At an auspicious time, Jiang Fusang arrived at the main courtyard of the villa.

The courtyard was filled with people, all of whom were congratulatory guests. They all cheered and clapped their hands when the bride appeared.

The slaps stopped, and the noise started again.

Jiang Fusang was keenly aware that someone was being surrounded and walking toward her, and she stood quietly one step away.

——It must be Hu Qilang.

The two of them just stood there blankly, and the guests laughed again when they saw this.

The girl holding Jiang Fusang's right arm came close to her ear and said, "Look, the seventh brother is so happy!"

Jiang Fusang faintly heard a slight cough and sensed the nervousness of the person opposite her. She also lowered her head, showing the proper shyness of a bride.

The bride-to-be appeared happily, thrust a piece of red silk into their hands respectively, and then signaled the groom to turn around and guide the bride forward.

The accompanying girls let go of their hands. Jiang Fusang held the veil in one hand and the red silk in the other. He lowered his eyes and stared at the hem of Xuan Hao's robe from under the barrier.

The person in front moved extremely slowly, and she slowly followed.

One after the other, the two of them walked slowly through the atrium with a few steps between them.

When entering the main hall, there is a threshold.

Jiang Fusang noticed it and was about to take a step when his elbow was suddenly held by someone: "Be careful where you step."

The groom who was walking in front suddenly turned around, just to remind the bride to watch the road carefully. The guests burst into laughter, and the whole hall burst into laughter.

Jiang Fusang nodded slightly and followed his guidance and crossed the threshold.

Hu Qilang probably felt uncomfortable being teased, and when he saw her standing firm, he immediately let go.

The newlyweds take their seats, bow, kneel to heaven and earth, and respect their parents... over and over again, which is as cumbersome as the Beijing Mausoleum.

"The ceremony is completed——"

Following this loud shout, the music immediately started to grow louder.

Young men and women appeared out of nowhere, surrounded them, clapped their hands and sang.

"Prepare your salary, and the three stars are in the sky. Tonight or later, I will see this beloved man. My son is here, my son is here. Where can such a beloved man be?"

"Thinking carefully, the three stars are in the corner. Today or on any night, I see this encounter. I am here, my son is here, how can I meet like this?"

"Preparation is in order, and three stars are at home. Tonight or any other day, I see such a charming person. My son is here, my son is here, how can he be so charming?"

The emotion of joy is the most contagious.

In the room full of blessings and melodious singing, even though Jiang Fusang didn't take this auspicious gift seriously, his heart couldn't help but become light and bright, as if there was really something worth looking forward to.

The cheerful and warm atmosphere lasted until the newlyweds were escorted into Qinglu.

When he was able to sit down, Jiang Fusang's arms were stiff, but he still looked very elegant.

Men and women crowded into the green house, all clamoring to see the bride.

If the escort girls and the Hu family's brother and sister-in-law hadn't joined forces to block her, these people would have almost made a scene in front of the bride.

"What are you waiting for, Old Seven! Why don't you hurry up and take off the mask?"

There was a chorus of echoes, and the commotion did not stop for a long time.

Some people even reached out to pull the bride, so Jiang Fusang had to step aside to avoid it.

Suddenly, there was a slight cough.

The noise suddenly disappeared, and the room fell into silence, which was a bit eerie.

Jiang Fusang could tell that this cough was different from the fake cough he had just made to relieve tension in the atrium.

Through the feather fan, I could vaguely see a tall figure approaching from the gap.

According to etiquette, the groom must be teased before he is allowed to come to the bride.

Obviously, the people planning the wedding had something in mind and skipped these hurdles.

As for what to take into account, Jiang Fusang could vaguely guess.

Then she saw the figure bowing to her: "Madam, please give me a fan."

Jiang Fusang paused, and slowly moved the barrier away without waiting for his second or third invitation.

The moment the barrier moved away, his head tilted inward subconsciously, and then he slowly turned to the person in front of him and raised his eyes.

Sighs arose everywhere——

Everyone praised the bride for her youthful appearance and unique grace.

The two people in the center looked at each other, and they were both a little surprised.

The commander, Heng, was stunned for a long time, came to his senses, and saluted again.

Jiang Fusang lowered his eyebrows and returned the gift.

Then he was relatively speechless.

Jiang Fusang's eyes were flowing like a stream of autumn water. He was generous enough for others to look at him, and he was also generous enough to look at the groom.

Under the public gaze, Hu Changheng was looked at by her like this, and a light blush gradually appeared on his pale cheeks.

This naturally caused a lot of laughter and banter.

"Okay, okay! Now that the bride has been wedded, it's time for the couple to stay together!"

The maid comes in and offers the sacrificial wine, and the newlyweds first perform the sacrificial ceremony on the same cell mat, then sprinkle the wine and offer it to heaven and earth.

Then the two of them sat down at the same table and ate together.

After eating the meat, each holding a ladle of wine, it means that the couple has become one and has become a family since then.

After drinking the Hexin wine, according to custom, the pair of gourds and gourds connected by colored threads should be thrown to the ground. If one is pointing up in the sky and the other is lying on the ground, it is regarded as "good luck".

The two of them threw the ladle out at the same time——

Cheers rang out, and the cheers came to a sudden halt.

It is unlucky for the two ladles to fall to the ground at the same time.

Faced with this situation, there was a moment of silence in the venue.

Seeing this, Mrs. Cen, the eldest sister-in-law, hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "I looked at the one on the right that was clearly facing upwards. The wind was strong, so I couldn't stand upright and was blown over!"

"Yes, I saw it just now..."

"That's right..."

Amid the murmurs, a small cloud that had just gathered seemed to dissipate.

Seeing that a thin layer of sweat had broken out on Captain Heng's forehead, Mr. Cen exchanged a look with Mr. Si Di and Mr. Xue. They greeted everyone, "The banquet is about to begin. The bride has also seen it. Let's take a seat in the front yard and have a glass of wedding wine first!"

Most of the people who came to get married were members of the clan, and they knew something about Chief Heng's situation, so they didn't dare to go too far just now, and now they had no reason to hold on, and they all left Qinglu after sending congratulations.

Mr. Cen and Mr. Xue walked at the end. Before putting down the curtain, they glanced at the seventh brother, who was slightly clumsy compared to the bride, and couldn't help but cover their lips and chuckle.

Really, no matter how smart a person is, he has become a fool today.

Finally, only the two of them were left in Qinglu.

For Jiang Fusang, Hu Changheng was indeed a bit beyond her expectation.

He obviously came from a family of military commanders, but he had no resemblance to the warriors in his impression. His black hair was tied high, his eyebrows were handsome, and he seemed to be a bit Confucian. His figure was also tall, but he was very thin.

Mostly due to a long illness, his face was pale and bluish, and now he was slightly flushed. Under the background of the joy, he looked a little more energetic, which also diluted his sickly look.

Hu Changheng couldn't be as upright as her, even if he glanced at her secretly, he would stop at it.

At first glance, what I saw was snow-skinned, black hair, and beautiful face.

At the second glance, what I saw was full of autumn water and faint spring mountains.

The third eye... their eyes met, and they were caught red-handed.

The commander hesitated for a moment, and just as he was thinking about how to respond, Jiang Fusang smiled and said, "Master, don't you sit down?"

Commander Heng cleared his throat and said: "The hall is full of guests today, and I have to go and socialize for a while. You sit down, I will be back later."

Jiang Fusang nodded: "Then, Mr. Lang will come back early."

When Commander Heng walked out of the green hut, his pace seemed to be the same as before, but Nan Quan could see at a glance that the young master was somewhat in the same boat!

He came forward and asked thiefly: "Master, have you met the young lady? How is it?"

Hu Changheng glanced at him and said nothing, but the raised corners of his lips could not deceive anyone.
Chapter completed!