How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

She was wearing a red wedding dress with golden embroidered fish on the sleeves and hem. But the fish were crooked and had a strange shape.

What the hell? Getting married today? How come I didn't know?

She was still a little confused when Cuihua pushed her in front of the dressing table.

Dong Xiaohuan combed her hair with a wooden comb: "One comb will keep you old, two combs will keep your hair as white as eyebrows, three combs will keep your children and grandchildren, four combs will bring you good luck, five combs..."

The words made her drowsy, but Dong Xiaohuan's voice was full of joy.

Jia Qingwu was choosing the hairpins and rings she wanted to wear. Cuihua and Aunt Xu were also there, and the room was bustling with activity.

Xia Tian's voice suddenly rang out from outside the house, "The groom is here!"

Xia Chu was covered with a red veil with a confused look on her face, and then she was put into a sedan chair and sent to another place.

She lifted her veil slightly and discovered that the room was covered in red silk with wedding characters pasted on it. Sitting on the bed made her buttocks rub against it, and there was a sound of something breaking. When she lifted her veil, she saw peanuts, longans, and chestnuts strewn all over the bed.

How do you sleep?

She took a feather duster and swept everything to the ground, then lay down on her back.

When I woke up, I found myself cooking and heard a baby crying in the house.

My daughter is crying and I need to comfort her.

She hurriedly dried her hands, picked up the child and tried to comfort him, but the child just kept crying with his mouth open. She was panicked and confused, not knowing what was going on.

Just as she was thinking about whether to go out to see a doctor, she saw two little boys covered in mud running in, calling for their mother as they ran. Then one of them hugged one of her legs, and her clothes were covered in mud.

She collapsed immediately, "Zhao Huazhang!"

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Xia Chu suddenly opened her eyes and found herself completely covered in the quilt.

It turned out to be a dream. I was so scared.

She glanced at the sunlight outside the window and saw that it was already late.

I wanted to think clearly about getting married last night, but ended up falling asleep.

I also had such a...absurd dream.

Who enters the bridal chamber, sweeps the bed, and then goes to sleep? And how could she possibly have three children? Just kill her!

She wiped away the unnecessary sweat and slowly got up.

"Miss, are you up?" Cuihua asked outside the house.

"Get up." Xia Chu put on her clothes. Cuihua came in with water for washing her face, put the towel in the basin, and went to make the bed.

After washing up, Xia Chu woke up completely. The dream she had yesterday still left her with lingering fears.

too frightening.

Arriving at Yin Ge Garden, she found a little girl she didn't recognize standing at the entrance. She looked no more than eleven or twelve years old. Her eyes lit up when she saw her. "Are you Miss Wang from Yin Ge Garden?"

Her voice was crisp and clear, and she spoke clearly. She had two small buns on her head, tied neatly with red ribbons, with two small golden bells hanging from the ends, dangling behind her ears. She looked so cute and delicate, I wondered whose little cutie she was.

Xia Chu smiled and softened her voice, "Yeah, do you have something to talk to me about?"

The girl saluted, very politely and respectfully. It was obvious that she had been well-educated. "I heard that you can trade stories for wine here. I wonder if that's true."

"That's right." Xia Chu looked at her. Her clothes were neat and clean, made of fine cotton. And what story could such a young girl have? She couldn't drink either.

"My name is Chen Yujing. I have a story. Miss, would you be willing to help me solve it?" The little girl's eyes were clear and filled with a little expectation.

"Of course, but," Xia Chu paused, "little girls can't drink."

Chen Yujing smiled, revealing two sweet dimples. She shook her head, and the bell behind her ear rang crisply. "I don't want to drink. I came here for someone else."

"Okay, please come in." Xia Chu led the others to his study and asked Cuihua to bring tea and snacks. Then he ground the ink and spread the paper. "Please speak."

"I wrote it down." Chen Yujing took out a roll of paper from her sleeve and handed it over.

"Let me see." The handwriting on the paper was round and neat, with a hint of ink.

Xia Chu was even more puzzled. She didn't know much about ink, but at least her family had three scholars. The cheaper the ink, the stronger the smell. It wasn't unpleasant, but it certainly wasn't pleasant. And this kind of scented ink was generally not cheap.

She twisted the paper in her hand. It was smooth and neat, and the ink was not smudged or seep through. It was also good paper.

Can you afford such ink and paper just to exchange for a pot of wine?

Should I say that my hobbies are unique?

She glanced at Chen Yujing, who was sitting properly, with her back straight, looking at her with a smile on her face. "Do you have any questions?"

"No." She didn't speak like a little girl at all.

Xia Chu shook her head and looked at the story in her hands. The first page was the character introduction, and the more she read, the deeper her frown deepened. She flipped through the pages quickly, as if she were reading a Mary Sue novel.

Fortunately, the article was not long. After reading it, she couldn't help but pinch her nose and asked, "Who wrote this storybook?"

Chen Yujing opened her eyes wide, then laughed, appearing more lively than before. "Did you see that?"

"Well..." Xia Chu put down the story and gave a fake smile, "It should be obvious."

"I just said it wouldn't work!" Chen Yujing finished speaking, seeming to be a little proud of herself. "This is what my elder sister wrote. She insisted that I give it a try and see if I could exchange it for a pot of wine. I said no, it's obvious that this is not a true story!"

"Indeed." Xia Chu nodded. "You are very smart, but I don't know who your sister is?"

The little girl squinted her eyes and avoided answering. "Now that I've been exposed, I'll leave. Please forgive me for bothering you." After that, she ran away like a gust of wind, leaving behind the sound of a string of tinkling bells.

When Cuihua saw the others leave, she came in and asked, "Miss, did she finish her story so quickly?"

"I wrote a story, it's all made up." Xia Chu took a sip of tea, "It must be some bored young lady."

After sitting for a while, Xia Chu looked at the account book and walked around. As the sun was about to rise overhead and it was almost noon, Xia Chu suddenly became a little nervous.

Zhao Huazhang is coming soon.

Thinking of him, Xia Chu couldn't help but think of yesterday, and her face became hot.

The feeling that the relationship had suddenly taken a big step forward made her shy at the thought of meeting Zhao Huazhang.

Shy, such a strange and unusual word.

Xia Chu always thought that he was very thick-skinned, and he remained calm when he talked about wanting to get to know each other.

Hey.

This time, Zhao Huazhang did not wait in the carriage, but got off and waited at the door.

The young ladies who were in and out of Yin Ge Garden saw him and quickly walked away, covering their faces. They turned around and whispered to their sisters, "Young Master Zhao is indeed familiar with Miss Wang! He even found his way to the door! What is their relationship? I haven't heard of the second young master of the Zhao family being engaged."

When Xia Chu came out, he felt these unusual gazes. Thinking of what Dong Xiaohuan said, his heart sank.

As soon as they met, Zhao Huazhang could hardly contain his eagerness to move forward. However, after not seeing each other for just one night, he seemed to have missed her for a long time.