Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

"The bride is leaving."

Lin Sushuang watched the two people's backs go away little by little, then wiped away tears and sobbed.

The eldest lady has long been immune to Lin Sushuang's tears, but today's low sobs also touched the softness in her heart, the softness in a mother's heart.

If Ru'er gets married today and she can't see her off, she won't be any better than Lin Sushuang.

Besides, she also promised the fourth girl to take good care of Lin Sushuang.

"Okay, don't cry. Follow us and take another look to see the fourth girl getting on the sedan chair."

Although Lin Sushuang had some scruples in her heart, she looked straight at the eldest lady.

After hesitating for a moment, he followed the eldest lady and Sheng Hong with a very honest body, covering his face with a fan, watching the red color go away from a distance, and quietly wiping away tears.

The house that the Zhao family prepared was not far away, only more than half an hour.

Ke Zeguan saw Mo Lan getting off the sedan chair, holding the coins, beans and grains and throwing them at the door.

Mo Lan walked on a green brocade mat and paid homage to her parents with Zhao Ceying. She heard from Cai Yun that Zhao Zongquan had just stood up and handed over the coupons and rushed to Zhao's house in a carriage.

"Bear parents."

Mo Lan glanced through the corner of her eyes, her face was indeed a little pale, her hands were on the armrests, and her back was leaning against the chair.

Then came the process of kowtowing and serving tea. The two people said few words, mostly blessings.

Zhao Zongquan was extremely happy. He didn't even like the ones chosen by Shen's family in Yuzhou.

He asked people to inquire a lot about his daughter-in-law, and also got some words from Zhao Ceying's words.

She is a good girl, and the Sheng family behind her is also a rare and clean family. The most rare thing is that the legitimate son and concubine in the family are both in high school.

Zhao Ceying could find such a good marriage for himself, and he, as a father, would naturally be satisfied.

Shen's eyes looked at Mo Lan very tenderly. She was not from a high background, so she wanted to choose a good marriage for her son.

Now his son is married to a well-educated noblewoman in Bianjing City... Just thinking about it, the eyes he looked at Mo Lan became more and more loving.

After the obeisance was completed, the two people stepped into the wedding room step by step, surrounded by everyone. They stood on both sides of the bed and worshiped each other.

Not many people came from Yuzhou, they were all Zhao Ceying's own subordinates. The rest were the friends Zhao Ceying had made in Beijing and a few gentlemen who could talk to him.

Those subordinates were bold and unrestrained, and the atmosphere became lively once a few people started making trouble.

"I know you and I are married, and we want to live together until we grow old together."

Xipo stepped forward and took off the two strands of black silk that both parties had prepared early, tied them tightly with a red rope, put them in the brocade bag, and carefully placed them in the box.

After the two drank together, Xipo handed the box to Zhao Ceying's arms.

Zhao Ceying carefully placed the box on the bedside and moved closer to Mo Lan.

"Come on, come on, since you've had a drink with the bride, let's go out and give a toast."

A strong man next to him squeezed out of the crowd, his voice was extremely rough, took Zhao Ceying's hand and walked out.

Everyone started shouting, "I must get Dalang drunk today."

Zhao Ceying whispered in Mo Lan's ear, "These are my brothers. They are rough men. They are used to being cool and unrestrained. They are not rude. I have put some cakes beside the bedside curtain early. If you are hungry, just Use some.”

Mo Lan hummed softly and looked towards Zhao Ceying.

Visible to the naked eye, his ears instantly turned red. He squinted his eyes and smiled slightly.

Facing the bright smile, Zhao Ceying was stunned again, and her mind went blank.

He knew that his wife was beautiful, but he had never seen her so close. Her eyelashes trembled, casting a beautiful shadow under her eyelids.

"Don't sit still, let's go have a drink."

It wasn't until the people next to him pulled him that Zhao Ceying realized what he was doing and followed a few people out.

After everyone left, Tailor Yun stepped forward to arrange Mo Lan's wedding dress. Hearing the laughter outside, he whispered, "Is the girl hungry? I saw that my uncle had prepared some things by the bedside, so I helped the girl." Bring it."

From Cai Yun's perspective, the pastries were clearly placed on the bedside. It was hard for her not to see them. There were several plates, as if she was afraid that her girl would be hungry.

"You're tired too." Melan wrapped three bags in a square handkerchief and handed them to Yun Cai's hand. "Where's the exposed seed?"

"My uncle was worried that the girl would feel uncomfortable if she didn't eat hot food, so he asked Wu Yan beside him to tell Lu Zhong to go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of dumplings."

Mo Lan smiled and nodded, and Mr. Yun continued to ramble, "Girl, I can see clearly today that you two are easy to get along with, and even your smiles are gentle and gentle."

Mo Lan listened to Yun Cai's words without saying a word. It was easy to go to Yuzhou this time, but what was difficult was how to get Zhao Zongquan and Zhao Ceying to go from Yuzhou to Bianjing to complain to the emperor and pick up the leaks.

Gu Tingye has disappeared far from the trajectory of history. She cannot rely on the promotion of the plot, but has to rely on herself at critical moments.

After a while, Lu Zhong brought the hot dumplings to the table, "Girl, it's still hot. Use more."

When Zhao Ceying came back, the waiters in the room quietly left.