"Nanny," she heard the man say to her softly amid the noise, "I'm here to pick you up."
She wanted to cry a little, but also laughed a little. She wanted to lie in the man's arms and act like a baby. She wanted to bite the man's nose and ask him why he came to pick her up so late. She had really been waiting for a long time.
Aunt Xishi came over to remind her that it was time to get on the sedan chair. The third prince Lu Zhihe walked up to Mu Nanzhi with a smile and said, "Cousin, I asked my cousin to carry you out and get on the sedan chair."
Mu Nanzhi looked at the man in front of her raising his feet as if to get out of the way, and Lu Zhihe was about to raise his feet to walk towards her. She suddenly panicked. She wanted to reach out and hold the man to stop him, but At this time, in front of so many people, she could do nothing. She just clutched her sleeves with both hands. Her eyes followed the pair of black satin boots closely, and her heart was in her throat.
Then, she saw the pair of black satin boots that had gone away suddenly turned back and returned to her. Then, she saw the man squatting down, and her heart suddenly felt at ease.
Everyone looked blankly at Lu Zhishan who was squatting on the ground. For a moment, the room could be heard in silence. Grandma Xixi stepped forward and reminded her in a low voice: "Prince, please get up! It's dangerous for the groom to carry the bride on his back." It’s against the rules, he must be the bride’s brother.”
"I am also the princess's cousin, so I am in compliance with the laws and regulations." Lu Zhishan looked at Lu Zhihe with a smile, "I will spare the trouble for my third brother today. I want to carry the princess to the sedan chair myself."
Lu Zhihe was now determined to win over Lu Zhishan, so naturally he would not say no, and said with a smile: "Brother the emperor is right, we are all cousins of the princess, what are the rules? After all, it’s the marriage between the eldest emperor and his cousin, so naturally everything will be decided by the eldest emperor.”
Lu Zhichan frowned and looked at Lu Zhishan's feet. He paused and then said politely: "It's just from the backyard to the front yard and then out. The distance is not short after all."
"It's okay, I'll just walk slowly," Lu Zhishan said with a smile, turning to Mu Nanzhi and whispering, "Come up."
Mu Nanzhi looked at Lu Zhishan's broad back in front of her, took a deep breath, and slowly lay down. She felt the man's knees bending inward as he held her, and then stood up with some difficulty.
All the noble ladies were so busy that they made way for Lu Zhishan. Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Zhishan walked out of the dormitory with a slight limp on his back, carrying Mu Nanzhi.
Mu Nanzhi felt the man's broad and strong back, and also felt the man's somewhat unsteady steps due to his lameness. She couldn't help but shed tears.
"Cousin, I never thought that you would be the one to marry me," Mu Nanzhi leaned against the man's ear under the red hijab and sobbed softly, "I used to watch other people get married, whether it was Dali or Beidi, Fu My father and brother, Eqige and Aha in the tent are all the busiest, running back and forth in the front yard and back yard. Sometimes I think about who will do the busy work and who will carry me to the house when I get married. Naturally, there was no one in the sedan chair, and it was naturally deserted. So at that time, I really didn’t want to get married, not at all. There wasn’t even anyone to marry me, not even my natal family, so what was the point of getting married? Okay? I was bullied in my husband's family in the future, and I didn't even have a place to complain or find support, so I used to be most afraid of the emperor granting me a marriage, but cousin, you are different, you are different from everyone else... "