Chapter 613

"What do you say?" he coughed unnaturally

"Don't you feel sorry that my father didn't marry Shen ruoli?" Ye Yichen raises eyebrows and looks at old prince Jing.

In front of old prince Jing, Shen ruoli's voice and face appeared, as well as her indifference and politeness towards him. A melancholy flashed across his eyes: "it's really a pity!"

"I don't want to be like my father, so I'm going to do my best!" Night Yichen was standing tall and firm in his dark eyes. Seeing him in a trance, he suddenly found that his son had grown up with courage and skill, and was no longer the young man who needed his instruction and guidance!

"Well You can do your own business. Don't overdo it. "

"Don't worry, father. I have discretion." Ye Yichen raised her head and looked at Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue in the carriage. A sharp cold light flashed through her eyes: she valued her hairpin ceremony very much, so he sent her an unexpected gift on her and her hairpin ceremony.

Jiji is a big day for every girl, because it means that the girl has grown up and can get married.

Murong Xue's parents are dead, and there is no suitable elder in the Duke's house of the town. But Murong ye and Huibo are still working hard to prepare for her hairpin ceremony.

Huibo had drawn up a list of distinguished guests who had come to attend the hairpin ceremony. After being written by Murong Xue, he personally sent them to each family.

Murong Ye is also personally checking the layout of the mansion. He listens to the reports of his servants, which makes them sigh. The little Marquis attaches great importance to the eldest lady. She has a good brother.

The emperor and empress in the Imperial Palace also asked close people to send a congratulatory gift to show the royal family's attention to murongxue.

The officials and family members of the court also paid attention to murongxue's and Ji rites, because Ouyang Shaochen had already proposed marriage to murongxue. After murongxue and Ji, their marriage date is not far away.

Ouyang Shaochen is the best son of the Qing Yan state. It is enviable, envious and hateful that Murong Xue can marry him.

Murong snow in the capital young girls' envy, jealousy, ushered in their own and hairpin day.

The sun is bright and the Marquis of the town is in a state of happiness. The distinguished guests who watch the ceremony come one after another, and walk into the Duke's house in twos and threes.

Maids wear pine back and forth on the bluestone road and serve the guests orderly. The sound of bamboo music is lively and joyful.

In the falling snow Pavilion, Murong snow is bathing with hot water full of flowers.

After bathing, tea took a large cotton handkerchief to dry the water droplets on Murong Xue's body, and then took a cotton handkerchief to gently dry her hair. The black hair was like a waterfall, falling down, very beautiful and smooth. You can see that the red sleeve secretly sighs: the hair of the eldest lady is very good!

Dark fragrance came in with her ready-made Chinese dress and unfolded it gently. She saw a purple and smoke colored skirt with white and blue silk, and the front and skirt were decorated with large-sized southern Pearl Flower patterns of plum blossom, shining brightly and brightly.

They all marvel in their hearts and serve Murong Xue in their splendid clothes.

Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, Murong Xue sighed slightly. The last 18-year-old adult ceremony was held in modern times. Less than a month after the ceremony, she was dressed in green flame country

Today, it's the day when she was in Qingyan state, and after the hairpin ceremony, she was also regarded as an adult in ancient times.

Murong Xue walked out of the falling snow Pavilion. Surrounded by the maids and mothers, Murong Xue came to the front hall. In the eyes of the public, he stepped in step by step. The long purple skirt was trailing behind him, brushing the brand-new red carpet lightly.

The black hair is scattered behind her, reflecting her beautiful face, just like the wanton ink in the painting.

Murong Ye looks at her, the bottom of her eyes is covered with tears: my sister has grown up! Looks more and more like the mother

Murong Xue walked slowly forward. In the amazing attention ceremony, she went to the futon and knelt down. The elegant and leisurely movements of the clouds and flowing water filled the ladies' eyes with admiration.

The music starts, and the hairpin ceremony begins. The lady, who has both children and wealth, comes forward with a smile. She takes a gorgeous comb and combs her hair carefully. She puts on a beautiful crown inlaid with various gems. The metaphor and hairpin are mature!

"Congratulations to miss Murong!"

"Hi, Miss Murong!"

Famous ladies, thousands of gold have poured in, smile Yingying blessing, send a variety of valuable gifts.

Murong Xue stood up with a smile of politeness and politeness. Her noble crown was shining in the sun, reflecting her beautiful face.

"Look, look, the son of Ouyang is here." I don't know who yelled, and everyone looked out. Ouyang Shaochen came slowly. The light golden sun was lingering around him. It was unspeakable holy. His Obsidian eyes twinkled with the light of light. His poetic and picturesque appearance was so beautiful that people could not open their eyes.

Behind him, several ten palace guards were walking, carrying hundreds of large boxes. Each box was pasted with red happy characters, which attracted people's admiration.As soon as Murong Ye's eyes brightened, he hurriedly went to Ouyang Shaochen: "Ouyang son, you are To be hired? "

"Well!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded: "these are betrothal gifts, please check!"

Murong Ye nods and looks at GE Hui: "Huibo."

"Yes Ge Hui and several bodyguards came forward and opened the lid of the box. In an instant, the brilliance poured out, even the scorching sun in the sky.

Lady, the golden ladies are full of wonder. Seeing Murong Xue's eyes, they are envious and envious. Ouyang's son has been hired. From now on, he will be a master of grass. They won't have a chance to be the concubine of Xiaoyao king. Their hearts are broken.

Murong Ye glances at the rare and precious objects in the box. He is very excited. There is no shortage of gold and silver, nor is there a shortage of rare items in the Marquis' mansion.

However, a man's betrothal gift represents the weight of a woman in a man's heart. The more betrothal gifts a man brings, the more valuable it is to prove that he likes the woman.

Ouyang Shaochen sent these betrothal gifts, which are absolutely unprecedented in the history of Qingyan. He likes his sister very much and marries his sister. He is absolutely right.

Murong Ye's black jade like pupils glitter. How can you see Ouyang Shaochen's eyes pleasing: "brother in law, when are you and my sister going to get married?"

Murongxue:.... "

She and Ouyang Shaochen have not married yet, Murong ye even changed his mouth!

Looking at her dark little face, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a clear smile at the bottom of her eyes: "naturally, the faster the better..."

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