"Brother, what are you talking about?"
Qiao Yin nervously patted Qiao Mo from behind.
"I knew that was the case. How can I still remember your brother now that I have a husband?"
Qiao Mo curled his lips and continued walking forward with Qiao Yin on his back.
Qiao Yin stopped crying and was speechless.
She lay quietly on Qiao Mo's back and listened to Qiao Mo's constant complaints.
"Tsk, you haven't seen that Xie Yu'an. He has a sullen face. He is always smiling. How can he pretend to be serious on a big day?"
Qiao Yin couldn't help but defend Xie Yu'an: "He doesn't like to show off his emotions, and he is restrained and steady."
Qiao Mo snorted coldly: "He is a chicken thief!"
"I specially found many brothers from the military camp to block the door today. Guess what?"
Qiao Mo said angrily: "If he doesn't dismount, he will give birth to a prince!"
He actually gave birth to a prince!
What is the identity of the prince? He is still injured. Where does he stand, cover his mouth and cough? Who dares to move?
Don't die!
They came here for a wedding banquet, not to die.
Qiao Yin secretly smiled, "If you're not good at martial arts, what about the literary ones? Didn't the eldest brother invite several talented people from Yingtian Academy to come over?"
Hearing this, Qiao Mo snorted again, "Forget it, Xie Yu'an doesn't play according to the routine at all. When we came up with the essay question, his second brother smiled, opened his mouth and touched it lightly, one to the other, Xie Ren He was just making noises and yelling at others to open the door, but his brother-in-law didn't say anything, but he threw money out in handfuls, just like sprinkling water."
"In a short time, not to mention the people from Yingtian Academy, even the people watching the excitement at the gate were shouting 'open the door' and 'open the door', and there was no way to stop them!"
Qiao Yin couldn't help but laugh out loud. The reason why the eldest brother was so resentful was because he was defeated at the gate.
"Brother, don't be upset. When you get married next month, let Yu'an be your best man. I guarantee that no one from Yingtian Academy can stop you, so that you can get your sister-in-law back as soon as possible."
"Yes!" Why didn't he expect that?
Qiao Mo got excited and said, "When the time comes, I'll lend him some of his younger brothers."
"Don't mention it, Xie Yu'an's brothers look like human beings. Just now, all the girls in the house ran away from the gate and didn't even do any work."
While chatting and laughing, Qiao Mo suddenly stopped talking.
Qiao Yin saw the threshold on the door from under the hijab.
It's time to go out.
Qiao Mo slowed down and couldn't help but look sideways at Qiao Yin behind him.
Suddenly, I remembered that a long time ago, when my sister was only a little bit old, my parents would put my sister in a basket when they went out to work.
He carried his sister on his back to herd cattle and dig wild vegetables, while his sister ate his fingers and slept on his back.
He doesn't cry or make trouble, he is very well-behaved.
He couldn't even imagine how cold this family would be if his sister was not brought back.
Fortunately.
She came back and asked him to continue to be her brother, and asked him to marry her behind her back.
His sister is the most well-behaved sister in the world.
Qiao Mo walked slower and slower, and Qiao Yin suddenly heard a suppressed choking sound behind him.
"Brother?" Qiao Yin felt sad and called softly.
Qiao Mo took a deep breath, strode to the sedan chair, and laughed loudly: "Good sister, get on the sedan chair."
Qiao Mo bent down and put Qiao Yin firmly into the sedan chair. The red curtain of the sedan chair hung down, blocking Qiao Yin's figure.
The tears in Qiao Mo's eyes suddenly flowed down. He turned around and grabbed the person beside him, and warned fiercely: "Be nice to my sister. If you dare to bully my sister, I will shoot you with an arrow." Your head.”
"Uncle, you have to watch clearly when you penetrate someone's head. I am Xie Ren." Xie Ren said with aggrieved look on his face.
Qiao Mo let go of Xie Ren's shirt in annoyance, "You are not brothers, why do you look so similar?"
Xie Ren was also helpless: "Who said we have the same grandfather? I don't know why we are so similar."
……
"Here it comes, here it comes, the Xie family's wedding team is here."
The procession to welcome the bride started from the gate of Qiao's house and circled the busiest streets in the capital. The procession was so red that it was impossible to see from beginning to end.
Like a grand event, the people in the city gathered curiously on both sides of the street, shouting envy and blessings, which added to the excitement of the marriage.
"I have never seen such a grand wedding procession in my whole life. How many betrothal gifts and dowries are there?"
"This is only part of it. I heard that the Xie family is taking care of their uncle's wedding next month and has deliberately reduced the number, otherwise the team would have doubled in length."
Xie Yuan was riding on horseback and subconsciously turned his head to look at the sedan chair not far behind him.
"Brother, can you be more reserved? You have looked back so many times along the way, and you are not afraid of twisting your neck."
Xie Ren really couldn't bear it. Everyone picked him up and immediately came to worship. What's there to see?
What can you see from across the sedan chair?
Xie Yuan smiled and said, "You don't understand."
Xie Ren doesn't understand, he doesn't understand the feeling of waiting, let alone the weightlessness of a heart that fluctuates back and forth between reality and reality when this dream is about to come true.
This feeling of weightlessness will disappear completely only when you see that gentle face, hold that slender hand, and hear that charming voice.
He needed Qiao Yin, and only Qiao Yin could brush away the last trace of nervousness and uneasiness for him.
The long parade finally ended, and the wedding team returned to the gate of Xie's new mansion.
"Getting off the sedan——"
Almost at the same moment when the sedan chair stopped, as soon as Xipo lifted up the wedding curtain, our groom's hand was already stretched out.
Qiao Yin felt that before the swaying sedan had stopped, a hand with sharp joints had already been stretched out, with a festive flying wing embroidered on the cuff.
There was a burst of laughter from outside the sedan, and then Po Xi's voice came: "The bride is getting off the sedan."
Qiao Yin pursed her lips and smiled under the hijab, raised her hand and put it in his palm.
As soon as his fingers touched, he held it firmly in his hand.
Qiao Yin couldn't help but scratch his palm.
Xie Yuan squeezed her hand in response.
Qiao Yin followed his support, lowered her head and walked out of the sedan chair.
After passing the brazier, astride the saddle, and then came to the wedding hall full of guests.
Qiao Yin couldn't see anyone, but she could feel the gazes of the guests around her. Her heart was pounding nervously, and her palms were already sweating.
With so many people, nothing can go wrong.
The person who presided over the wedding was Mr. Yuan, the Minister of War of the Ministry of War. He only listened to Yuan Shangshu's passionate preaching:
"Worship the heaven and the earth——"
Hearing the sound, Qiao Yin turned back subconsciously, but his hand was suddenly pulled and he fell onto Xie Yu'an.
Staggering, Qiao Yin hurriedly went to hold the hijab on his head, and then he realized that one of his hands was still firmly in Xie Yuan's hand.
There was a roar of laughter all around, and someone shouted: "Groom, please let go quickly. If you don't let go, you won't be able to bow to the bride."
Xie Yuan finally let go of his hand stupidly.
Under the hijab, Qiao Yin's face turned red with embarrassment.
Amidst the roar of laughter, Qiao Yin was straightened up by Xi Po, and Yuan Shangshu's voice sounded again.
"Worship the heaven and the earth——"
"Two bows to the high hall——"
"Husband and wife pay homage——"
This time, nothing went wrong.
Qiao Yin and Xie Yu'an bowed to heaven and earth, bowed to the high hall, and then bowed to each other under the gaze of all the guests.
"The ceremony is completed and sent to the bridal chamber——"
Before Yuan Shangshu could finish his words, Xie Yuan had already picked up Qiao Yin.
Qiao Yin pressed against Xie Yuan's chest, listening to the roar of laughter and cheers behind her, and couldn't help but scold him.
"Did you hear that? They said they were going to get you drunk."
Xie Yu'an held her in his arms and strode forward. Hearing the words, he raised his thick eyebrows lightly:
"Don't worry, your husband's drinking capacity is one to ten, and he won't get drunk after a thousand cups."
Xie Yu'an sent her back to the wedding room. Before she could lift her hijab, the booing guests were already chasing her.
Before Qiao Yin could sit still, her eyes suddenly lit up, her hijab was lifted up, Xie Yuan leaned over and quickly kissed the corner of her mouth.
"Wait for me, my little bride."
The hijab fell down again, covering the bride's beautiful face, not allowing a trace to be exposed.
