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"Have you seen the bride?"

"Look, look, even though she's covered with a red veil, I don't believe she's not an unparalleled beauty with that figure and those hands!"

"When they got engaged a month ago, I saw the bride's true appearance. She looked so beautiful, wow~" Mrs. Chen looked very proud.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding women urged, "The Mo family only invited the heads of several large families to the engagement banquet, and we weren't able to attend. Madam Chen, please tell me, how beautiful is this bride?"

Madam Chen asked mysteriously, "Everyone has seen Madam Luo from the capital, right?"

"Mrs. Luo was the most beautiful woman in the capital before she got married. I've seen her before."

The Madam Luo mentioned by Mrs. Chen was the most beautiful woman in the capital. When she married the prime minister of the time, the female relatives were also present and had seen her.

"Could it be that this Chu is even more beautiful than Madam Luo?"

Madam Chen glanced mysteriously at the women around her and said, "She's more than a hundred times more beautiful! Young Master Mo never took his eyes off his wife. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I even blushed when I saw her."

The female members of the family were extremely curious and thought that they must get along well with the eldest lady of the Mo family in the future. They also wanted to see how this beauty, who was a hundred times more beautiful than Mrs. Luo, could be so stunning.

After all, who doesn't love looking at beautiful women? Just looking at them can make you eat a few more mouthfuls of food.

Regardless of the guests' thoughts and feelings, the atmosphere at the wedding was still warm and festive. As night fell, the celebration gradually drew to a close.

When the first firework bloomed brilliantly in the night sky, everyone's eyes involuntarily moved away from their wine glasses and looked up at the dazzling light.

The colorful fireworks not only lit up the night sky, but also illuminated the entire Suzhuang.

The servants outside the bridal chamber were all sent away by the eldest young master.

The red bed quilt made the beauty's skin look particularly rosy, and Mo Heng kissed her over and over again in fascination.

Chu Jun felt Mo Heng's warm body hugging her from behind.

"I've sent the people outside away. Madam, you can scream louder..."

One hand pinched his chin, freeing his lower lip from between his teeth, and Chu Jun finally couldn't help but hum.

"Madam, your voice is so beautiful." Mo Heng encouraged the beauty in her ear.

Chu Jun felt that her intuition was probably wrong. Could she really trust her husband when he was acting so strangely?

No matter what Chu Jun thought, this night would always be longer than usual...

[In the south there is a jujube tree, overgrown with kudzu. A gentleman who enjoys himself will be blessed.]

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"Qu Niang, did you go to the Mo Mansion to make clothes for Madam Mo?"

It was about to be winter, and the winery business was a little slow. The owner of the winery was greeting customers at the door when he saw the famous embroiderer of the winery going to the Mo Mansion.

Qu Niang looked at her acquaintance and greeted him, "Yes, it's almost winter, I need to go to the Mo family to take another measurement for Madam Mo."

"Mrs. Mo really likes the clothes you make. It's been five or six years now, and she has been asking you to come over every year." Everyone on the street knows that Mrs. Mo only wears clothes made by Qu Niang, and she doesn't like clothes made by other embroiderers. Qu Niang has been envied by many people over the years.

"Maybe the clothes I made are more in line with Madam Mo's aesthetic." When talking about the sensitive topic, Qu Niang laughed it off, changed the subject, said hello to the lady on the road, and left.

Only Qu Niang herself knew the actual situation. The reason why she was able to make clothes for the wife of the Mo family every year was simply because she was the most tight-lipped.

Probably, the people in the city would not know that the mistress of the wealthy Mo family would be a man.

Qu Niang recalled the scene when she first met Madam Mo six years ago, as if it were just yesterday.

At that time, the eldest son of the Mo family had just taken over the position of head of the family, and he was called by the head of the Mo family to make clothes for his wife.

The beauty in a moon-white gown has a tall and straight figure and a temperament as elegant as orchid.

His face was like a carved piece of jade, his brows radiating a subtle scholarly air, his demeanor gentle and refined. His smile was like a spring breeze, both warm and refreshing, and his words and actions naturally revealed his noble upbringing and inner purity.

His eyes were clear and deep, as if they could see through people's hearts, yet they always carried a soft glow that made people involuntarily drawn to him. In him, Qu Niang felt a gentleness that could make people drown in it.

If Qu Niang had not married early, she would not have been able to resist such a handsome man.

"Even a monk who chants scriptures wouldn't be able to resist such a gentle place," Qu Niang thought.

After meeting Chu Jun, Qu Niang did not feel any aversion to the idea of ​​two men getting married. Instead, she felt that a young man with such a graceful demeanor and a man like the head of the Mo family were a perfect match made in heaven.

Perhaps her attitude satisfied the Mo family, and from then on, all of Mrs. Mo's clothes were custom-made by Qu Niang.

"Dong Dong Dong" Qu Niang came to the back door of the Mo family mansion with tools.

The servants in the mansion heard the knock on the door and came to open it. Seeing the person outside, they smiled and said, "Qu Niang, are you here to measure our lady's clothes? Come in quickly."

Qu Niang came here often, and most of the servants in the mansion knew her, so they brought him in directly.

Qu Niang followed the servant into the depths of the courtyard. The paths in the courtyard were complicated, and even though she had been there many times, Qu Niang couldn't remember the way.

In wealthy families like the Mo family, servants were all well-dressed. Even the lowest-ranking laundry slaves were dressed simply and neatly, usually in a long blue cloth gown, an apron around the waist, a cloth hat, and cloth shoes. The hems and cuffs might have patches, but overall they were clean and neat, a sign of respectability for a wealthy family.

Only clean clothes and cloth shoes can prevent dust from gathering in the nobleman's courtyard.

Madam Mo lived in the inner courtyard. If one wanted to go into the inner courtyard of the Mo Mansion through the back door, one had to pass through the magnificent backyard garden.

The garden is intricately laid out, featuring rockeries, ponds, pavilions, and towers, each displaying ingenious design. It looks like an exquisite painting, with every step a new one.

In the pond, colorful koi fish swim freely, resembling a vivid watercolor painting. On the rockery, the water gurgles, and clear spring water flows down through the rocks, making a pleasant sound, as if telling an ancient story.

This place is like a paradise, far away from the hustle and bustle, quiet and beautiful.

However, not everyone can enjoy such beautiful scenery.

Only the nobles in the palace are qualified to enter the inner courtyard.

The servants had to keep a certain distance and walk through the corridor at the side of the courtyard.

The servant led Qu Niang through the long corridor beside the courtyard. But in the Mo Mansion, even ordinary corridors were ingenious.

Sometimes there are a few small windows on both sides of the corridor, through which the servants can also get a glimpse of the beautiful garden scenery in the inner courtyard.

Just a quick glance can make the servants temporarily forget the heavy work and hardships of life.

After passing through a long corridor, crossing a bridge, and passing through an arched door, we arrived at the inner courtyard of the Mo Mansion.

Originally, this was where the women of the Mo family lived. Ever since the eldest son of the Mo family took over the position of head of the family, those women were relocated to other villas. So only Chu Yun, another owner of the Mo family, lived here permanently.

The courtyard is spacious and exquisitely laid out, symmetrical around the central axis. The buildings and bamboo forests on both sides present a harmonious symmetrical beauty.

At the center of the inner courtyard is a hall with carved beams and painted buildings. Its roof is covered with glazed tiles, which sparkle in the sun. Under the eaves hang exquisite wind chimes, which emit pleasant sounds when the breeze blows.

After passing through a short bamboo forest, you can hear the melodious sound of the guzheng. The sound of the guzheng is crisp and pleasant, like the gurgling of a mountain stream or the chirping of birds in the forest, cheerful yet elegant.

"Perhaps Master Mo is playing music to amuse his mistress again." The composer and the servant understood this and did not enter the courtyard to disturb the two masters. They waited at the door until the music ended.

When the song ended, the servant waiting at the door came forward and said to his master, "Master, the composer is here."

As for why the Madam was nowhere to be seen, the servant knew without guessing that it was probably because the Master had displeased the Madam again and was kicked out by her.