Fox Demon: Huaizhu is not a concubine, and hegemony has no wife

the seventh day of July

early morning

The sun had just broken through the clouds and hit the ground, and Shenhuoshan Villa was already bustling with activity.

Dongfang Qinlan stood behind her sister, looking with some envy at the maid busy dressing her sister in her wedding dress.

It was an exquisite phoenix coronet and a bright red dress embroidered with vivid auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes.

The married girl is sitting in front of the mirror. The girl in the mirror wears a pearl fork on her head, has a rosy face and autumn water in her eyes.

"From today on, you are no longer the eldest daughter of Shenhuoshan Villa, but someone else's wife."

Dongfang Huaizhu looked at himself in the mirror, with anticipation in his heart, looking forward to the change of his identity.

Mrs. Wang stood behind Dongfang Huaizhu, looking at the beautiful girl in the mirror. Even though she was also a girl, she was distracted for a moment.

After a while, Mrs. Wang came back to her senses, picked up the comb that the maid placed on the plate next to her, walked behind Dongfang Huaizhu, and combed Dongfang Huaizhu's black hair herself.

"A comb raised to the level of eyebrows."

"Two combs fly together."

"Three combs bind us together forever."

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"Bang bang..."

There was a huge explosion, followed by the sound of people blowing trumpets and playing happy music.

At the door, eighty-one sandalwood boxes were filled to the brim with pearls and jade, sparkling with brilliance.

Rows of maids in goose yellow jackets and skirts lined up in front of a sedan chair on a high platform lifted by sixteen strong men.

"Miss Huaizhu, it's time to get into the sedan chair."

Mrs. Wang combed her hair and whispered to Dongfang Huaizhu, looking at the grand scene outside with envy.

This kind of wedding is what many women dream of.

Dongfang Huaizhu stood up slowly, and the sixteen maids who had been waiting beside her hurried forward and lifted up Dongfang Huaizhu's long skirt that looked like a blooming peony.

When I walked out of the room, I saw my sister standing in the room, also dressed in festive clothes.

"Congratulations, sister."

Dongfang Qinlan laughed out loud.

Dongfang Huaizhu's beautiful eyes drooped slightly, with a hint of guilt.

"Sister, hurry up and go, or it will be too late."

Dongfang Qinlan urged.

Dongfang Huaizhu nodded and then stepped out of the door.

In front of the door, there was a saddle, and on the ground in front of the saddle were three walnuts.

Dongfang Huaizhu had already known the wedding ceremony these days. He stepped forward and crushed the three walnuts, which symbolized breaking the evil spirit, keeping the child, and securing wealth.

After crushing three walnuts, Dongfang Huaizhu finally stepped over the saddle.

The men carrying the sedan lowered it, someone lifted the curtain, and Dongfang Huaizhu stepped into the sedan.

"Get up the sedan."

The polite official shouted loudly.

The sixteen big men responded loudly, and the sedan chair was lifted steadily. Immediately, people around raised the flag of Shenhuoshan Villa, some in front, some behind, shouting.

The sedan chair was lifted up and headed towards the Huai River.

Behind him were the disciples of the villa carrying sandalwood boxes, stretching out as far as the eye could see.

The journey from Shenhuoshan Villa to Huaishui River is no less than ten miles, and the whole way is decorated with red and magnificent scenes.

The reason why it was carried to the Huai River was because Dongfang Huaizhu was getting married, and her husband's family was still in Shenhuoshan Villa. The positions of her parents' home and her husband's home did not change, so this was unnecessary.

"Bang bang..."

Suddenly, the sound of drums rang out. In front of the sedan chair, an elder of the villa flew up, spread his hands and started fire. Flames filled the sky. The sky, which was still dim in the morning, was now a sea of ​​red.

Dongfang Huaizhu sat upright in the carriage, listening to the loud drums and music outside. He felt inexplicably curious and bit his lip slightly. Finally, he could not bear it any longer and gently lifted the curtain with two slender fingers.

She discovered that the bustle outside was far greater than she had imagined. Even the roaring Huai River nearby could not cover up the deafening sound of drums and music.

Dongfang Huaizhu couldn't help but look towards the Huai River and saw the bamboo pavilion built beside a bamboo forest, close to the Huai River.

"July 7th, Bamboo Pavilion by the Huai River."

Dongfang Huaizhu muttered softly, feeling happy in his heart.

"Zheng!"

The sound of swords rang out, along with the sound of drums and music, as if celebrating her wedding.

Dongfang Huaizhu couldn't help but look up, and saw the sky above the bamboo pavilion. Wang Quan Baiye was holding a sword and leading the flames spewed out by several elders of Shenhuoshan Villa, creating a beautiful scene in the sky.

The young master of Wangquan Villa showed his elegance at this moment. Many women looked up and watched as the flames drawn by the sword energy of this sword genius formed a vivid fire dragon in the sky.

As if sensing something, Wang Quan Baiye lowered his head, and his eyes met with Dongfang Huaizhu who had lifted the curtain.

Dongfang Huaizhu nodded politely.

Wang Quan Baiye forced a smile, feeling a sense of melancholy for no reason in his heart.

Dongfang Huaizhu quickly drew down the curtain and sat upright in the sedan chair, frowning slightly: "From now on, you must have less contact with this person."

From then on, she was no longer the eldest daughter of the Dongfang family. Others would no longer call her Miss Huaizhu or the eldest daughter, but would call her 'Mrs. Su'.

The travel time for the wedding procession had already been calculated. They marched in a grand manner until they reached the Huai River, where they offered sacrifices to heaven and earth. The sedan chair was then carried back to Shenhuoshan Villa.

The sedan moved slowly along the way.

At the beginning, Dongfang Huaizhu was full of excitement and anticipation, but as time passed, he was already very tired from preparing for the wedding. He got up very early today and became more and more exhausted. He gradually became drowsy in the sedan chair.

Just when Dongfang Huaizhu was about to fall asleep, the sedan suddenly shook and the girl woke up with a start.

At this time, I heard the maid's quiet reminder that it was time to get off the sedan chair.

Obviously, we have arrived at Shenhuoshan Villa.

Dongfang Huaizhu pursed her lips, and with the help of her maid, she put on a red veil.

After getting off the sedan chair, she saw through the residual light from under the red veil that the entrance to the villa was covered with colorful brocade.

Dongfang Huaizhu walked steadily, not daring to be negligent, because what he was standing on was the 'family seat'.

Every time she took a step, a maid would pave the way in front of her, which meant "passing on from generation to generation".

Next to him, Dongfang Yuping is holding a silver-gilt spittoon and a gold-inlaid urinal, demonstrating the idea of ​​"treating death as if it were life."

Soon, they stepped into the gate of the villa.

Here, the maid leading the way stopped, and Dongfang Huaizhu also stopped.

Dongfang Huaizhu no longer cared about what the people around her were saying. She just felt that the man she was going to marry was standing at the door, looking at her, and seemed to be bowing to her.

Then, Dongfang Huaizhu also bent down and saluted him.

However, the distance between the two seemed to be too close, and their heads bumped into each other.

The veil on his head was slightly tilted, revealing his profile. Dongfang Huaizhu whispered, "Lucky to meet you."

Su Mu was slightly startled, then smiled:

"Three lifetimes of luck."

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