The six rituals of marriage are as follows: accepting the bride price, asking for the bride price, accepting the bride price, accepting the bride price, and welcoming the bride. It is simplified but not crude, and the progress can be said to be rapid.
All the spirits in the underworld knew that their king was going to marry a recently deceased ghost who had just arrived in the underworld, named Mu Lin. It was said that the King of Hell fell in love with Mu Lin at first sight and kept her in Danluan Palace. He tried to marry her every day and finally moved her, which became a good story.
Mu Lin, who had lived in Danluan Palace for a long time, certainly didn't know about these rumors. Even if she knew, she would just chuckle in her heart and wouldn't care much.
Zijian, on the other hand, had a smile on his face the whole day long, which made Mu Lin feel a little uneasy.
The sky in the underworld was as gray and silent as ever, forming a sharp contrast with the festive red in the palace. Zijian was not there, and Mu Lin leaned against the pillar outside the palace, watching the maids busying about, and suddenly felt a little dazed.
She seems to be... getting married
The customs and concepts of the underworld and the human world are the same. A woman's marriage is a major event that entrusts her life to someone else. But for her, it has nothing to do with love or commitment. It is just a transaction. Paying the price of marriage in exchange for half of the power of the underworld and some truth is a very cost-effective deal.
She had no reason to refuse. Besides, everything in this world is a transaction.
Unable to figure out Zijian's thoughts, he danced with the wolf.
When you are sailing against the current, if you don’t move forward, you will move backward.
Zijian was afraid that Mu Lin would be bored, so he sent her some things, including calligraphy and paintings, musical instruments, jewelry and antiques, filling up an entire table.
"These are all my aunt's old things. You can look through them when you have nothing to do. As the saying goes, nieces take after their aunts. If Lin'er can find my aunt's portrait, maybe she will find that it is real..."
He found it easy to call her aunt. Mu Lin's eyes twitched and he picked up a scroll.
Princess Xi Hui's relics...
"Thank you very much."
"There's no need to be polite between you and me. The wedding day is approaching, Lin'er, you should prepare well."
"Yeah." Time was a bit tight, but Mu Lin didn't care.
After saying this, Zijian glanced at the wedding dress on the rack. He wanted to let her add a few stitches herself, but forget it. She just needed to prepare for the wedding in a relaxed manner, and he would prepare everything.
Zijian personally arranged the wedding and also had to deal with the numerous political affairs of the underworld. He was very busy during this period and left soon.
Mu Lin watched him leave the door, unfolded the scroll in his hand and spread it on the table.
The painting shows a cluster of crystal orchids, with a suitable shade of light and shade, and both form and spirit, which is enough to glimpse the author's love for it. The signature is only a line of small characters, which looks very delicate, with Xi Hui's private seal, and the corners of the scroll are slightly yellowed.
Xihui loves crystal orchid very much.
Mu Lin's expression was gloomy. She looked at it for a moment, then put the scroll away. She opened the other scrolls one by one, and found crystal orchids in various angles and postures. They were all crystal orchids. She put them away without much interest. As expected, she got nothing. At this time, she found that there was a scroll missing on the table.
The scroll was larger in size, slightly heavy in the hand, and as white as new. However, I could not open it when I picked it up. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was restricted by magic.
This painting may record Xi Hui's past, or hide some of her secrets.
Mu Lin has never been a curious person, but at this moment she was eager to open it to confirm something.
She really hoped that Xi Hui had nothing to do with her master.
A red light ignited at Mu Lin's fingertips, destroying the restrictions on the scroll. The scroll slowly unfolded, and Mu Lin saw the figure in the painting - it was actually a portrait.
There are two men and one woman in the painting, with delicate brushstrokes, elegant and vivid. The young man in a white and gold robe stands on the left, with a noble look between his eyebrows; the man in black clothes is on the right, sitting lazily on the railing of the corridor, with a careless smile on his lips. The only thing they have in common is that they are both looking at the woman in red in the center of the painting, with expressions that seem to be full of endless meaning.
Mu Lin read it carefully three or five times and tasted something unusual.
Love triangle feeling? Kind of interesting.
The three people in the painting all gave her a strange sense of familiarity, but she couldn't tell where she had seen any of them before...
The signature is a line of poetry: If you ask how much leisure time I have? A field of tobacco, a city full of catkins, and rain when plums turn yellow.
The familiar handwriting, with Xihe's personal seal, was definitely drawn by her.
This poem is tinged with melancholy and nostalgia. It is not difficult to guess that Xihui admires a man in the painting. Interestingly, both men have some feelings for the woman in the painting. The woman in the painting is as bright as a peach blossom, and her elegance and grace are obviously not in line with Xihui. In addition, Xihui is an outsider from the painting, and his brushstrokes are full of emotions and resentment... It is really a complex emotional picture of multiple people.
Fortunately, her master was not in the painting, and Mu Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
This painting must have been created before Xi Hui left the underworld, that is, before Mu Lin was born, at least 10,000 years ago. It can also be seen that she has some feelings for the man in the painting, and there is no way to trace her emotional history.
Mu Lin was not sensitive to matters of the heart, so it was good enough that she could guess these things. Anyway, the painting was not of her master, so she stopped worrying about it, put the scroll aside, and continued to look at other things.
Xi Hui prefers plain and gentle tastes, loves the five-stringed zither, and has a good collection of jewelry. Most of her jewelry is plain and light-colored, half-worn and warm. Mu Lin speculates that Xi Hui is like a Jiangnan woman in the human world, shimmering with the misty rain and lake light, and her every move is the gentle and elegant demeanor of a lady from a noble family.
Could Master's lover be Xi Hui... Once again, this thought arose uncontrollably in Mu Lin's mind.
However, she could not answer this question. She was just a bystander who had passed through a long period of time and could not intervene. Fortunately, she could not answer it.
She found a box of jade pendants, with auspicious dragons and phoenixes, flowing clouds and blessings, and harmony and good fortune... There were all kinds of shapes and patterns, exquisite carvings, and jade, agate and everything else. Mu Lin looked through them one by one, and suddenly her movements stopped, her fingers falling on a jade buckle.
The warm mutton-fat jade button is small and exquisite, with simple workmanship. Although the crystal orchid relief on it is lifelike, it is not very eye-catching among the exquisite jades.
But it looked strangely familiar. After all, it was exactly the same as the jade button that my master wore on his chest.
Mu Lin held it in his palm and sighed deeply.
The secret of the master...
Zijian asked Mu Lin to pick a date for the wedding: three days later, seven days later, or thirteen days later. Mu Lin directly chose three days later.
You have to get married sooner or later, why delay? Mu Lin doesn't like to play the middle game, so she might as well get married sooner and have more children sooner.
Time flies, and it seems that the wedding day has arrived in the blink of an eye.
Before dawn, Mu Lin was awakened by the maids and taken to the hot spring behind the palace to bathe and burn incense. It took a while and Mu Lin was drowsy in the pool, but she was awakened when she was about to fall asleep, taken back to the bedroom and made to dress up in front of the dressing table.
A room full of people surrounded her.
The matter came to an end, and Mu Lin was a little nervous. After all, it was a once-in-a-lifetime event, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't care at all. His heart beat much faster than when his master was testing his homework.
Besides being nervous, I was also very curious. Experiencing it personally as the protagonist of a wedding was much more exciting than reading a storybook!
Qian Xi was dressed in festive clothes, accompanying Mu Lin to chat and cheer him up. She was moved by the thought of sending her daughter off to get married, and her eyes were filled with tears, which she wiped away with a handkerchief from time to time.
Mu Lin smiled helplessly, a little bitterness filled her heart, but her nervousness subsided a lot. If her father and mother were here, would they watch her get married like this
Will my father’s eyes turn red
It's a pity that she can't see it anymore.
All lies.
Mrs. Quanfu kindly combed Mu Lin's hair, muttering to herself:
Comb all the way to the ends of your hair
Two combs of white hair
Three combs, children and grandchildren are everywhere
Four combs for eternal harmony
Five Combs and Shun Weng Li
Six Comb Fortune Land
Seven Combs to Bring Good Luck and Avoid Disaster
Eight combs make a lot of money
Jiusuo Leshan Baiwei
Ten combs without any taboos
Mu Lin looked at her unmade-up face in the diamond-shaped mirror, and a familiar yet strange feeling lingered in her heart.
She was obsessed with cultivation and improvement, or running around outside to seek enlightenment, and she didn't want to spend time on dressing up. The immortal's face never fades, so why should she be carefully maintained? A simple bun is enough. The last time she dressed up carefully was when she went to the Peach Festival with her master.
I didn’t expect that I would look so good after dressing up.
Meng Qianxi carefully looked at the girl in the mirror. Her little face had fully grown up, and every frown and smile was full of grace. Her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting, like a red lotus that had bloomed to the extreme, surrounded by endless gorgeous colors. Her eyes were as charming as peach blossoms, but contained a third of calmness and coldness. The extreme contradiction between the extremely beautiful appearance and the cold temperament formed a fatal temptation.
If she were a man, she would probably fall in love with this face, right? Meng Qianxi was a little dazed.
After putting her hair up, she put on makeup. When she put on her heavy makeup, her beauty was at its peak. Getting married is always the most beautiful moment for a woman, and Mu Lin is no exception. Even the luxurious phoenix crown, pearls and jade, and the elegant red wedding dress could not suppress her peerless grace, but only added to her splendor.
Zijian, who was also wearing a bright red wedding dress, was as beautiful as a fairy. When he saw Mu Lin, he and the officials around him froze in place, but fortunately he reacted quickly, walked forward with a smile, and gently but firmly held her hand.
His fingers were clasped tightly under his wide sleeves, and his big hand pressed against hers was dry and warm. From now on, he would hold her hand and walk side by side, rain or shine.
Mu Lin lowered his eyes to take a look, then raised his eyes and smiled. He cooperated very well with Zi Jian and walked forward side by side, stepping onto the stairs together. After climbing these 1,999 steps, they would walk onto the altar and announce the wedding of Hades to the entire underworld.
One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, an ordinary ghost would definitely not be able to survive. Mu Lin had to wonder which opposition to the wedding was deliberately making things difficult for her by suddenly adding the announcement ceremony. The wedding process was already complicated, and with the addition of the altar, it suddenly upgraded from difficult mode to hell mode.
As a member of the royal family of the underworld, Mu Lin knew very well that going to the altar was no small matter. If he couldn't hold on and made a fool of himself, it would not just be a simple embarrassment, it would even shake the sacredness of this wedding.