Rebirth of marriage

Zhao Qiutong heard that Xie Jiu had rushed Feng Zhilan and the others to the banquet. He was worried that she would be bored alone in the room, so he thought of coming to accompany her.

But she didn't expect that after hearing the words of the elder and his wife, and thinking about her grandfather's red eyes when he just went out, she still didn't understand.

The death of her eldest aunt was hard for her. The woman who gave her courage when she was timid, every smile and even the tone of her words were deeply ingrained in her mind. She curled her lips and said, "Auntie, you still remember your little one." Autumn?"

As he spoke, tears rolled down his eyes.

My eldest aunt always likes to call her Little Autumn. She says that autumn is the season of harvest, the season of precipitation, and her favorite season.

Yu Zhao certainly remembered her. When she was in the capital, the only child in Zhenguo's mansion liked to stick to her the most. She waved to her, "Little Qiu."

Zhao Qiutong strode forward and hugged her. He couldn't help but cry. Xie Jiu's tears that he had finally suppressed began to fall again.

"I didn't intend to cry, but I couldn't control it when you made such a fuss." Yu Zhao hugged the two of them and mumbled in a choked voice. He just let it be a crying wedding. He stopped suppressing it and cried solidly.

Yunzi and Yunzi watched helplessly and dotingly as the three women hugged each other, crying so hard that they couldn't help themselves. They were silent for a while, and then they reminded them loudly, "If you cry again, your eyes will become swollen."

Yu Zhao's crying stopped suddenly, and she patted Zhao Qiutong, "Hurry up and touch up your sister's makeup. The swollen eyes will affect your sister's appearance."

After Zhao Qiutong put on Xie Jiu's exquisite makeup again, the already extraordinarily beautiful person looked as beautiful as a goddess descending to earth.

The eyes that were soaked with tears before became darker and brighter. Yu Zhao was so stunned that she couldn't move her eyes away for a long time and murmured, "I always knew that my daughter was beautiful, but how could she be so beautiful? Husband, go ahead I will be embarrassed to tell you later that I am the most beautiful in the world."

"You are still the most beautiful in my heart." Yun Zihe quickly echoed her.

The two sisters, who had been fed a mouthful of dog food, looked at each other and smiled.

After the crying, there is the joy of meeting relatives, which lasts until the groom comes to pick up the bride.

As soon as the suona played to welcome the bride, Yunzi and Yu Zhao felt the sadness of their daughter marrying to another family. However, their identities could not be disclosed to outsiders, so they had no position to feel uncomfortable, so they stepped aside and watched Xi Niang marry. Xipa covered Xie Jiu's head.

The King of Liaodong also watched silently. Even though he was still reluctant to give up, he believed that he was not qualified to interfere in his daughter's marriage. This was the person his daughter was willing to marry, and it was the marriage she was looking forward to. As long as she was happy, he would be happy.

So when the Wen brothers proposed to embarrass Gu Xiao during the wedding ceremony, he stopped them.

The ancestors also felt that due to the many interferences from the Cao family, their marriage was already difficult, so they stopped messing with the red tape and wanted them to get married early and smoothly.

Moreover, the guards from Prince Xiao's Mansion and the Black Feather Guards that King Xiao brought to welcome his bride were not necessarily inferior to the Liaodong Army in terms of skill. Bi Wen guessed that these rough guys from Liaodong were not as good as King Xiao.

So, Gu Xiao easily passed through the checkpoints and arrived in front of Xie Jiu. Looking at the well-dressed and sitting person, he leaned over slightly and whispered, "Jiu'er, I'm here to take you home."

Xie Jiu nodded lightly.

King Liaodong's nose felt sour when he saw this, and he squatted down in front of Xie Jiu, "Xue Tuan'er, daddy is sending it to you."

Seeing Xie Jiu getting on the back of King Liaodong, Zhao Qingyun, who was originally scheduled to carry his second sister out, was a little confused. His job was taken away and no one told him.

It had been five years since his eldest sister got married. He was worried that he had made a mistake. Last night, he even carried a young boy to practice. Why, why didn't it come in handy?

Looking at his stunned brother, Zhao Qiutong kindly gave him a pat and motioned for him to follow him forward.

Wu Wanqing's current identity is the bride's mother, so she naturally wants to show her reluctance, but she doesn't dare to cry, for fear that the fine lines under her eyes will be washed away by the makeup.

But this scene was so touching that tears filled her eyes involuntarily. She tried her best to raise her head and blink. To outsiders, she looked more like a mother who was reluctant to leave her daughter and tried her best to suppress her emotions.

But Xie Baoshan really couldn't control it. When the two of them were saying goodbye, he cried with tears and runny nose. He pulled Gu Xiao and said, "I know you are very good to her, but I look forward to you." If I can treat her better, I will also tell her to treat you better, and even better.

But if one day, this is no longer good, please return her to us intact. No matter what happens in the future, she will always have a room in my Xie family. "

He didn't want to say such disappointing words on this happy day, but the man in front of him was a prince, and he might be an emperor in the future. The emperor only had one woman in his heart. He was willing to believe it, but he didn't dare to believe it completely.

He always had to prepare for the worst, otherwise why would he have urged his son to study hard so that he could be successful earlier, even though his little boy now has two natal families, Zhenguo Gongfu and Liaodong Wangfu.

In front of those two families, the support of his Xie family seemed so insignificant, but as long as he thanked his father for drinking, he had to act like a father.

"There will never be such a day." Gu Xiao solemnly promised, he just felt that life was too short.

It was the limit to say those words, and it would be inappropriate to be verbose any more. Xie Baoshan patted Gu Xiao's hand and looked at his daughter who was covered by the hijab. His voice was so choked that he could hardly utter it. He moved his mouth for a long time before speaking. Say something like, "You will be fine for the rest of your life."

Among the three sets of parents, Xie Jiu spent the longest time with Xie's parents and had the deepest relationship. Listening to Xie Baoshan's cries, she felt full of reluctance and leaned her head against him as she had done when she was a child. On his knees, tears rolled down, "Dad, don't worry, my daughter will live a good life, very well.

Being your daughter is a blessing that she has earned over many lifetimes. In the future, her daughter will be even more blessed, and her father must be well. "

She knew that Xie Xie had always been brooding over her previous marriage to Yongning Houfu, and felt guilty and guilty. Only by seeing her truly happy for the rest of her life could he truly untie that knot in his heart.

Xie Baoshan always loved to cry, but now his tears were like broken pillars, and he could no longer speak. He was worried that if he opened his mouth to cry, he would miss the auspicious time for his daughter.

He patted her back with a trembling hand, signaling Gu Xiao to help her up and say goodbye to the next elder.

Gu Xiao understood, helped him to thank the wine, and the two of them said goodbye to the elders in the house one by one.

After the farewell ceremony was completed and King Liaodong once again sent her to the sedan chair with a thank-you wine, Xie Baoshan couldn't bear it anymore, covered his face and cried out.

The Duke of Zhen Guo also had a dull look in his eyes and comforted him, "This is a happy event. Don't be sad. Even though we are married, we are all in the capital. You can see her if you want."

But he knew in his heart that it was no longer the same. His granddaughter would have to take her husband's surname from now on, and she would have to embark on a new journey in her husband's family. However, when he looked at King Xiao, he wanted to take out his heart to thank him for the wine. .

But how long can this good thing last? He is not completely worried.

Tianjia's ruthlessness is never just talk.

"I know, I know, but I can't let it go, I really can't let it go." Xie Baoshan didn't know what Duke Zhen was thinking, but he wiped his tears randomly with his palms, wanting to see his daughter again.

The ancestors were also crying because of him, and they were reluctant to part with him, let alone Xie Baoshan, who had raised Xie Jiu single-handedly. She signaled to her great-grandsons to escort Xie Jiu to Prince Xiao's Mansion to avoid any mishaps on the way.