The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

Hua Fushu raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at Ling Zhiheng secretly, "Has he said anything special to you, or has he looked for you and posted a message for your family to attend a banquet?"

Yu Chisu frowned and shook his head, "No."

"Really not?" Hua Fushu was confused. Didn't Ling Zhiheng insist on asking her out before, but when she refused, Ling Zhiheng gave up?

"You don't think Mr. Ling has a crush on me, do you?" Yu Chisu said.

Hua Fushu blurted out, "How is it impossible? What if he has any bad thoughts towards you?"

That guy Ling Zhiheng just likes big fish.

Yu Chisu just thought Xiaohua was joking, she glanced sideways at Ling Zhiheng in the distance, waved her hand casually, and made a 'cut' sound, "That small body can't even bear my sword, who can look up to him. "

Hua Fushu: "..."

Big fish, you are mighty!

He was going to welcome his bride soon, so Mu Qing took a moment to inform Hua Fushu.

Mu Ling happened to be there, and when she heard that Hua Fushu was going with her elder brother to welcome her bride, she quickly told Mu Qing that she wanted to go too.

Mu Qing looked at Mu Ling, who was wearing a concubine-colored dress, and then at her fiery temperament. The wedding was a solemn and solemn event, so it was difficult to make a joke, especially the minister's hatred for his highness. If Miss Mu Ling were here, If you do something wrong when you welcome the bride, it will make the minister angry and make a joke, which is not a good look.

"Miss Mu Ling, there are enough people to welcome the bride, so you might as well not go."

Mu Lingke refused, "No, the eldest brother is getting married. I have to go and support the eldest brother. The bigger the place, the better."

"forget it."

Mu Ling lost his temper and told Mu Qing loudly, "Brother Mu Qing, stop talking nonsense! I want to show those who bully senior brother that we, Lan Ling, are behind senior brother!"

Hua Fushu knows the temperament of her junior sister very well. If you don't let her go, she won't be happy. She said, "Mu Qing, let junior sister go, I will watch over her."

Mu Qing could only nod. Miss Fushu was much more stable than Miss Mu Ling. With Miss Fushu watching, Miss Mu Ling would not act recklessly.

The wedding procession set off from the Prince of Qin's Mansion in a mighty manner. Qin Youran rode a brown horse and walked in front of the procession. He was wearing a bright red wedding dress with satin and wide sleeves. He had handsome features, a tall and handsome face, and a smile on his face.

Qin Youran's two elder brothers, King Qi and King Zheng, also went to welcome the bride. It is said that several princes were unwilling to go with King Qin to welcome the bride. It was King Zheng who invited King Qi Xiang to the palace. After some persuasion, King Qi Xiang was willing to come to help.

……

In front of the gate of Shangshu Ling's Mansion, the eldest son of the Lu family, Lu Shicheng, led a group of noble family members to block the door. It was customary to block the door when welcoming a bride.

Mr. Lu looked exactly like his mother. He had a dignified appearance. He was dressed in brocade green clothes with red edges on the hem. He walked down the steps and greeted Qin Youran, then he cupped his hands and said,

"His Royal Highness King Qin, you have to pick up my sister Yun and write a makeup poem to satisfy everyone before you can enter the palace to pick up the bride. Do you think that's right?"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

All the disciples responded in unison.

Qin Youran has never thought that he would get married until now. Today, he has to obey the decree granting marriage. Shangshu Ling is an important minister in the court, and he is favored by the emperor. Zhenzhen is one of the most powerful people under ten thousand people. He asked for three books and six etiquettes, and Qin Youran naturally complied with them. Writing poems to encourage makeup is an important activity in getting married. He Not to cause trouble.

He said, "I don't know much about writing, so let me think about it and write a custom poem to encourage makeup."

His Highness the King of Qin frowned and thought, searching for the words accumulated in his mind.

"Your Highness King Qin, please hurry up!"

"Your Highness, stop writing. Everyone is waiting for you to write a poem."

"It's urgent! I come first!"

King Zheng saw that his seventh brother was still thinking hard, and Master Lu and others were urging him, so he first performed an urging song to relieve his seventh brother.

"It doesn't count. Your Highness King Zheng, you are cheating for His Highness King Qin."

King Zheng tugged on Qin Youran's clothes and urged him, "Seventh brother, you should hurry up."

"Wait a minute, come on." Qin Youran straightened out Prince Zheng's torn clothes and held his hands in front of everyone, "Then I will be embarrassed."

The groom's handsome eyebrows glanced at all the children from aristocratic families who were blocking the door to urge their makeup, and finally he sang a song to encourage their makeup.

"The incense carriages are rolling at Luzhai. Since I need a new chapter to remind you of your make-up, I would like to ask if the bride's make-up has been completed. Please come down to the dangerous building and return with me early."

"Ha ha……"

"Hahaha……"

People's eyes turned to Qin Youran one after another, looking at him with a look that said, "You and I both know, we all understand."

"Your Highness King Qin, you are too impatient."

"What did Your Highness say? I'm really afraid that we won't go in to pick up the bride."

A blush crept onto Qin Youran's ears. He lowered his head slightly to cover up his embarrassment and tried not to let himself look at the group of laughing officials. He was not in a hurry. He just put together whatever words came to his mind. I finally made a makeup-inducing song.

This group of officials' sons expressed their dissatisfaction with the makeup-inducing poem and clamored for His Highness the King of Qin to play it again.

Bao Changzhou, the governor of Tokyo, was a disciple of Shangshu Ling. The married daughter of the Lu family also invited Bao Changzhou, and he was also one of the people who blocked the door. At this moment, he stood aside with Jun'er.

Hua Fushu had seen Jun'er a long time ago. When she saw that these children from aristocratic families were urging their senior brothers to compose a poem for makeup, she took two steps to the side and gave Jun'er a wink.

Jun'er caught Hua Fushu's gaze and understood immediately.

Jun'er tugged on Bao Changzhou's sleeve and said, "Uncle, please help my uncle. If Uncle Lu and so many people stop him, he will not be able to marry a bride."

Bao Changzhou looked at the crowded crowd in front of him and said with some embarrassment: "How can uncle help?"

Jun'er thought for a while, "You are the most talented in literary talent among these uncles. If you say something good, just say that the great uncle has done a good job. Everyone will definitely think it is good."

Bao Changzhou touched Jun'er's head and said, "Little ghost head."

Bao Changzhou walked over and walked to Mr. Lu's side. He said, "What's wrong? I think this poem written by His Highness King Qin is very good. As a person, the happiest thing in life is to get married. King Qin His Highness naturally wants to receive the bride as soon as possible, so we can just be willing to do so. We can't really block the door and prevent His Highness King Qin from entering to receive the bride. "

The atmosphere of blocking the door was almost over, and Mr. Lu did not intend to block it anymore. He coughed lightly and said to the disciples of the aristocratic families, "The door is almost blocked. Let's invite His Highness King Qin to come in."

The poem to encourage makeup written by His Highness the King of Qin spread to the bride's boudoir, and Bisi read the poem to encourage her girl to listen to it.

After Bisi finished reading this, all the maids in Youlan couldn't help but laugh. Even Bisi couldn't help but get up and whispered in Lu Tianyun's ear, "Girl, His Highness King Qin is so impatient, for fear that he won't be able to marry him." Like you."

Bisi's joke made Lu Tianyun's rouged cheeks turn red...