Chapter 170 Wanting to enter the bridal chamber is not that simple.

Although Jiang Bi was the son of Qi State, the details of the wedding were all done according to the customs of Yong State.

Because Jiang He was about to give birth and could not arrange the wedding himself, Zhao Zheng sent Master Zong Zheng, who was in charge of the wedding of the king and queen, to personally arrange it, and Zong Jun followed him as his deputy.

In order to seek good luck and good luck, the newlyweds are led by "Full Blessed People" who have both parents and children.

Fortunately, Zhao Zheng and Jiang He had only been married for half a year, and many of the items they had prepared before were brand for those who are suspected of "transgressing", the rest are asked to be put aside for use.

The specific content of the ceremony was written on bamboo slips, tied with red string into bamboo slips and distributed to the stewards. Nineteen scrolls were made.

Such a solemn event must be done in a grand and lively manner, which made Jiang Bi, who had already made a fuss about the "six rites", couldn't help but become nervous.

On the eve of the wedding, when Master Zongzheng confirmed the procedures for the next day with him again and again before leaving, he couldn't sleep.

This is the big wedding.

"Are you asleep?"

Jiang Ben, who was still having trouble walking due to a new injury on his leg, stood outside the window of Wei Zipei's boudoir and asked softly.

"Why are you here?" Wei Zipei's voice sounded, but he didn't open the door.

The day before the wedding, the newlyweds are not allowed to see each other.

There were candles lit in the room, and Jiang Ben saw her figure arriving like a flower in the willows.

Although they were separated by a window, they felt that each other was right in front of them.

"I couldn't sleep," Jiang Ben said. "Today I heard Zong Zheng explain the process of tomorrow's wedding. It turns out that it needs to be so complicated. So I feel that I have wronged you with my haste and nonsense."

There was silence in the room for a moment. Wei Zipei pressed his fingers on the window lattice and said in a warm voice: "Don't be hasty. Today I saw the wedding clothes and accessories. They are more to my liking than the ones made in the Wei Dynasty. Not to mention, which family still treats the wife as a bride?" How about building another big house?"

"But..." Jiang Ben raised his hand to cover the window lattice, holding her hand as if through the window paper, "No one will send it to you."

There will be a big wedding tomorrow, but there will be no brother to send her off, and there will be no family members from Wei to congratulate her.

"Jiang Ben," Wei Zipei paused, and said in a clear and firm voice, "None of this is important. The fact that you and I can be together has already made my brother and sister compromise too much. We can't be so greedy."

Jiang Ben's eyes were slightly hot and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wei Zipei," he called her name solemnly, "I misjudged you once, and I won't do it again."

The people in the room laughed.

"Wei Zipei," he said again, "I will marry you back and I won't fight you."

The beauty's laughter stopped, obviously remembering some unpleasant past events.

"Wei Zipei," Jiang Ben said finally, "I really like you."

Wei Zipei didn't say anything. She gently pushed the window lattice open, revealing a gap as thick as her his fingers stretched out and held Jiang Ben's hand.

"Me too."

The hand shook back and the window lattice was closed immediately, but Jiang Ben felt that his heart instantly felt at ease.

With this sense of stability, Jiang Ben slept soundly at night, and walked calmly on the way to the bride's wedding the next day. With this sense of stability, when he and Wei Zipei bowed to each other, he refrained from peeking at her face behind the masking fan; with this sense of stability, he , he was very solemn when performing the Wo wash ceremony, and he also behaved steadily when performing the Tong Lao ceremony; with these solidities, the following ceremonies of joining the knot, untasseling, and tying the hair were all smooth.

It wasn't until the process was over, the servants and maids left, and they sat opposite each other in the wedding room that the sense of ease turned into a heart full of joy.

"I got you." He said.

"I've given you a big advantage." She was as naughty as when they first met.

There was an ambiguity in this sentence, and by the time Wei Zipei realized it, Jiang Ben was already blushing.

"I haven't taken advantage of you yet." He really stuck to her words.

Although they had played around before, they had never been physically close.

Wei Zipei lowered her head, thinking of her mother-in-law's teachings before Wei Guo's wedding, and thinking of the inexplicable and terrifying things that were about to happen, she couldn't help but want to grab her skirt and run away.

But Jiang Ben obviously wouldn't let her succeed.

No one taught him, but Jiang Ben had seen a lot of it before when he was pretending to be sensual and sensual in the state of Yong.

Now all it takes is hands-on practice.

Perhaps sensing the fire igniting in the other person's eyes, Wei Zipei hid behind him in shame and Ben bullied her and grabbed her shoulders when the other party had no way to retreat.

"Come," Jiang Ben said, "let me take advantage of you."

When these words of tiger and wolf came out of his mouth, Wei Zipei instantly red tent fell slowly, and the hot light from the indoor candles filtered in, illuminating the blush on her face. "You're still hurt..."

"I can hurt more..."

The flickering candlelight dimmed in an instant, as if ashamed to hear the charming sound that followed.

There was a wake-up call outside, and it was already midnight.

The wooden handle of the guillotine was pressed down again and again, cutting the dark green plants inside into short pieces.

"Master, aren't you still asleep?" the maid who was making tea couldn't help but ask, "I've been cutting these herbs all day. Master, go to bed. Come here."

Chen Nanxing raised his hand to block the maid who came forward.

"This is Andrographis paniculata," she pinched a piece of herb, her eyes dejected and her voice indifferent, "Detoxifies and removes liver fire."

The maid nodded in understanding. Somehow, she felt that her master, who had a good temper in the past, was a little strange today.

"Go to sleep." Chen Nanxing said calmly, "I want to sleep too."

The maid left with a sigh of relief, but Chen Nanxing did not sleep.

She stood up holding the bamboo basket containing the herbs, walked slowly to the kitchen, poured the Andrographis paniculata into the soup pot, and boiled the fire to brew the medicine.

After boiling for half an hour, I scooped out a spoonful.

Then Chen Nanxing stood in the dim night, looked at the light brown medicinal soup, lowered his head and took a sip.

The bitter taste slid from her throat into her abdomen, making her almost unable to stand.

This is how hard it should be.

She bit her lip tightly.

Isn't this life so hard? The wedding of the Prince of Qi was indeed grand, but no matter how many royal nobles were invited, ordinary people were not qualified to attend the wedding banquet.

For example, Wenpo Lin, who was only waiting for the queen to give birth so that she could enjoy the glory of her master's didn't go out these days. Although the palace ordered her to stay in the capital, she knew very well that there were many people at her disposal in the palace and it would be difficult for her to take her turn.

"Retain" is a kind of recognition. If he really uses her, I'm afraid it will scare her out of her wits.

The date of the Queen's birth is a secret in the palace, but because she has been walking around frequently with her master recently, she knows more or less about it.

"It's just a few days, right?" Two days after the wedding of Young Master Qi, Mrs. Lin was calculating in the yard and raised her head.

"Right." Not far behind her, Zhao Yuxue said while bundling dry mugwort into bunches, "Yesterday, my apprentice passed by the market and heard that Lord Fengchang calculated the only hexagram among the 64 hexagrams in which all six lines are auspicious. 'Qian Gua', the king rewarded you with many gold cakes."

Divination is only needed when important events are approaching, which also confirms that the queen's birth date is just around the corner.

Mrs. Lin turned her head in surprise, put her hands in front of her mouth to breathe, and asked: "Xiao Man, you really know poetry and calligraphy, but you actually know the hexagrams?"

"Xiaoman" is the solar term that is twelve times away from Xiaoxue among the 24 solar terms. It is the new name Zhao Yuxue chose for himself.

Hearing Mrs. Lin's praise, Zhao Yuxue quickly shook her head and waved her hands: "Master, please stop making fun of me. I heard what others said."

Mrs. Lin smiled nonchalantly, then remembered something, nodded and said, "She liked the cakes you gave to Master during the Chinese New Year. I have nothing to do today, so you can go and give them to your Master."

After the queen gives birth, the master will definitely receive many you move around more frequently, you will reap some benefits.

Zhao Yuxue responded immediately. She put down the mugwort in her hands, wiped her hands clean on her apron, and turned around with a smile to go back to her room to change clothes.

The pastries are sweet.

In fact, it is better for older people to eat less.

Zhao Yuxue thought, especially since the smell was so strong that it could cover up the smell of poison.

In Zhiyang Palace, Jiang He had just eaten a bowl of fish soup and suddenly felt his belly tightening.

"What's going on?" She asked softly, stroking her belly, "Can't you wait any longer?"

Cai Ling, who had been living in the palace these days, stood up suddenly. She didn't know if she was too excited, but she felt dizzy.

"Your Highness," the little girl beamed with joy, "I'll call the imperial doctor!"

She rushed out with staggering steps, not forgetting to call a chamberlain and leave the palace with a message.

Of course, such a big happy event must be shared with Manager Zong.

(End of this chapter)