Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

"One should put on makeup in the boudoir, like competing with spring beauty in the morning breeze. Just ask a young peach by a green pond, how can it compare to a beautiful body against bronze." Xing'er ran into the room happily and recited aloud Helan Ting's poem urging her to put on makeup.

"Oh, the groom can't wait. Look at the poem he wrote. He almost praises our bride to the sky." Mrs. Wei covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her tone full of teasing.

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this and looked towards Lin Xi who was sitting in front of the dressing table. The hairdresser had already done a bun for her and was placing a jeweled, gold-carved and jade-carved phoenix crown on her head.

"I'm afraid the groom will have to wait a little longer. The bride has just combed her hair and hasn't put on her clothes yet." The hair-combing lady said slowly.

"Go and tell the groom quickly that his poem is not good and he should write five more. Otherwise, he won't be able to take away this beautiful bride today." Madam Chu also came forward and said sourly that her blockhead couldn't win the heart of the beauty and was still drinking at home today. Only she, as her mother, could vent her anger for her. She must not let He Lanting take the beauty away like this today.

Everyone was unaware of Chu Yu and Lin Xi's past and thought that she was trying to make Lin Xi proud. After all, composing poems to urge the bride to get ready was a common thing, but composing six poems in a row would test the groom's quick wit. A bride who could only be invited after six poems to urge her to get ready must be a beautiful lady with excellent character and beauty. The couple was a talented couple and it would surely be a good story if they were told about it.

"Yes, yes, yes, you have to write five poems in a row, not one less." Wei Guannan also wanted to see what kind of charm this man had that could make a talented and beautiful woman like Sister Lin fall in love with him, so he echoed from the side.

So Xing'er happily ran out of the courtyard and told the answer inside. The other young masters were very happy. He Lanting's classmate and good friend Min Ziqian patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Pingchuan, it seems that the bride is not very satisfied with your poem. If the teacher knew about it, he would definitely scold you for not being good enough in learning."

He Lanting was not angry. He just bowed and said, "Let me think about it for a moment." In just a moment, the first poem urging the girls to get dressed came out of his mouth, followed by the second, the third... a total of five poems urging the girls to get dressed, all in one go.

The boy behind him who was copying poems with paper and pen had not yet finished memorizing the previous one, but Helan Ting's next one came out of his mouth. He could only hurriedly ask the person next to him for help. The person next to him shook him for a long time before he came to his senses and hurriedly told the boy what he still remembered.

Everyone was also shocked by Helan Ting's fluent and eloquent manner. After a while, someone shouted "good" first, and the crowd seemed to react and burst into cheers. Xing'er was also infected by the warm atmosphere, her little face flushed, and she ran back with the poem copied by the boy.

"Girl! Girl!" As Xing'er shouted excitedly, the pages of poetry, whose ink had not yet dried, were passed from hand to hand among the ladies in the room.

After a moment, everyone handed the poems to Lin Xi with reluctance. At this time, she was already wearing an outer coat, the same as Helan Ting's, with a red background and black surface, but with several more layers, and the patterns on the lower skirt of the outer robe were much more complicated. The black skirt was gorgeous, and with the lush and shining golden flower phoenix crown on her head, she looked like the most dazzling Wei purple in the garden of flowers, the most dazzling one among all the flowers.

The phoenix crown on her head was very heavy. Lin Xi felt her neck stiff. She wanted to lower her head to read the poems, but she didn't dare to move too much. Seeing this, Wei Guannan hurried forward to take it from her and read each poem to her one by one.

Lin Xi gave her a grateful smile. After reading all the makeup poems to Lin Xi, Wei Guannan smiled and said, "The other poems are okay, but this one, 'It is said that you put on rouge under the candlelight, don't pretend in front of the mirror. You don't need to put on too much makeup on your face, just leave your eyebrows for the painter' is the best."

"Oh, the words and phrases in this poem are all mediocre. I don't think it can compare to the previous ones." A lady nearby expressed a different opinion.

"You girls are learning poetry in a pedantic way. When it comes to composing poetry, the choice of words and sentences is secondary. True feelings are the most touching. Listen to what our groom said, 'There is no need to put on too much makeup on my face, as I will leave my eyebrows to be painted'. Doesn't it seem that he can't wait to see the bride and be the one to paint her eyebrows?" Madam Wei laughed and clapped her hands.

The girl just now also came to her senses and her face turned red with embarrassment. Lin Xi's cheeks also blushed slightly amid the jokes of others and tied the last belt.

"The bride is coming out!" With a joyful shout, the tightly closed door was finally opened. The princes and nobles standing in the yard saw a group of ladies coming out, and the one in the middle was the protagonist of today.

She was tall, with pearls and jade rings around her, supported by a maid, and holding a fan in one hand to cover her face. Although her face could not be seen clearly, the hand holding the fan handle was slender, graceful, white and smooth like jade. Just by looking at this hand, one could imagine the peerless face behind the fan.

He Lanting stood there in a daze, and was pushed by Min Ziqian behind him before he reacted. He showed the happiest smile of his life on his face, walked forward slowly and firmly, and took Lin Xi's other hand from the maid.

Lin Xi turned her head slightly and saw from the side of the fan the genuine smile on He Lanting's face that was as warm as the spring sun. For some reason, she suddenly started laughing too.

But she soon stopped laughing, because then she deeply understood why the rules and etiquette of her ancestors in her own world were not passed down, because they were really - too tiring.

For the next whole day, she first held He Lanting's hand and went with him to pay farewell to the tablets of the original owner's father and mother, and then got on the bridal sedan. She originally thought that since the first and second rooms were so close, they would arrive quickly, but unexpectedly the sedan went straight out of the gate, and the wedding procession went around the city twice, extending the journey that was originally less than half a quarter of an hour to an hour.

After finally entering the gate of the Anguo Mansion, she had to busy herself with welcoming the emperor. She was the bride, and although she didn't have to kneel and wait at the gate with everyone else, she had to wear a phoenix crown weighing several kilograms on her head, and she felt too tired even to lie down, let alone sit up straight and with an upright posture on the edge of the bed.

After Emperor Hui entered the palace, she was invited to the hall to thank the emperor and worship heaven and earth together with Helan Ting.

"Bow to Heaven and Earth!" The two men bowed to the emperor who was sitting at the top.

"Second bow to my parents!" Then he bowed to the Duke Anguo and his wife.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!" The two of them held red silk in their hands and bowed face to face.

"The ceremony is completed! Send it to the bridal chamber!"

Everyone rushed to the bridal chamber to see the bride, praised her beauty, envied the groom's good fortune, and made a lot of noise and laughter for a while. Only after everyone left did the bridal chamber become quiet.

The setting sun is dim, and the newlyweds are in their wedding room.

He Lanting was helped in drunk by Heng Zhi, but after the young men who wanted to continue to force him to drink left, he opened his pair of bright and affectionate eyes and looked at his newlywed wife who was sitting on the bed with her head lowered.