On the wedding night, the villain husband cried and his eyes turned red

Before dawn, Wen Yidi was pulled out of bed by a group of nannies. After all, this marriage was given by the emperor. Even though Wen Yidi had already broken up with the Wen family's parents, on the wedding day, the sedan chair still had to be carried out from the Wen family.

Wen Yidi didn't even have a place to live in the Wen family, so he could only temporarily occupy Wen Yian's house. Because of this matter, Mrs. Wen got angry last night. If Wen Yian hadn't stopped her, Wen Yidi might not have been able to sleep well.

"A man who is a dignified man wants to marry a woman. Isn't he ashamed at all?"

"As long as he can climb a high branch, he will do anything. It would be really bad luck for the Wen family to find him!"

The Wen family's parents sang in harmony and made Wen Yidi's words useless. Wen Yian looked at the two of them and finally couldn't help but said:

"Are you done? Have you said enough? If you two really don't want my brother to marry from the Wen Mansion, then stop messing around and go to the palace and tell the emperor!"

Mr. Wen rolled his eyes at his second son and said angrily:

"Are you crazy or am I crazy? If I dare to say this in front of the emperor, our Wen family's head will have to be moved!"

Hearing this, Wen Yian's face showed a sarcastic smile:

"You still know about the co-author? Since you know, why are you still looking for trouble? This marriage is decided by the emperor, is it my brother's turn to make the decision?"

"If you ask me, this marriage has nothing to do with my brother. It was the emperor who wanted to take advantage of the Prime Minister's office, so he came up with this method. In this way, my brother was actually implicated by the Wen family, and he is the one who should be angry. That’s right.”

After saying this, the Wen family's parents finally fell silent. They glared at Wen Yi'an fiercely and locked him out, out of sight and out of mind.

"Ugh……"

Wen Yi'an sighed and shook his head. He turned around and saw that the candles in his brother's room had been extinguished. He walked outside the door of his brother's room and listened carefully. He didn't hear any movement for a long time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

I hope that my brother can have a good sleep on his last night at the Wen family. What Wen Yi'an didn't know was that his brother was lying on the bed properly at this time, looking straight at the roof, not looking like he was asleep at all.

Wen Yidi knew in his heart that after tonight, he and the Wen family would become distant relatives. Such unpleasant words will only be said behind your back.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Yidi finally felt sleepy. He squeezed his body together as hard as he could, covered his head with the quilt, and fell asleep after a while.

When he opened his eyes again, the nanny sent by the Prime Minister's Mansion had already entered the room and was preparing to wash and dress him. Wen Yidi was just about to say that he could just do it by himself, without having to go to such great lengths, when he was pushed down on the chair by the high-cheekboned nun in the lead.

Only then did Wen Yidi realize that they had even moved the dressing table over. The dressing table was filled with rouge, gouache and the like.

"Mommy, I don't need this rouge and gouache. I am a man after all..."

Wen Yidi said in a consultative tone. He thought it would be just a formality today, but who knew it would be so formal.

"No! The old slave has obeyed the emperor's instructions. If there is any sloppiness in any link, the emperor will ask the old slave for his crime. Mr. Wen, you should be kind and cooperate as much as possible."

Hearing this, Wen Yidi suddenly looked like a frost-beaten eggplant, looking lifeless. He said feebly:

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, just come over here!"

After saying that, he straightened his back, closed his eyes, and let the nuns perform their respective skills. However, not long after, he felt a stinging pain on his face.

"Mommy, what are you doing? It makes my face hurt."

Upon hearing this, grandma's face turned into a chrysanthemum smile and she said proudly:

"Master Wen, you have to watch carefully today. This may be the only time in your life that you show off your face. All the ladies in the palace have praised this old slave for his skills."

This grandma kept moving her hands and mumbling introductions. Wen Yidi listened carefully for a long time. This facial opening is to use cotton thread to pull out the fluff on the face one by one. This will make the face more delicate and more docile when applying powder.

After a while, the movements of grandma's hands stopped. She raised a bronze mirror in front of Wen Yidi and said proudly:

"Master Wen, take a look!"

Wen Yidi leaned forward, looked around in the mirror, and said in a slightly surprised tone:

"Really, my face looks a lot cleaner."

Hearing this, the smile on grandma's face couldn't be hidden. She asked Wen Yidi to sit down quickly, saying that this was just the first step, and there were still many things to be busy with later.

Applying powder, drawing eyebrows, applying rouge, applying lipstick, and bundling hair, after all this busy work, Wen Yidi felt that nothing from the neck up seemed to be her own.

The nanny was afraid that he would not feel at ease, so she brought the bronze mirror over and showed it to Wen Yidi. In the mirror, he still looked like a man, but he looked much better than usual. Look at the hair again, it's also done in a man's style.

Sensing the gratitude in Wen Yidi's eyes, the nanny quickly said:

"The emperor sent the old slave here because he was interested in the old slave's craftsmanship, not to make others laugh."

"Master Wen, we are just waiting for the Prime Minister's sedan chair to pick us up. While there is still some time, if you have anything else to say to the Wen family, please tell us quickly."

Wen Yidi nodded. Just when he was about to say that he had nothing to say, he saw Wen Yian standing at the door, obviously having been waiting for a long time. He waved his hand at Wen Yian, and Wen Yian walked in quickly.

Upon seeing this, the grandma in the room withdrew with a look, leaving only the two brothers in the room.

"Brother, after today, your good days will come. Today, just keep abusing yourself and don't care what others say."

Originally, Wen Yian was worried that the Prime Minister would be dissatisfied with the marriage and would deliberately embarrass his brother. But seeing his brother's current makeup and appearance, most of the worries in his heart disappeared immediately.

The prime minister just didn't dare to go against the emperor's wishes, so he sent someone to dress up his brother. He didn't mean to embarrass him.

After many days, Wen Yidi finally smiled at his brother again. He first told his brother that he didn't feel wronged, and then couldn't help but tell him:

"Since I got married, I have less contact with the Wen family. However, since you have the official position of guarding the city, you will definitely not take over the responsibility of the imperial merchant. If there is no suitable candidate, the imperial merchant will I’m afraid I still have to do it.”

"So, the relationship between the Wen family and I is really not clean for a while. I admit that I do have grudges against my parents. But they are them, and you are you."

Having said this, Wen Yidi lowered his head and pondered, as if he was about to make a difficult decision. Wen Yi waited for him quietly. After a while, Wen Yidi continued:

"If one day something big happens to the Wen family that will cause you to lose your head, you must come to me."

Wen Yi'an nodded solemnly. Before the brothers could say anything more, Xiniang's voice came from outside the door:

"Master Wen, the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion are coming soon, we have to hurry up!"