blogombal Chapter 1683 I almost cried
Chapter 1683 I almost cried
The pebble struck Lu Ming in the chest, causing him to gasp for breath and his scream caught in his throat, unable to escape.
As soon as he paused, the curtain of the bridal sedan chair was lowered, and the sound of gongs and drums filled the air as everyone continued to play music.
The cheers of the surrounding people were deafening.
Zhou Shiyue walked to the horse and gracefully mounted it. He bowed to the surrounding people and the crowd in Huaiyuan.
"I am overjoyed on my wedding day. Now I will sprinkle some more money as a symbol of good fortune, hoping that everyone will be happy."
Upon hearing this, the onlookers cheered loudly.
The people all clasped their hands in greeting and shouted, "Thank you, Your Highness! Congratulations on your wedding!"
The Crown Prince and Yin Changxing also mounted their horses. They were to accompany the bride to the Prince of Jin's residence.
The Lu family could only watch helplessly as the wedding procession was once again surrounded by the people and left. This time, even if they wanted to follow, they didn't dare.
With a glint in her eyes, Old Lady Lu stared at the gate of Huaiyuan Garden and said, "Now that Prince Jin and the Crown Prince have left, we can at least go to Huaiyuan Garden for the wedding banquet, right? I heard that Huaiyuan Garden is also going to set up a few tables. Can we go and eat our fill today? It's free, so why not?"
What kind of life have they been living these past two years? They only eat one meal a day, and even that is barely edible. It's been so long since they've had any oil or fat in their stomachs. Now, standing here, Grandma Lu can almost smell the aroma of fine wine and delicacies wafting from Huaiyuan Garden.
As soon as she finished speaking, she met the gazes of Old Ma and Ma Xiaoliu in front of her.
Old Ma silently picked up his riding crop, which lashed out with a whoosh, kicking up a cloud of dust and leaving a welt on the ground.
Ma Xiaoliu chuckled and simply picked up a broom.
Aunt Liu had somehow acquired a spatula, which she weighed in her hand. Her eyes, glaring at them, conveyed a single message—
Come on over here, I'll beat you to death.
Qingsong and Qingbai then swung down from the locust tree, and the two of them, with perfect tacit understanding, simultaneously struck out with their palms.
This palm strike didn't actually hit the Lu family members, but the force of the blow was enough to startle them.
The members of the Lu family all turned pale and retreated. Old Mrs. Lu, who had been standing a little forward, was so frightened that she suddenly stepped back and sat down on the ground.
Although she was scared, anxious, and angry, she didn't dare to make a sound. Qingsong and Qingbai snorted softly, thinking that this family was all bullies who preyed on the weak.
"Get out of here!" Qingsong cursed.
The Lu family members scrambled to their feet and fled. Once they were out of sight, their faces were pale, and they gritted their teeth.
At this point, no one will hear you if you start cursing.
Lu Zhaoling sat in the bridal sedan chair, enjoying a lively and bustling journey.
Along the way, there were faint signs of malevolent energy stirring in some places on the street, but when the bridal sedan chair passed by, that malevolent energy seemed to be suppressed.
She could feel it.
Yin Changxing rode his horse to the side of the bridal sedan chair.
"Little Ling'er, don't even think about taking action today. If anything happens, your master will take care of it."
He finished speaking without waiting for her reply.
Yin Yunting also came to his side.
Weng Songzhi and Lü Song were at the very back of the procession.
In this way, with Zhou Shiyue in front, the Yin family father and son in the middle, and the martial uncles and junior brothers behind, Lu Zhaoling's wedding sedan chair was protected very well.
There were also firecrackers going off along the way, making quite a commotion.
The entire capital knew that Prince Jin was getting married today, and almost everyone in the city who could come had come.
Officials from the Jingzhao Prefecture and the Dali Temple are maintaining order along the route today.
However, the Prince of Jin's mansion gave them a packet of celebratory money today, and also sent them several jars of celebratory wine, just waiting for them to finish their business during the day so they could have a good drink tonight.
Even without that, all the officials were very proactive in completing their tasks for the day, because almost all of them knew Lu Zhaoling and were her biggest fans.
The wedding procession returned to the Prince of Jin's residence.
At the entrance of the Prince's mansion, everyone was lined up waiting. Upon seeing the wedding sedan chair arrive, Uncle Yun's expression brightened, and he immediately led the crowd in a loud shout—
"Welcome, Princess."
Qingyin and Qingbao lifted the carriage curtain. The two of them helped Lu Zhaoling out of the bridal sedan chair, one on each side.
"Miss, please be careful." Lu Zhaoling was covered with a bridal veil, so she couldn't see, but she knew there were many people in front of her, and many eyes were on her.
"Welcome, Princess Consort!!!"
Everyone shouted it out in unison again, including the voices of the guards.
With the addition of the guards' voices, the shouts immediately gained a more solemn and majestic quality.
The surrounding crowd, who had been making a racket, suddenly felt a sense of solemnity upon hearing such a unified voice and inexplicably fell silent.
This was also a ceremony that Zhou Shiyue wanted to give to Lu Zhaoling, to show that the entire Prince's Mansion was welcoming Lu Zhaoling with the utmost respect.
Lu Zhaoling's status in the Prince's Mansion was definitely not like that of the other ladies, who were merely confined to the backyard.
Her status should be the same as his, the master of the house. For her, the Prince's mansion is not just a small world in the backyard, but the entire Prince Jin's mansion is under her control.
At this moment, the retired emperor was also standing at the entrance of the palace. Although no one else could see him, his presence here gave the impression that he had truly participated in his son's wedding.
Frog Brother and Madam Sheng stood beside him, watching with the Emperor Emeritus as Lu Zhaoling was helped by Qingyin and Qingbao toward the gate of the Prince's Mansion. All three ghosts felt a surge of emotion, their eyes welling up with tears.
The Emperor Emeritus rubbed his eyes, and when Madam Sheng saw this, she couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, are you about to cry?"
It wasn't that she insisted on asking the Emperor Emeritus this question at this time; it was just that before the bridal sedan arrived, the Emperor Emeritus had instructed them, saying, "Xiao Sheng, you are a woman and more sentimental. When you see Master Ling coming later, don't cry. Today is a joyous day, don't cry. We should all smile and look happy."
He even gave a demonstration, smiling so wide that his eyes disappeared and his wrinkles deepened.
I never expected that he would be the first one to cry.
"Nonsense, I didn't cry, it's just that the firecracker smoke stung my eyes a bit," the retired emperor stubbornly insisted.
Bang! Pop! The firecrackers went off again.
Zhou Shiyue dismounted, walked to Lu Zhaoling's side, and picked her up in his arms.
Qingyin quickly said, "Your Highness, we servants need to help the Princess step over the fire basin and the saddle."
Why is Your Highness picking up the Princess now?
Granny Qing instinctively reached out to step forward, but Madam Sheng stopped her.
As she reached out her hand, she realized she was a ghost and hadn't revealed herself yet. She quickly withdrew her hand, but Granny Qing also stopped.