No matter how much Uncle Peng Yang and his son hated Zhou Rui, they would not dare to really kill her.
The Duke’s Mansion doesn’t want to see Zhou Rui anymore. If Zhou Rui dies for no reason, the Duke’s Mansion will definitely investigate.
Then, just don't let Zhou Rui live a good life!
Mrs. Peng Yangbo always despised Zhou Rui. If it wasn't for the government's power to oppress people, this kind of woman who was kidnapped and sold into a brothel would have been extremely dirty and unworthy of entering the Lu family.
I didn't expect to make troubles for the family, so of course her mother-in-law must teach her a good lesson.
Zhou Rui was in dire straits and suffered unspeakably. Even on the day of Zhao Liya's wedding, she was forbidden to go out. She declared that she was ill and was not allowed to go back to her natal home. Instead, another Mrs. Lu Sanshao accompanied her mother-in-law and sister-in-law to a banquet to congratulate her .
On the day when Zhao Liya came out of the court, Zhao's mansion was lively and festive. The daughters of the boudoir who came to see him off were talking and laughing, led by the eloquent and auspicious words of Xi Niang.
Before dawn, Zhao Liya was called to take a bath, change clothes, and dress up. At this moment, she had already changed into a complicated and gorgeous wedding dress, and her hair had already been arranged in a bun. Put on and cover the red hijab.
She originally thought that she had seen big scenes, strong winds and waves, and could hold them back. Who knew that before the event, she felt a little flustered for no reason in her heart.
It's not fear, it's just a feeling of being at a loss for everything unknown.
The dazed Zhao Liya couldn't help thinking secretly, after today, she will no longer be from the Zhao family, she has suddenly become the wife of the prince of the Duke of Li.
Although she had already prepared for it, and even thought it was a natural thing, since she decided to marry Zhou Hansheng, wouldn't there be such a day? But thinking about it now, I'm still a little dazed and a little unreal.
Even a little unimaginable.
Deng's mood was more complicated than Zhao Liya's. Looking at the radiant eldest daughter in a bright red dress, all kinds of emotions of relief, pride, pride, and reluctance flooded into her heart.
Her child is going to leave the cabinet after all.
She has paid too much for this family. Without her, the family might not be able to survive in Lingnan.
Since the day she was exiled, the biggest wish in her heart is that she can have a good home, and what she feels most sorry for her is that the original marriage is gone. Unexpectedly, after going around and going around, she would still marry into the Duke of Li's mansion.
Zhou Shizi is sincere to her. From now on, I hope that the two of them can grow old together with Hemei.
When the rap of "The auspicious time has come—" sounded, and the joy was played, Xi Niang burst into laughter, smiling and saying auspicious words one after another, while carefully putting the pearly gold crown on Zhao Liya, Deng Deng Shi finally couldn't hold back the tears.
She quickly turned her head to wipe away her tears, and tightly held Zhao Liya's hand: "Good boy, you will be well in the future."
"Mom!" Zhao Liya had a sore nose and wanted to cry.
Last night, my mother faltered and said some inappropriate explanations to her. She was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look up at her, but now she couldn't hold back anything.
Everyone smiled and comforted them when they saw it.
"This is a great event, Mrs. Zhao is so happy!"
"Yes, yes, who in Manjing doesn't know how much the eldest son of the Duke of Liguo values Ms. Zhao? Ms. Zhao is going to enjoy the blessings by passing through the door! I don't know how many people envy her!"
"Mrs. Zhao is so lucky!"
"I dare not compare with Ms. Zhao, if my daughter will marry half as good as the son of the Duke of Li, I will be satisfied!"
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Zhao Liya agreed one by one, bid farewell to her mother, put her hijab down, and asked Xi Niang to help her go downstairs, and everyone surrounded her to see her off.
Zhao Lin was still young, but he didn't have the strength to carry Zhao Liya onto the sedan chair, so he led her away, symbolically.
Among the joyous sounds, Zhao Liya finally got on the sedan chair.
The curtain of the car was lightly lowered, and the vision that could not see ahead became even darker. As soon as the car body was lifted, it was lifted steadily by someone.
"Get up the sedan chair!"
Amidst the din of gongs and drums, the bridegroom rode on a tall maroon horse, accompanied by beaming, followed by a long line of dowry and wedding and gift-off people behind him. Dislike.
"Who is the groom's son? He looks really talented!"
"It turns out that the eldest son of Li Guogong's mansion got married. The bride is really lucky."
"The two families are rightly matched. They are really talented and beautiful, and a couple of gods and gods. It is enviable!"
"This dowry is really enviable! After living to such a great age, today I have truly seen what is called 'Ten Miles of Red Makeup'!"
"Yes, there are more than a hundred and tens of them. Look at those brocades, those gold and silver jewels, oh, they are so blinding! This bride can't use them up in a few lifetimes."
"I heard that the empress and ladies in the palace also rewarded countless treasures to add makeup. Master Zhao's decency is really unmatched."
"Hey, this is something other people can't envy! Don't come envious!"
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These words faintly spread into the sedan chair, and Zhao Liya smiled silently.
This is really unexpected, one day she not only came to the capital, but also made such a big fight when she got married, and became the envy of everyone.
Thinking about it, the circumstances of life are really amazing.
Worshiping and entering the new house, Zhao Liya completed the marriage ceremony very cooperatively, and sat obediently in the new house.
For fear that the new daughter-in-law will feel lonely and afraid, many female relatives of the husband’s family who have a better relationship will accompany them in the new house.
Although Zhao Liya, as the bride, still covered her hijab and didn't chat with anyone, listening to everyone talking softly, subconsciously and unknowingly relaxed
Maybe knowing that the bride will be tired from sitting like this, after a while, the relatives all left with interest. Only two dowry maidservants, Chun Xia and Chun Equinox, are serving here.
Zhao Liya could finally relax and sit back for a while, drank some water, and ate something.
At this time, the lights in the room are already on.
The fiery red dragon and phoenix incense candles illuminate the room very brightly. Under the light of the fire, the already red and festive new house looks redder and more festive.
Zhao Liya rubbed her arms and her aching waist. The day seemed to pass pretty quickly.
It's no wonder that he left the pavilion from his home around noon and walked slowly all the way. When he arrived at the Duke's Mansion and finished worshiping, it was almost dusk.
It’s getting dark right now.
It's getting dark. Her groom will be back soon, right?