking up the carriage, how could she have already arrived?

Mo Fu had said this morning that her dowry had entered into the Duke Palace on one side and didn't go out on the other side. She probably didn't lie to him because she would be able to fill up the entire road with things that were so close to him.

"The bride alighted from the palanquin —" While Zheng Qingluo was thinking happily, a red silk cloth was being held outside the palanquin. She hastily stuffed the bottle into the hand holding the apple.

After singing this sentence, she reached out her hand and took the bottle and the apple. Zheng Qingluo was finally relieved. She was really afraid that the bottle would break and the apple would run away. Pui, pui, pui.

He was led by two maids in red silk along the way. They crossed the threshold and crossed the brazier before entering the main courtyard. Since they were married into the palace, it was only tomorrow that they would officially kowtow to their parents.

Today, he only paid his respects to heaven and earth, not his parents. After that, the couple bowed to each other and entered the bridal chamber. He had been prepared at home for such a long time, but who would have thought that at this time, he would become someone else's home.

Zheng Qingluo didn't know what to do but she was already sitting on the rich Golden Silk Nannan in her new room. At this moment, she was still feeling a little dizzy.

These days, the marriage procedures were complicated, but it actually didn't have much to do with Zheng Qingluo herself. Every time Madame Jiang and the matchmaker came to Zheng Mansion, they would have to see Madam Zheng and Master Zheng. Zheng Qingluo always hid in her own courtyard and did not have any chance to show off.

"Alright, let's uncover this. Wishing the couple a beautiful marriage, and the old age, we'll all have the same goal!" A scale was inserted into the wall, and a bright light shone in front of his eyes.

Zheng Qingluo narrowed her eyes as she got used to the light. She saw a tall and handsome man standing in front of her. He was dressed in a full red silk gown.

It was just that the Blue Luan on his body had been replaced with a three-clawed Golden Dragon. His belt was also of the same type, made of gold and silver, and held a red jade brocade.

The golden dragon was embroidered to the bottom of the robe along the waist. A pair of thick red government boots covered its feet. It only wore a small jade crown on its head. Below the crown, a fiery red kerchief was wrapped around its bun.

His nose was not high, but it was an appropriate benefit. His lips were not sharp, but clearly defined, and seeing the Zheng Third Miss who was staring at him with her good eyes, the corner of Seventh Prince Luo Qingqi's lips rose bit by bit, until her snow-white teeth were revealed.

Only now did Zheng Qingluo realize that she was staring at others like a lovestruck fool, and was ridiculed by others. She immediately lowered her eyes, but her pink and tender face caused Seventh Prince's heart to throb once again.

Just like that first meeting, there was a voice softly lingering in her heart. It was her.

Clutching her head, Seventh Prince Luo Qingqi also took off her boots and sat beside Zheng Qingluo. Zheng Qingluo knew that this was a blessing in disguise, but this was the first time sitting with a man, even though this person was her husband, Zheng Qingluo still felt a little uncomfortable.

He subconsciously moved aside and before he could move himself away, he felt an arm around his waist, holding him in place. The warmth of his arm could be felt even through the thick layer of clothes.

Zheng Qingluo's face was unbearably hot. She secretly thought that if an egg was placed on her face, she would be able to heat it up.