As the wedding day drew closer, the ten days seemed very long, and in the blink of an eye it was the night before the wedding. The Zhou family's yard was filled with prepared dowries, tied with red ribbons and covered with red cloth for fear of snow.
Xue Han had the last dinner at home before she got married. She found it difficult to eat even though the table was filled with her favorite dishes.
Zhulan felt that she was being pretentious. The closer it got to her daughter's wedding day, the more upset she felt. Looking at her daughter in front of her, her nose felt sore and she wanted to cry. She was so reluctant that the girl she had raised would become someone else's tomorrow.
Li wanted to liven up the atmosphere, "Little sister, eat more today. You will be back to your parents' home tomorrow."
Bamboo orchid, "... "
This is true, but why does it sound a bit awkward
Zhao quickly replied, "It's all in the capital. I hope you can come back often in the future."
Mrs. Dong smiled and said, "As long as I give you a look, Rongchuan will definitely come back with me."
Li shut up. She realized that she was not good at speaking and decided not to liven up the atmosphere. As soon as she finished speaking, her mother's face turned stiff.
Xue Han was originally going to get married and leave home, and she felt very sad about it. Seeing her sister-in-law shrinking with her big belly, she couldn't help but want to laugh.
Zhou Shuren was drinking. He was different from his wife. In the past, his wife didn't feel anything about her daughter getting married, but he was reluctant to let her go. Now he has come to terms with it, but his wife is upset.
Today is not the reunion dinner, so Changyi didn’t come back.
It was Zhulan's first time to marry a daughter. Although she had experience of marrying Wu Ning, she was not a daughter. As for Xuemei, she only had memories of her.
After dinner, Zhulan handed the box to her daughter and said, "Take this."
Xue Han was stunned. "Mother, didn't you give the dowry money to your daughter?"
Zhulan coughed, feeling embarrassed. This thing was not prepared by her. She had forgotten about it when Wu Ning got married last time. This time it was prepared by Mrs. Song. "If you don't want to read it, you can leave it there or burn it."
Xue Han's ears turned red. Shui Pozi had mentioned to her that the charcoal fire in the room was burning very fiercely and her blood felt like it was burning. She pushed the box open as if it was scalding her hands, but because she used too much force, it fell to the ground, and the books fell out and scattered!
Zhulan closed the book expressionlessly and threw it into the brazier, "Just pretend that your mother has never been here."
Xue Han really didn't see anything, but seeing her mother's look, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Well, my mother didn't come tonight."
Zhulan stood up calmly. This was obviously Rongchuan's concern. She believed that Rongchuan would not dare to hurt Xuehan, otherwise, hmph.
Mrs. Song's mouth twitched. She had just seen the whole process, so it was unnecessary for her to do so.
After Xue Han's mother left, she laughed even louder. Shui Pozi was helpless, luckily she had told her story.
In the main courtyard, Zhou Shuren put down the book in his hand and asked, "What did you give your daughter?"
The little girl's dowry was comparable to a ten-mile red wedding dress. Of course, the Ningguo Mansion made a lot of efforts. The thank-you gifts at that time basically became the girl's dowry. Together with what the couple bought for their daughter, the dowry in the yard was very spectacular.
Zhulan, "Nothing, I just went to take a look. In the blink of an eye, the little girl back then got married. Time flies so fast. We have been here for so many years."
"Yeah, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye."
Zhulan needs to take good care of herself as she will be busy tomorrow. "I'm going to sleep first."
Zhou Shuren nodded and continued reading. He had to finish it, otherwise he would be worried about it all the time.
The emperor seldom came to the harem this year. Today he came to the queen's bedroom. They were obviously a couple who accompanied each other, but after a gap between them again, they were silent and speechless.
The emperor drank tea quietly. He didn't know how many cups he had. He put it down when his stomach was a little bloated. "I heard that you gave the wedding headdress I gave you to Miss Zhou."
He had known about this for a long time, but he just didn't want to think too much about the meaning. Was the queen completely disappointed in him? Or was she unable to personally attend her son's wedding
The Queen gave her wedding headdress to her youngest daughter-in-law without much thought. "Ah, I can't personally bless my own son's marriage, so Miss Zhou's marriage is also a fulfillment of my wish. I also wanted to give it to the Crown Princess, but I was not quicker than your son. I was a step late."
The Crown Princess was chosen by the eldest son personally. Although she looked calm on the surface, she was very ruthless in her actions. She was indeed a step late.
The emperor felt relieved. He really had never heard the queen mention it. It was true that the queen had a knot in her heart back then. Why would she tell him so much, "The prince looks like me."
The queen pursed her lips. Indeed, the eldest son was most like the emperor. Not only was his temper similar, but his character was also similar. "Yeah."
In the Ninghou Mansion, Rongchuan, wearing a cloak, was checking every room in the courtyard where the wedding was taking place. Ninghou had searched for his son but couldn't find him, so he thought of this.
When Rong Chuan went out, he saw his father standing in the yard, "Dad, why are you here?"
"I came to you to talk to you."
Rong Chuan pulled his cape closer and said, "Dad, I've remembered the marriage process, don't worry."
Ning Xu was speechless. This kid asked about the procedures every few days. Later, he couldn't go to Zhou's house. Well, he looked at the procedures every day. Not to mention remembering them, he could recite them by heart. "Don't you have anything you want to discuss with me, your father?"
Rong Chuan thought about it carefully, shook his head, and said honestly, "No."
Ning Xu, "... ..."
He felt that he was a failure as a father. His son only remembered him when he wanted to honor his future father-in-law!
Rongchuan walked to his father and said, "Dad, it's windy outside. I'll take you home."
Ning Xu: "... What are you interested in now?"
Rong Chuan, "... I didn't like it originally, but since you took the initiative to bring it up, son."
Ning Xu turned around and ran away quickly. No matter how many treasures he had, he could not afford his son to spend so much. He felt painful, and this kid's standards were getting higher and higher. Only the emperor could afford to support such a son.
If the emperor knew what his brother-in-law was thinking, he would definitely say that he was wrong and that he couldn't afford to support such a spendthrift.
Rong Chuan shivered in the cold wind, "The old man is in good health. Look how fast he ran. He disappeared in the blink of an eye."
The servants in the yard fell silent. They felt that the prince had done it on purpose. After he could not go to Zhou's residence, he found various ways to scare the marquis!
Rong Chuan raised his lips and said, "Let's go, we're going back too."
When I think about getting married tomorrow, I get excited. I finally have her home and I don’t have to face my dad when eating.
The next morning, Zhulan woke up early and sat up suddenly. Zhou Shuren felt that her eyes were still closed. He finally didn't have to go to court, so he pulled up the quilt and curled up. He refused to get up.
Zhu Lan looked at Zhou Shuren, who was curled up into a ball, and patted him, "It's not good to sleep like this."
Zhou Shuren hummed, then slowly stretched his head out again, his eyes still closed.
Zhulan, "... ..."