Su Yiqing looked in front of the mirror, looking at the slightly peach-colored cheek in the mirror, and gently touched it with her hands to tell herself over and over again that she would become Princess Ding in a few days, and she had another brand new identity. Everything could start over. She could and was willing to be a good wife. She really liked that man and she was willing to marry. This time she really didn't have any slightest bit of force. No matter whether it was right or wrong, let it disappear. Don't worry about it anymore.

The reason why she has come to this point that she has survived and has nothing to do with death several times is because she was too concerned about gains and losses at the time and calculated it too clearly. Otherwise, no matter whether she is willing to persevere, she should be better than now. No matter how bad she is, she will lose her life. If it weren't for some luck, she would have long known that she would die in that dark corner and ignored it. This is her last chance in her life, and her last chance to be happy. If she missed it, there would never be another next time. She would have to die alone in this strange world.

Whether it is God's will or man-made, they can still get married. This is a kind of fate. What else can a woman ask for if she can treat a man like this in her life? Even in a relatively peaceful world in her previous life, what she wants is just to marry a man who is good to her and can support her family. Even Yufeng has exceeded her expectations many times. What else can she not satisfy? She should feel twice as happy.

As the wedding approaches, more and more people come to Meng's family to congratulate. Many people who disagree with this marriage or believe too much about Prince Ding's reputation as Prince Ding's wife is still lively when they see the second lady of the Meng family. Seeing that it is difficult to make any changes in the past few days, they also began to adjust their previous mentality. After all, the prince looked down on the Meng family and looked down on Prince Ding's future Yue family, so they still have to have the etiquette they should have. Those who should congratulate should still come to congratulate.

Because relatives and elders have come to see Su Yiqing, the closer the wedding is, the more meticulous she must be in her daily makeup, so as not to be picked out by her elders, causing unnecessary trouble, or be ridiculed by others behind her back.

It was finally easy, and I was about to get married the next day.

Everything was ready. Su Yiqing was a little anxious and restless, and her emotions came to her heart. Seeing this, Mrs. Meng comforted her and said that it was normal. Let her relax. The next day was a happy day. Mrs. Meng didn't have much time to accompany her. After saying a few words, the old lady came to ask about tomorrow's banquet.

Mrs. Meng could only leave with apologies, and before leaving, she asked Su Yiqing to do something that would make her relax. For example, reading a book and drinking tea. Su Yiqing followed Mrs. Meng's advice, picked up a book, flipped it over, but couldn't read it. The words on it seemed to float one by one, and could not be strung together.

In desperation, she had to give up reading. Open the window and look at the red flowers and green trees outside. It was early autumn and the weather was a little cold. As soon as she opened the window, the cold wind blew in her face, causing her to sneeze and close the window immediately. She must not catch a cold at this time.

When she had nothing to do, she could only walk around the room, touching this, touching that, and looking at the exquisite jewelry, she finally stopped in front of the big bronze mirror.

No matter how well polished the ancient mirrors are, they are incomparable to modern glass mirrors. Su Yiqing looked at herself in the mirror again. Today, she is different from the past. There is an indescribable softness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and two faint blush on her fair cheeks. The so-called pink face Hanchun is like this. If it is modern, she has just graduated from college at this age? She is still young when she got married, but in ancient times, she could be the mother of several children. At this age, she is about to get married, even though she is married to the same person...

"Second sister..."

A timid voice at the door interrupted Su Yiqing's thoughts.

"Come in." After Su Yiqing's thoughts were pulled back, she looked at Meng Yan who didn't dare to come in at the door, and showed her most kind smile.

Meng Yan was slightly stunned and walked in. It was her mother's repeated urging. She came here. She was frightened during this period. Everything was beyond the imagination of a girl of her age. The world was overturned overnight. Her pride as the daughter of the general was broken, and she became much cowardly. Especially in front of this increasingly powerful concubine's sister, her father and mother advised her over and over again that she must not offend her second sister, otherwise not only her, but the whole family would be implicated.

He walked in carefully with his head down. Meng Yan didn't dare to sit down just like that. He was a little twisted when he stood up, and he felt at a loss and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"Sit down." Su Yiqing smiled slightly.

Meng Yan sat down slowly, but after sitting down, she felt even more embarrassed because she didn't know what to say and didn't even dare to raise her head.

"What tea do you drink?" Su Yiqing asked with a smile.

"No, I... I'll sit for a while and leave." Meng Yan regretted it again after saying that, or should have said a tea casually, at least it can taste it and say something.

"Then drink some rose dew and try the snacks here." Su Yiqing calmly brought the rose dew and introduced, "This is made of rose dew. It is made of roses, several fresh juices and honey and iced. However, the weather is a bit cold now, so you can't drink too much, just try it a little."

"Thank you, second sister." Meng Yan relaxed a little. After the rose dew was brought up, she picked up the teacup and took a sip. She felt the fragrance of her teeth and cheeks, and she raised her eyes again. Perhaps it was an illusion that this smile had always been a little bit. The cold second sister actually smiled sweetly this time.

"How does it taste?" Su Yiqing asked with a smile.

"It's very fragrant, but it's a little sweeter." Meng Yan regretted it again after saying that the female gentleman and her nanny in Guixue said that they would visit other people's houses, especially those who are not familiar with them. When they ask how to refreshments, if they really don't like it, just say it. If they like it, praise it more. Don't talk about dissatisfaction. It's very rude to pick on it. Although this is her own home, it is in the second sister's house. She is not familiar with the second sister, so it seems that she should follow the nanny's words.

"Oh, maybe it's because I put too much honey." Su Yiqing smiled, "You can put less next time, but I like to eat sweet things, and eating sweet things can make people feel happy."

"When my second sister is happy, she will be happy whenever she eats." Meng Yan finally said a fair word.

"Yes, I'm very happy." Su Yiqing said frankly, not as shy and timid as a bride, avoiding answering such questions.

Meng Yan lowered her head and wondered what to say next so that she would not let her second sister be too rude.

"Sister Yan, you and my sister, don't be too restrained. Just say whatever you think." Su Yiqing's smile was much more friendly than before, "I don't have so many taboos to speak."

Meng Yan bit her lower lip and whispered: "Second sister, I...I just want to say goodbye to you. Congratulations on your marriage to your wishful husband."

Seeing a slight admiration flashing in Meng Yan's eyes, Su Yiqing nodded and said, "Thank you, I don't think it will take long to come. It's my turn to say kissing."

Meng Yan lowered her head again with a normal witty word, and her face turned pale. Two days ago, she overheard her father and mother talked to her. Her father mentioned several families who wanted to get married, but her mother denied it, saying that those candidates were either bad family traditions or that the man had all kinds of problems.

The father was impatient and said that his mother was nitpicking, while the mother said that his father was interested in the in-laws and wanted to sell his daughter for honor. His parents spoke very badly and attacked each other, which overturned her previous perception. She always thought that his father was a general and a hero, and his mother was also a virtuous and gentle lady. However, during this quarrel, the two of them spoke really vulgar and mean.

At the same time, she was even more worried about her future. Her mother was sincerely good for her. She knew, but what about her father? Will her father also put her happiness first? And her mother had always followed her father's words before. She could stop her once, and could she stop her second and third times?

Compared with her lifelong event, she suddenly felt that it was not important that some of the exclusions of the noble daughter before, the slaves discussing how lucky the second sister was, and that her legitimate daughter was not as good as a concubine daughter, etc.

Only then did she understand her mother's intention to make her second sister a good friend. If her father insisted on doing his own thing, the only thing that could be stopped was this second sister who married into a high school.

"Sister Yan, do you have any worries?" Su Yiqing was in a good mood, so she asked more. From the moment Meng Yan entered the door, she felt that the little girl was absent-minded, as if something was wrong. After all, she had a sister. On the eve of her wedding, I hope that the whole family would be happy, so just treat it as a good deed.

"No, no." Meng Yan lowered her head and lowered her eyes.

Su Yiqing didn't ask questions, and it was probably not a troublesome thing to say that, so she lowered her head to taste the tea.

After a long time, Meng Yan whispered: "Second sister, are you very happy to be a bride?"

A simple sentence stopped Su Yiqing. In fact, she could just say it perfunctorily. But Meng Yan must not want to get a simple yes or no, so she said: "It depends on what everyone thinks. If you are not willing to get married, you must not be very happy. If you are willing, you will naturally be happy."

"Second Sister, are you willing?" After asking this, Meng Yan immediately wanted to close her mouth. How could she ask such a question? She panickedly wanted to make up for it. "Second Sister, I didn't mean that I didn't mean that your marriage was not good..."

Meng Yan felt more and more wrong, and she couldn't continue. What happened to her today? Or she should say goodbye and stop talking, otherwise she would have ulterior motives, but she really didn't have this intention. If she just left that way, it would seem like something. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)

ps: I caught a cold, it must be a little later, sorry.
Chapter completed!