Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

Thinking of someone hiding under the bed, Shen Zhilan felt as if she was being roasted on a fire. She put her hand on her forehead and stumbling: "Look... General Mo doesn't look like that kind of person."

Shen Zhilan's original intention was to say a few nice words to the petty Mo Qianyu so as to avoid being resented.

Unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect.

When sisters are together, it is inevitable to say some private things.

Zhao Fendie was a straight person, so she said what she had to say: "Zhi Lan, it is human nature for men and women to be in love, and it has nothing to do with character. I heard that an inexperienced man can only take a few breaths for the first time, and he will fall thousands of miles."

If you encounter such a situation, don't rush to a conclusion, give it a few chances first.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Fendie looked at Jiang Yuzhu, seemingly seeking confirmation.

Jiang Yuzhu was embarrassed. He was obviously trying to teach Shen Zhilan, but the topic had gone astray!

"Bindie, it's getting late. Let's finish early so that my cousin can rest early."

After being reminded by Jiang Yuzhu, Zhao Fendie began to play with the little dolls given to Shen as a dowry.

"Zhilan, actually, it's easy to get through on the wedding night. It doesn't matter if you don't know anything about it. I heard that men are always self-taught. You leave it to General Mo to take the lead."

Returning to the topic, Zhao Fendie covered her face and said, "If it hurts, just kick him out of bed."

Jiang Yuzhu rubbed her face, feeling an inexplicable toothache.

After receiving the task arranged by Shen, Jiang Yuzhu mentioned to Zhao Fandie that Zhao Fandie had made bold words and promised a big deal at that time. She had been bragging about it for half an hour, but she failed at the critical moment.

Whether you say it or not, it makes no difference.

I sat there for a long time without saying anything to the point.

Jiang Yuzhu had no choice but to open the erotic palace, bite the bullet, take out a wooden stick and point at the men and women in various positions on it, talking about tigers and wolves.

Mo Qianyu seemed to have mastered a big secret, and couldn't help but think wildly: Xie Zhao usually looks abstinent and never mentions women, but he didn't expect that he was so proficient behind the scenes!

On the contrary, it was Mo Qianyu himself who was similar to what Zhao Fendie had learned. He was still a piece of pure white paper!

After finally finishing the teaching, Jiang Yuzhu was exhausted. Fatigue gradually came over her, spreading from her chest to her whole body.

After leaving the guest house, Jiang Yuzhu's steps were sloppy and she couldn't move forward even though she tried her best.

Zhao Fendie was about to help her, but someone moved faster than her.

An afterimage flashed beside him, and Xie Zhao had already picked up Jiang Yuzhu and disappeared into the courtyard.

This was not the first time Zhao Fendie met him. He calmly headed to the guest room, leaving Mo Qianyu who caught up with him staring.

"General Mo, my master asks you to return home."

In the corner, two men in black appeared quietly.

Mo Qianyu looked around, shook his head and said, "I want to see Brother Xie and ask for advice on something."

There will be flowers and candles in the bridal chamber tomorrow night, what if Shen Zhilan looks down on her?

If a man's first time is really short, wouldn't he be laughed at?

The man's reputation was so great that Mo Qianyu had to find a solution with Xie Zhao, who was "proficient in sexual intercourse".

Two men in black were holding Mo Qianyu on the left and right, expressionless.

When they walked to the courtyard wall, the two of them used their strength in unison to throw Mo Qianyu into the air and threw him out.

Mo Qianyu felt the scenery in front of him suddenly change. When he stood in the back street, he said in disbelief: "Is the young master being kicked out?"

The tenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is an auspicious day and it is a sunny day.

Before dawn, the servants of the Xie Mansion had already gotten up, and there was a rustling sound in the courtyard.

Jiang Yuzhu had a good night's sleep. When she woke up, she held the feather duster in her arms again. This time, she only twitched the corners of her eyes and was very calm.

Hong Li came in with warm water and no more explanations. The master and the servant understood each other tacitly.

"Madam, my cousin has already dressed up and is just waiting for General Mo to come and pick her up."

Hong Li wrung out the water from the handkerchief, and Jiang Yuzhu took it to cleanse her face.

After washing and dressing up, there was a burst of crackling firecrackers in front of the house.

"The auspicious time has come, the bride is getting into the sedan chair!"

Shen Zhilan was wearing a bright red wedding dress and was carried out by Xie Xuan.

It is a custom in Daqi that the bride's feet do not touch the ground from the boudoir to the sedan chair.

Although time was tight and there was no grand ceremony, the Mo family still invited a team that knew how to play gongs and drums.

Mo Qianyu came to pick up the bride in high spirits, but when he saw Jiang Yuzhu and Zhao Fendie, his eyes averted.

Zhao Fendie's eyes were as bright as fire and she said with determination, "Yuzhu, it seems that General Mo didn't sleep well last night."

Jiang Yuzhu said suspiciously: "How did you tell?"

Zhao Fendie couldn't help but feel proud. She observed the details: "Major General Mo clenched his hands nervously. He hated men who applied makeup and powder the most, but he applied a layer of makeup on himself. He didn't apply it evenly under his eyes. It was probably to cover the dark circles. Other than that, he couldn't help but feel proud. Besides, his eyes are bloodshot."

The two sisters gathered together and followed the wedding procession out.

As soon as the sedan arrived on the main street, not far away, there was another procession playing mourning music.

The two collided, and both sides quickly slowed down.

"Son, it's unlucky for red and white to collide!"

The boy was stunned and panicked.

In the capital, we do not see each other in joy or mourning.

Before arranging a marriage, one must calculate the right time and auspicious time.

The Mo family had already informed them of the wedding in advance. If they met the white-collar team at this time, they would most likely be looking for trouble.

The white team had no intention of giving in, and continued to meet them after a brief pause.

Mo Qianyu was so angry that his face was trembling. According to the rules, the dead person is the most important, so he had no choice but to avoid it.

"The originally designed route needs to be changed."

Mo Qianyu took a look at the map of the streets in the capital. Since he couldn't walk along the main street, he had to go around the back streets of the mansion to avoid unnecessary business.

Xi Niang was also very upset, but she had no choice but to say: "Then you have to calculate the time to avoid missing the auspicious time to worship."

In the sedan chair, Shen Zhilan said with a calm face: "It's no big deal if you meet Bai Shi. Getting promoted, getting rich, and growing old together are all good meanings."

To avoid conflicting happiness and mourning, the wedding sedan turned a corner.

In the corner, some onlookers saw this scene and hurriedly ran to report back: "Miss, just as you planned, the sedan chair came according to the route you gave!"

Wei Jing, dressed in bright red, put down her tea cup with a bang, curled her lips and said, "Don't turn back in the sedan chair. Even if you meet an innocent person, even Mo Qianyu, who has no taboos, must abide by the rules!"

In compliance with the plan of the man in black, the Queen Mother married Wei Jing to Feng Qing.

Wei Jing agreed on the surface and even convinced her parents, but she had already thought about it in her heart.

No one, be it the Queen Mother or the man in black, can control her!

Wei Jing raised her head. The light was dazzling. She covered it with her hands and said leisurely: "It's almost time, let's go."

The plan was to change the sedan chair, and the mistakes were made. When Wei Jing married Mo Qianyu, even the Queen Mother and the Emperor had nothing to do.

The man in black wants to control her, and Wei Jing has the Mo family as a shield.

Getting Xie Zhao is her ultimate goal. No matter how many detours she has to take, as long as she wants to get it, she must get it!

One day, Wei Jing will trample under her feet everyone who looks down on her!

Mo Qianyu's wedding team entered a narrow alley. The door of the house opened and a dozen servants rushed out asking for wedding cakes.

"Don't grab it, everyone who sees it will have a share!"

Mo Qianyu was impatient and distracted by the onlookers.

At this moment, Shen Zhilan only felt the sedan chair pause for a moment, and then the sedan curtain moved. Someone covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her vision went dark, and she fell unconscious.