[Lu Xiaofeng] Bring a husband back to the ancient tomb

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..." Four crisp and loud beeps sounded in the dark night, as punctual as every day in the past.It won't disturb people's lucid dreams too much, it's just a proper reminder.

This beeping sound also accompanied Huamanlou for many years, which made him feel very affectionate and sleep more peacefully.Only today, when the first clock sounded, he opened his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was more satisfied and joyful than before.

Lift off the moon-white brocade quilt embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns.Hua Manlou picked up the red wedding dress on the small camphor wood table with his big and well-defined hands, and slowly put it on.There is not a single pleat on the dress, and every decoration is meticulously arranged.

Lu Xiaofeng once said that Huamanlou would never let herself be embarrassed at any time, and would take care of her whole body meticulously.Today, he is obviously more attentive than before.It was only from his slightly trembling hand that he sent the letter. It turned out that he was nervous.

After Huamanlou took care of everything, the sky had already been polished.Different from the continuous rain in the past few days, today's weather is particularly sunny, the air is filled with the fragrance of dew, grass and flowers, everything looks so beautiful.

The smile on Hua Manlou's face got bigger and bigger, and the hand holding the fan was so tight that water would come out.After waiting for so long, the day finally came...

"Seventh Young Master, are you up?" Hua Li held a basin of water and looked at Hua Man Lou who was already standing in the yard in surprise.

Hua Manlou turned around, nodded with a smile, "Bring the wash water in."

"Okay!" The big copper basin is carved with a relief of dragon and phoenix in harmony. The color is not very clear, but it is extraordinarily delicate. It is different from the round sculptures and paintings commonly used nowadays.Nowadays, there are not many people who know this skill, and there are not many who are good at carving. It is generally used in boxes, cabinets, beds, and cabinets. There are really very few carvings like this on copper basins.

Hua Manlou has always disliked being served by others, and prefers to do everything by herself.Hua Li just put the copper basin on the shelf and went to do other things.He opened the window curtains that had already been replaced with red, allowing the warm morning sun to pour in directly.Lights up the entire bedroom.

Huamanlou's dormitory is very large, the size of two or even three in an ordinary family.The room was never partitioned, but a huanghuali wood screen was placed in front of the bed.The several sections of vigorous green bamboo on the screen adopt the lost double-sided embroidery needles, which not only look good, but also fully reveal the character of the bamboo.

In the middle of the entire large room, there is a marble desk with a pear on it. There are various celebrity postages neatly laid out on the case. All postcards are different from those seen in the bookstore in the past. The surface of these postcards is uneven. , is the kind of concave and convex.There is also a Shifang Baoyan on the side.The pens inserted in the sea of ​​pen holders of various colors are like trees.

On both sides of the book case are placed two large Ru kiln flower pouches, inside which are neatly wrapped one by one picture scrolls, all of which are famous paintings of various masters.

In front of the desk, there is a huge flower stand of yellow flower wood.Neatly placed on it: lilies, pink tulips, calla lilies and other flowers with good meanings.

In the outermost room of the room, there is an Eight Immortals table, on which is a red table brocade embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the fine tassels are shaking back and forth under the blowing of the morning wind.

In the whole house, all the places that can be decorated are hung with red silk and brocade flowers, full of joy.

While Hua Manlou was washing his face, Hua Li quickly replaced the brocade quilt with a red one.

On the other side, Yang Pingting also got up from the bed before dawn.Today is her and Huamanlou's big day, even though they have prepared for a long time in advance, they were still too nervous to sleep last night.

Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, who was putting on makeup and makeup for the first time, Yang Pingting showed a shy smile on her lips.I don't know if Qitong thinks it looks good.

Yang Pingting was wearing a red scarf, and a filigree hollow purple gold crown on her head. The delicate lines were dotted with fine diamonds, which was extremely dazzling.It's good-looking but not like a common phoenix crown, which is so heavy that you can't straighten your neck.

Xiao Longnv and Yang Guo stood alone, looking at the precious daughter they had raised for so many years with joy, and now they are really going to get married.Marry that person, they rest assured.

Xiao Longnv picked up the red sandalwood comb on the table and gently combed Yang Pingting's soft hair, chanting the words Mrs. Hua taught her: "If you comb your hair to the end, you don't have to worry about being rich; No disease and no worries; three combs to the head, more children and longer life; second comb to the end, raising the case and eyebrows; two combs to the end, flying together; three combs to the end, forever tied together; head and tail , Wealthy"

When Xiaolongnv and Yang Guo got married, there were not so many complicated etiquettes.One is because there is no one to teach them, and the other is because both of them are open-minded people who feel that as long as they are in love with each other, everything else is not important.

But now it was his daughter's turn, but everything was different.As long as you can do it yourself, you must do it yourself. Those customs that you didn't care about before are now more serious than anyone else. In the bottom line, I just want my daughter to have a good future.

The place where Yang Pingting's family lives at this time is the other courtyard of the Hua family, named Yuxiu Villa. Although it is not as big as Peach Blossom Castle, it is not too small.The Hua family's emphasis on choosing a location is to seek tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle, so even in a bustling market, as long as they are in the manor, it is very quiet.

But today was very different, the deafening gongs, drums and firecrackers outside filled half the sky, all for today's happy event.

"Here we come, here we come. The seventh son of the Hua family has come to meet us." Iceman Lin Yu ran in with a smile on his face, dressed in scarlet clothes.

Iceman is commonly known as a matchmaker. "Book of Jin Suo Jing Biography": "Xiao Lian Linghu plans to give birth to the ice in his dream, and talks to people under the ice, saying: "The ice is yang, and the ice is yin, and yin and yang are things; scholars are like returning to their wives. When the ice is not warm, marriage matters; you are on the ice, and you talk to people under the ice, speaking for the yang and yin, and it is also a matter of mediation. You should be a matchmaker, and you will get married when you are on the ice.'”

Lin Yu's family has been working as icemen for three generations. Although there are not thousands of matchmakers, there are hundreds of them.And there is no one who is unhappy and happy, and they are all famous in the whole Jiangnan.Therefore, Xiqian is also charged higher than ordinary people.But getting married is a great joy, as long as you can keep happy and happy, even if you earn a lot, it doesn't matter.This is also why the Hua family took a fancy to their word of mouth this time and asked her to be a happy wife.

"The bride should go out with the old man."

Yang Guo helped Yang Pingting up from the chair, the reluctance and relief in his eyes were so obvious.Time flies so fast, such a small and nunuo child at the beginning has reached the age of marriage in a blink of an eye.

"Go!" Thousands of words can only be merged into such a simple sentence.

Yang Pingting nodded, put on the exquisite mandarin duck playing water red hijab, and walked out holding Lin Yu's hand.

Huamanlou stood in front of the gate of Yuxiu Villa, squatting two big stone lions with red brocade tied around their necks, even the plaque of "Yuxiu Villa" was newly painted and hung with red silk of.

Hua Manlou stood in front of the door, waiting for the person who had been waiting for a long time to come out.

This time Huamanlou felt as if the four seasons had passed, and it seemed that it was only for a moment, and he didn't know how long it had passed.It's just that he recognized Yang Pingting's footsteps in a group of random footsteps.So light, so soft, yet so heavy, every step rests on the firmness of my heart.

Hua Manlou showed a satisfied smile, like ice and snow melting, he slowly stretched out his hand in the direction Yang Pingting came from, trembling imperceptibly.Closer, closer, closer, one step, two steps, three steps...

Finally, he touched the tender little hand that was exactly the same as in his memory...

All of a sudden, the sky and the earth became dark, and the sudden gust of wind blew people upside down. People who watched the ceremony, those who greeted relatives, and those who sent off the wedding were all blown off the ground by the gust of wind.The deafening cries of joy turned to cries of mourning.

The sound of footsteps that made Hua Manlou's heart beat seemed to be blown away by the gust of wind.He brushed away one crowd after another, trying to find her out, hugged her, and said softly, 'Don't be afraid, I'll be with you anytime! '

Just, where are you and how can I find you.

The chaotic crowd rushed to rush, Huamanlou was pushed to the ground by many passers-by again and again, and got up again and again to continue searching.Although he is not invincible in the world on weekdays, it seems that he can't use all the martial arts that can strengthen his body.He could only rely on his human instinct to walk to the place where he just stood.

I don't know when the wind stopped and the sky brightened again.It's just that besides those messes on the noisy street, Hua Manlou is the only one left.He couldn't hear footsteps, couldn't feel the sound of breathing, as if he was the only one left in the world, he stood there at a loss, not knowing what to think.

"Seven children!"

A sound so small that it could be ignored rang in Huamanlou's ears, like a thunderclap on the ground, he quickly rushed towards the place where the sound came from.Tie that petite body tightly in his arms: "Tingting, are you not hurt? Do you know how worried I am about you?"

As the voice fell, a strong fishy smell filled the air.Then the hands holding Yang Pingting's cheeks became moist.

Huamanlou is very familiar with this smell, it's blood, Yang Pingting's blood, she was hurt, hurt again... But why did she say it again?

"Boom~~" A flash of light broke through the darkness like a fiery snake, opening a gap in the sky, and then a thunderbolt shook the ground.

Hua Manlou was so startled that she turned over from the bed, beads of sweat slid from her forehead to her cheeks and finally fell into the skirt of her clothes, "It turned out to be a dream..."

Hua Manlou gave a wry smile and stood up from the bed.His sweaty body stuck his clothes to his body, and he had no time to take care of it.Go straight to the bed, fix the window that was shaken by the strong wind, and look into the distance...