The Concubine's Daughter Travels Through Time and Space and Takes the Road of Confrontation

After sitting in the back for about a quarter of an hour, the bridesmaid estimated the sky and came to the door. She saw a crack in the door that was originally closed. She pushed the door open and saw the bride sitting on the bed with a red veil covering her head. The bridesmaid breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward to tidy up the messy bedding, and sat down on the small kang under the south window.

She started by talking about the rules for getting in and out of the sedan chair and sitting in the room: the veil cannot be lifted, no talking is allowed, and once you sit down, you cannot move around.

The bride remained silent throughout the whole process, occasionally nodding in response.

Firecrackers blasted several times, urging the bride to marry. The bridesmaid helped the bride into the bridal sedan chair. Amidst the crowd's congratulations, Lü Jijiu, with his men straining, his old face flushed red, climbed onto his horse in one go. He led the wedding procession through the streets, all the way to the Lü residence, accompanied by music and drums.

Almost all the servants in the mansion went to the main gate to watch the excitement. At the gate of Guan's courtyard, only a drunken old woman was left to guard the gate.

No one noticed a little maid carrying a quilt on her shoulders as she walked out of the aunt's yard and headed to the back. A carriage was parked in the cluttered back alley of the Cheng'en Marquis's mansion.

Lord Lu was forced to drink a few glasses of wine, and his eyes and ears were hot. He was swaying on the horse's back. The servant who was leading the horse slowed down for fear that he would fall off.

Roujia sat on the second floor of the teahouse, drinking tea in a bored mood. She had asked Ning An to go out for a walk today, but Ning An asked her to wait for her in the teahouse first. Half an incense stick of time had passed, but she still hadn't shown up.

Hearing the noise on the street, Roujia curiously stuck her head out of the window. It turned out that someone was getting married, but the groom looked too old. Roujia curled her lips.

Hey, something seems amiss. A man was following behind the wedding procession, stumbling along, occasionally wiping his face with his sleeve, looking deeply saddened.

There are already many people who like to gossip around this man. The news that the empress in the palace gave the bride a box of books on women's rules and training as a dowry has spread. It's really hard for us not to think too much about your behavior, brother.

"Brother, why are you crying so sadly?" someone began to ask.

Li Ming paused in wiping his tears and cupped his hands, "I'm so sorry, my wife passed away so young. Whenever I see other people getting married, I can't help but think of the time when I married her."

"Hey, I thought—" Seeing that there was no excitement, the man frowned and lectured, "Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you. You look like a scholar, but you are so unrefined in your actions. Lord Lu is getting married, and you, a grown man, are crying behind the bridal sedan. Isn't it misleading?"

"I'm sorry, I, I feel really bad." Li Ming wiped away his tears. He didn't dare to cry anymore. It would be bad if it implicated Siwei.

Roujia was almost getting impatient when she saw Lu Xiaosan at the stairs. "Hmph, where have you been? I've been waiting for you for almost half an hour."

Lu Yun clasped her hands together and said, "I'm sorry. I apologize. I was delayed on the way by bravely helping others. Please forgive me for my mistakes. The shop has specially released a batch of new cloud shoulder styles for the outing. They haven't been sold to the public yet. How about you take your pick first?"

Roujia's anger subsided a little after hearing this. "Then it's settled. Let's go over there quickly."

The Lu family, already small, had been reduced to just three or four tables of guests under Lu Rong's arrangement, most of whom were his father's colleagues. The younger ones didn't dare to offend their superiors, while the older ones, proud of their status, were dismissive. Only a few women who enjoyed watching the fun followed the bride into the bridal chamber.

Seeing the bride sitting quietly on the bed, not at all like the unruly widow as rumored, the women felt bored and left after sitting for a while.

Only then did the bridesmaid realize that someone was missing. Miss Yinqiao had disappeared. Today was the wedding day, and the boundaries between her parents' home and her husband's home had to be clearly defined. She definitely couldn't send anyone back to her parents' home to look for her, so she could only wait three days to return.

Lu Jijiu was Chen Siye's superior, and Mrs. Chen brought her daughter to the Lu family to watch the fun, wanting to see what the ceremony of a widow remarrying was like. Looking at the whole process, if it weren't for the Lu family's frugality, it would basically be no different from marrying a new bride.

What's so funny is that I don't know what Aunt Lu was thinking. The red gauze curtains in the bridal chamber were embroidered with a pattern of melons and melons, and the bright red quilt on the bed was embroidered with a picture of hundreds of children and grandchildren.

Thinking of Lord Lu's appearance, Chen suppressed a smile and said to her daughter, "Everyone says the bride is a great beauty. She's in her thirties but looks like she's in her twenties. But I don't think so. Being a widow must be hard. The bride's hands are a bit rough."

This further strengthened Mrs. Chen's determination to find a good husband for her daughter.

After Lu Rong saw off the last guest, she saw her father was already drunk and needed help to stand. She rolled her eyes and ordered the kitchen to prepare another table and bring it to her father's study in the front yard.

My brother and I each supported our father as he walked to the study.

Lu Rong picked up the wine glass and said, "Father, today is your big day. Your daughter would like to toast you." A relieved smile appeared on Lu Jijiu's flushed face. "Sister Rong, hiccups, you are finally sensible." He picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Taking the wine jug and filling it up again, Lu Rong raised the cup again and said, "Father, good things come in pairs. I offer you another toast."

Seeing his father finish the wine in the glass, Lu Rong winked at his younger brother.

Luzon toasted twice in succession, and then the brother and sister stood up together to toast again. In this way, one cup left and one cup right made Lu Jijiu drunk and he lay unconscious on the couch.

Lu Rong called out to his father a few times in a low voice. Seeing no response from his father, a flicker of satisfaction flashed across his eyes. It wasn't that easy to climb over his siblings and pretend to be their elder!

The dragon and phoenix candles in the Lu family's new house were lit all night, but there was no sign of the groom.

Li Ming's family had some assets, and upon hearing the news that Guan Siwei was about to get married, he was extremely anxious. He found an excuse to go out and inspect business, and without telling his parents and wife, he traveled all the way to Kyoto, just to have a face-to-face talk with her.

Seeing her get married, Li Ming was heartbroken and finally gave up. After getting a small jar of wine, Li Ming returned to his residence in a daze. The servant was already used to it and brought him the food that had been prepared long ago.

He didn't know what was so good about this widow surnamed Guan. She was so charming and would burst into tears before she could even finish her words, but she had bewitched his young master to the point that he was like a fool in the village.

The next morning, Lü Jijiu woke from his hangover with a splitting headache. He drank two large cups of tea and a bowl of hangover soup before he felt better. It was already impolite to leave his wife alone in the empty room last night, and now it was already dawn.

Lord Lu washed up, changed into a newly made dark brown round-necked gown, and tidied up his hair. After seeing that nothing was wrong, he walked towards the backyard.

The bridal chamber was quiet. Lord Lu saw a red figure lying on the bed at the door. The lady had not woken up yet, and disturbing her rashly would be rude to her.

While he was hesitating, a moan was heard from inside the room, which made Lord Lu's heart tremble. When he reacted, the person was already standing beside the bed.

"lady?"