After the newlyweds entered the bridal chamber, all that was left was to eat and drink!
Today, the Prime Minister's Mansion not only invited opera singers, but also organized singing in the waterside pavilion. Not only that, but also held a poetry appreciation party in Qianyuan Garden. Many talented people gathered here, and it was very lively.
Yun Tingruo hung out in front of Yun Baili and Shen Biqiu for a while, and then returned to Tingyuan. The day was still long, and she still had a lot of things to do.
Just wait until the night banquet to show up.
"Miss, Madam is really willing to throw away such a good thing for the third young master's wedding."
Dong'er held a pear in her hand and smacked her tongue while eating.
Today’s wedding is grand enough!
At this moment, a maid brought a folding bag outside the yard. Dong'er went out to pick it up and came back soon.
"Whose post?"
"The post sent by the Ninth Princess said that a Linglong Cuju event will be held at Jinhua Academy in the next two days. Miss, please be sure to go."
Dong'er's eyes were filled with frost, and her tone was very bad.
The Ninth Princess Di Liandu disliked the young lady at first, but today she came to visit her and invited her to practice Cuju. No matter how hard it sounded, it was not easy.
And the post happened to be submitted today.
You must know that something unpleasant happened between the young lady and His Highness King Qi just now.
There's a lot of trouble here.
"Pushed." Yun Tingruo frowned. She was not interested in the lives of these wealthy ladies, and she had a lot of things waiting for her.
Dong'er knew that the lady could say these two words, so it was not surprising.
In Yun Qingwan's yard, things were smashed all over the floor, and the maids knelt on the ground.
After the third lady's back injury healed, the third lady's temper became more and more irritable. Now for some reason, she lost her temper for no reason.
"I am also the daughter of the prime minister, why don't you invite me?"
Yun Qingwan did not expect that the Ninth Princess sent a post to Yun Tingruo but did not send her a post. This made Yun Qingwan, who loved competing with Yun Tingruo, bear it in her heart.
"Miss, the imperial doctor said that the injury on your back is still recovering, so you should not get angry, lest you injure your muscles and bones."
Cui Qing, the new personal maid, tried to persuade her carefully.
But she didn't expect that this sentence completely touched Yun Qingwan's pain point.
After she was injured by a wild beast in the Nether Bone Battlefield last time, she was the joke of the whole people. Not only that, her back almost collapsed, but her grandfather's family took out the spiritual herbs that had been treasured for many years to save her life.
I heard from my mother that the imperial doctor took out a small snake from her back, leaving Yun Qingwan without eating for several days.
However, although the back is healed, it still needs to be nursed back to health. After all, it will take a hundred days to break the muscles and bones.
Yun Qingwan stayed at Yun Chenfeng's wedding for a while, and was then rushed back to the courtyard to rest by Shen Biqiu.
"You bitch, who wants you to talk too much?"
Yun Qingwan slapped Cui Qing with her backhand, causing Cui Qing to spin. A red slap mark appeared on the left side of her face.
"Miss, please forgive me."
Cuiqing was so frightened that she lay on the ground and kept kowtowing.
Yun Qingwan's eyes shone with vicious light, and then she turned to a woman behind her and said, "Help me..."
"Miss." The mother-in-law was startled, her eyes filled with fear.
The lady is crazy!
But if she doesn't do it, she will be the one crazy.
The stars at night hang in the vast sky. In the main room of Fengfeng Courtyard, a woman wearing a bright red wedding dress with a dragon and phoenix on her head is sitting on the bed.
The beautiful face under Xipa was full of nervousness, and the handkerchief in his hand was almost torn.
"Miss, are you hungry?"
He Nianwei shook her head. Fortunately, she ate a lot of snacks in the afternoon and didn't feel hungry.
Now her heartbeat was pounding, as if she had a little rabbit in her arms.
Crunch!
The door suddenly opened, and Yun Chenfeng, dressed in red and slightly drunk, stepped into the room.
Hearing footsteps, Tao'er and Qi Ma knew it was the third young master.
"Master."
The two of them were He Nianwei's dowry maids, and now they were naturally members of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Reward." Yun Chenfeng was in a very good mood. He took out two strings of reward money from his sleeves and threw them on the ground.
"Thank you, Master, for the reward. I wish you and your wife a happy marriage and a son soon."
Tao'er and Qi Ma picked up the reward money, then closed the door and left.
Listening to the movement in front of her, He Nianwei knew that Yun Chenfeng had come in. As the footsteps got closer and closer, her breathing became more and more rapid.
Walking towards her was the person she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.
Yun Chenfeng walked closer and closer, looking at He Nianwei under the wedding dress, and his curiosity became stronger and stronger. Although he had seen the portrait, there was always some difference between the portrait and the real person.
I was looking forward to my wife's appearance.
After all, he cares about face.
He couldn't wait to lift the wedding veil, and his face was filled with joy. Under the candlelight, the beauty's face was clearly in front of him.
Delicate and beautiful, as gorgeous as a warbler's tail flower, she is Yun Chenfeng's favorite type.
And He Nianwei was also sizing up Yun Chenfeng. This was the first time they met. Her husband's face was a little thin, but he was a handsome man.
Yun Chenfeng was naturally a little thinner due to his indulgence in sex, but the eldest, second and third ladies in the house were all beauties, so he was naturally not much different.
Seeing Yun Chenfeng looking straight at her, He Nianwei smiled shyly: "Husband."
The soft voice is like an oriole coming out of the valley, which is very moving.
"Madam..." Yun Chenfeng couldn't help but murmur softly.
The lights were dim.
The two figures gradually became entangled.
The Xiangfu compound was very lively at night, with fireworks blooming one after another in the sky.
Many adults and children gathered at the gate, pointing at the bright fireworks in the night sky and laughing.
Today there are not only fireworks to watch, but also a lot of wedding cakes and wedding money. It is really a happy day.
In Tingyuan, if Yun Tingruo didn't go out to eat, Dong'er simply made mushroom noodles. After eating, the master and servant got busy.
I received a lot of secret letters today, a thick stack.
Dong'er classified these secret messages to make it easier for the lady.
Yun Tingruo's eyes moved and landed on a secret letter. This letter was from the North Kingdom.
The eyebrows moved.
The content of the letter naturally hopes that they will take 10 million gold, keep their promises, etc.
After reading the letter, Yun Tingruo moved her finger: "Tu Yan."
"What are your orders, Master?"
There was a strong wind outside the window, and a strong figure landed in front of the desk.
"Go ahead and call Yunlin and Yunyin."
"Yes." Tu Yan retreated.
There was silence in the room as Yun Tingruo read the secret letters one after another.
When he saw the fifth secret letter, stars twinkled in his eyes.
Mo Lian's injury has healed, and he will come to the imperial city to find her in two days. This is really good news.
But thinking of Demon Lotus's body, Yun Tingruo pursed her pink lips. The ghost in her body was really a headache.
The people she sent out to look for the Blue Heart, the Dragon-Slaying Sword, the Amber Cloud, and the Red Flame Orb didn't come back with a single message.
It seems that these four treasures will not be found anytime soon.