Jiang Lao knelt on the futon on the other side, thinking about the strange similarity.

She glanced at Rong Ming, he was looking at her with his head turned, his eyes were beautiful, and he blinked wet at her.

The scent lingering in the incense burner in the Buddhist hall made his eyebrows softer.

The bell outside became clearer and more melodious, and Jiang Lao's heart suddenly became a little softer.

It's probably because the looks are different, so even if they look pitiful, they look different in her eyes.

How good-looking he is.

The famous Bai Yushu is clumsy.

When she looked at Bai Yushu, she could see through Bai Yushu's dirty intention of deliberately approaching her, but when she looked at him, only him was left in her eyes.

If she has been staring at his face for a long time, she always feels that he is getting sick, with a pale face, a sad expression, and her eyes look like Ai Ai, like a child who can't get sugar, with a little red in the corners of her eyes, looking at him from this angle. , The ends of the scars on the neck are like the lines of thorns, and the high-tied hair ends can't stop them, which makes people feel sore.

She nodded twice first, and then twice.

Rong Ming smiled with satisfaction.

Dealing with a dude who has an empty skin and is soaked in powder piles every day is just a matter of two sentences.

Not to mention she nodded and shook her head, he would not give Bai Yushu a chance to come to her.

...

The next day, the imperial decree for the re-engagement period arrived at Ning'an Bo Mansion.

After seeing the imperial edict, Jiang Lao exclaimed that it worked.

Yesterday, I went to Sanqing Temple to donate incense in exchange for a wish. She quietly promised a new one. She wanted the wedding date to be settled sooner. Unexpectedly, today's wedding decree will come.

As soon as the father-in-law who came to send the imperial decree from the palace left, Jiang Lao ran out from behind the screen, and his face came out from between Jiang Xingzhou and Jiang Qin who were looking at the imperial decree. Shocked.

Seven days later, this day is too close to today.

Wouldn't it be so good.

She bit her lower lip, ashamed to let her parents see her unreserved appearance, pursing her mouth and holding back a smile, pretending to be calm, went all the way back to her yard, and when she entered the house, she fell on the couch with her feet up. Rolling and flipping on the bed, feet like fish tails off the shore, fluttering for a long time.

The Buddha is too powerful.

The speed at which this wish came to fruition was so fast that she couldn't believe it.

Jiang Lao didn't know that this matter was secretly written.

She only regarded the few smiling Buddhas in the Buddhist hall as really powerful. After listening to her heart, she realized her wish in a blink of an eye.

She is in bed

With a rolling smile on his face, the incense was donated yesterday. Jiang Lao has always been a lavish man. The incense donated by others in the temple is worth more than a dozen times from others. Now he is excited. , She wanted to reshape the golden body one by one for the Buddha and Bodhisattva who blessed her in the temple.

Incense is also to be added.

The shops she manages have made a lot of surplus in the past few years, and all of them have been donated.

The Buddha is really amazing.

When the marriage was given to Ning’an Bo’s house last time, no matter how loud the in-house waiter hired the roll-caller, the betrothal came as a stream of one hundred and twenty-eight, which did not attract many people to watch the excitement.

At that time, anyone who looked at this marriage felt that the emperor had treated Ning An Bo Mansion badly.

The girl who was born in the prefecture of the good, the father has such a prestigious reputation, it is obviously a pity to be able to marry a talented scholar, to marry a prince and general, and to only marry a disabled prince.

But now I’m so frustrated that I don’t know Taishan, and I can’t see the good fortune of the Ninth Prince at the beginning of His Royal Highness Qi Wang. I thought it was just a sick seedling. Who expected that Wenzhi martial arts was not lacking, so I took Qi early. The title of king, he was the only one among the princes, and I just wished that it was his own girl who had made a marriage with Rong Chen.

However, if you think about it again, your daughter is no better than Jiang Lao's appearance and background, and regrets it.

Ning'an Bo Mansion is becoming more and more lively every day.

Emperor Zhaowu and Rong Chen gave Jiang Xingzhou a lot of face, and he gradually forgot what he had vowed to say in the past that he would never ask his daughter to marry the royal family. Whoever doesn't like the scenery, the mansion is crowded with visitors, and he will see them when they come. When he saw him, he boasted of his daughter's vision. Seeing that he was really overwhelmed, Jiang Qin squeezed his arm after dark and said, "It was you who stopped at the beginning, but now you are the happiest."

Jiang Xingzhou touched his nose with some guilty conscience, but wanted to show himself a bit of face, "How can I not be happy for her every year when I get what I want?"

Although he said this, he found Jiang Lao two days before he got married.

Jiang Xingzhou was very arrogant and thoughtful.

"Even if that kid's feats are getting bigger day by day, even if he enters the Eastern Palace in the future, I am not afraid of him. If you are a little uncomfortable in the future, don't be constrained by your temperament. yourself."

"Since he wants to marry the Jiang family's daughter, he has to learn to obey the Jiang family's son-in-law's rules."

"If you are really sorry, even if your father loses his title, he won't let you live with him anymore."

Jiang Lao nodded seriously, then slowly shook his head, and said with great certainty: "He will treat me well."

Hearing the old father laughed, "I didn't get married, but I took care of it first."

...

On March 17, Jiang Lao was gently awakened by Jiang Qin when the weather was not bright and the chicken was crying.

She slept very restlessly last night.

She finally saw her wedding gown, the world’s only one, with more than a dozen layers of complex layers, one layer of gold thread, red satin, which looks exquisite and solemn. The patterns of the flowers are vivid, embroidered on the corners of the clothes as if they are really going to open up, luxurious and solemn, and one glance is shocking.

The maid just put the wedding gown on Jiang Lao, and before she opened her face to dress up, she was so surprised that she couldn't move her eyes.

Jiang Lao was born charmingly, even if she didn't apply powder on her face, her skin was very greasy, clean and soft, and a pinch as if she could pinch out water, which made people think that if she put too much powder on her face, it would stain her cleanliness.

Her appearance has always been able to hold down the crimson fabric, she will not look gaudy when she wears it, on the contrary, she is very dignified and charming. She stands up and looks slender, and the several maids who come to serve each look like they are stuck, looking at Jiang. I was shocked by the gods, and I was shocked to hear the noise outside.

Ming Shao combed Jiang Lao's hair, looked at Jiang Lao in the mirror, combing her nose and her hair was a little sore. To His Royal Highness Qi, it couldn't be better."

When Jiang Lao was awakened, he was sleepy. After a while, he was completely awake. Hearing Ming Shao's words, he made a soft "Huh?"

Ming Shao said: "If another girl is married, she can only see her husband on the day of their marriage. She looks like a girl. I don't know how many times I have seen it. If you know your Royal Highness, you will complain if you don't marry."

Jiang Lao lowered his eyes slightly, showing a shy smile.

She herself didn't expect it to be like this.

She watched her aunt living in a deep palace arrogantly and domineering but never really happy. She was afraid that she was not as lucky as her mother and met someone who could treat her wholeheartedly. She didn’t want to marry someone early, but just wanted to live her life. It's so good to play around and be free and unbridled in the days I lived in my teens.

This idea was originally deeply ingrained, but only then did I realize that she could give up what she wanted most in more than ten years for the person she liked.

My girl married, Jiang Qin

Shi and Jiang Xingzhou both wet their eye sockets, and Jiang Jinxing alone opened his eyes and smiled, as if something great had finally been accomplished.

When Jiang Lao got on the sedan chair, he pulled out his leg to the stable and took out his pony, rode up and followed. When he was dragged by the young man, he changed his face and asked him why he had to stop him until it got dark. , He wanted to bring Jiang Lao back, so he had to roll his horse and move the horses first.

This argument frightened the young man. He took Jiang Jinxing and explained it to Jiang Jinxing for a long time before Jiang Jinxing understood what it was all about getting married.

He thought that getting married was nothing more than a cutscene, and when the day of marriage passed, the person who often took care of him in the academy became his family. He did not expect to be different from what he thought. Come home, but his sister will marry the Prince of Qi.

From then on, Jiang Lao was a member of the Qi Palace, and only occasionally returned to Ning'an Bo Palace.

Jiang Jinxing completely sorted out the relationship between them, blinked slowly twice, and suddenly wiped the back of his hand on his eyes, he cried, and his tears came down.

He didn't understand it long ago and didn't understand it at night, but at this point, he understood, in a hurry, crying to pull the horse, jumped on the horse, and rushed out to get out of the team to chase off his relatives.

A few small servants grabbed his legs, one grabbed his arms and hurriedly hugged him down, and took the little guy who might be messing up back to the house.

...

There is no flow in the street.

During the war in Huaizhou, some people said that it was a barbarian invaders. Some people said that King Jing was at work. When the war was tight, the people in peace were also in danger. Later, the war was settled. I heard that Rong Ming was killed in that battle.

Unexpectedly, Rong Ming came back from the dead, and returned with a military service, holding Lingnan's military power in his hand. He was already exposed at a young age, but he did not show up often and acted low-key.

Previously, the news that Jia and Queen spread out, said that Rong Chen was born with stubborn bones, gloomy and surly and difficult to tame. Now that Queen Jia He can't protect herself, Rong Chen has brought back military merits, and he originally believed that the queen had a comfortable temperament and was deeply convinced by her words. Those people who are not suspicious are also confused, wanting to see what Rong Chen looks like.

The one who almost had his legs and lingered on the bed for many years should be gloomy and gloomy.

When I met Rong Ming, I was surprised by the color.

Obviously he had been rolling on the battlefield, but he was almost lost when he came and went in front of the Palace of the Lord of Gods, but he did not have the weak appearance that a person who almost died should have. On the top, the figure is tall and straight, with extraordinary tolerance, the black hair is high, and the eyebrows are picturesque. You can't see the slightest sickness of sitting in a wheelchair for a few years.

It's just that the few eyes he swept over at random were stunned, and his temperament was extremely cold in the long eyes, and people didn't dare to say that their eyes stayed on him for too long.

The sedan chair swayed, crossed Zhuque Street, and circled around the Qinhuai River before heading to the Qi Palace. Jiang Xingzhou always pays attention to ostentation. He marries his most precious daughter. He can't wait to be more generous than any father in the world. He has more than a hundred dowries, and stretches behind the wedding line. The people from Jinling are onlookers. Can't count.

Outside the sedan chair, the drum team played the congratulatory song, which seemed to make the whole city known.

In the sedan chair, Jiang Lao's two small hands were held together, and the tassels on the phoenix crown dangled slightly in front of her eyes. Her palms were sweaty, and her heart throbbed.