At the same time, Wang Shanbao's family was still singing the song of tents and catching a handful of red dates: "Scattering the tents west, and the brocade belts and tassels hanging down at four corners."

"The four corners are hanging!"

"When you open it, you will meet Heng'e and you will be able to break a branch with the groom."

"Broke a branch!"

Jia Cong was half drunk and half awake, his eyes half open and half closed, sitting on the new bed in a new house, with big red candles, and one step away from him was the bride and wife, who had never seen her face.

He has always been unfamiliar with getting married. When others get married, he also goes lively and festively. If he did it himself, it would feel different. He was drunk and didn't know what he was thinking.

"It's so good to spread the tent, and I'm happy to be happy." Wang Shanbao's family grabbed a handful of osmanthus.

"Happy!"

"The cool moon is so cool in the courtyard, and the embroidered bracelets are good for men."

"Pei Yinan!"

"Oh! Oh!" The little kids next door who invited the bridal chamber could not get into the bridal chamber and went to grab the candy, pancakes and snacks from the floor. After the robbery was finished, Wang Shanbao's family drove them out and closed the door.

When Wang Shanbao closed the door, he didn't leave, and he pricked up his ears and pressed them against the screen window for eavesdropping.

"Oh... I've finished all these red tapes. Come and have a drink of this cup of the Heiba ​​Bar." Jia Cong got up, picked up the purple clay pot and poured two cups, put one in the bride's hand. Hesitated with his right hand, and took the big red veil open.

Jia Cong's expression suddenly became dull, as if the wine had been awakened a lot. The bride's face was like a silver basin, her eyes were like water apricots, her eyebrows were like ink paintings, and her temples were like cutters. Who wasn't Xue Baochai?

Isn’t it a decisive Lin Daiyu?

Jia Cong rubbed his forehead and was confused for a moment. Could it be that he was mistaken for being dazzled?

Bang!

Xue Baochai's wine also fell to the ground.

The two looked at each other carefully for a few times, and each looked away.

The air in the new house suddenly became quiet, and the breathing seemed to be still.

After a long time, Xue Baochai squatted down to pack her cups: "I just heard the sound of tent singing, and I felt something was wrong. If it were Brother Bao, why wasn't it Sister Zhou's voice? But I know I can't say it. Maybe it was the moment the sedan chair went out, I was wrong..."

"No, maybe, it's certain, what do you think you should do?" Jia Cong said indifferently.

"It's time for this, I can only make mistakes." Xue Baochai raised her eyes helplessly. She was so lucky that her husband was actually Jia Cong, not Baoyu.

It’s a big deal, but Pin'er still takes advantage.

"You also know that you will make mistakes. Well, I'm tired, you can rest yourself. Go to the ancestral temple tomorrow morning and worship uncle and aunt." Jia Cong pushed the door speechlessly, and saw Wang Shanbao's family leaving in a hurry, and he didn't care about it.

Xue Baochai stayed alone in the empty bedroom. She knew it was impossible to have a bridal chamber tonight. Jia Cong knew this wisely, but he clearly entered the girl's room. On the wedding night, the groom rested in the girl's room. If this was spread...

But who told her brother to be so stupid in his business! He was so stupid in his life!

However, when this matter is a big deal, neither she nor Daiyu are good. After all, the two women who have been in the wrong sedan chair have entered their new houses. Can they say that they have married wrongly? It’s a small matter to starve to death, but a big matter to lose their fortunes!

What is wrong can only be right. I can only persuade them to deal with it in a small way and change their wedding letter. Although there is also an invitation, it is a blessing in disguise to not write the woman's name this time.

...

The two of Wang Shanbao's family and Zhou Rui's family were in a hurry and quickly returned to their mistresses. Mrs. Xing was also stunned, but fortunately, Mrs. Wang fainted from anger. After a while, Feng Fenghuohuo tied his cloak and ordered Yuchuan to sing a lantern to discuss with Mrs. Xing.

"How could this... this... be mistaken?" Mrs. Xing took the lead in asking.

"I don't know the reason." Mrs. Wang was confused and was able to touch her forehead: "Maybe... the mistake made by Pan'er, the child was the most unreasonable, and my sister couldn't be busy for a while."

"It's useless to say those things now. How do you arrange them? How do you fulfill this lie?" Mrs. Xing snorted coldly: "If it is spread, our two rooms will become a joke?"

"I see that they may not be willing to fulfill their relationship tonight... I just want to exchange it quietly, and nothing will happen?" Mrs. Wang rekindled. She was unwilling to give up and was unwilling to send Baochai out. What's the good thing about Lin Daiyu would only make her trouble, and she would be upset.

"Two wives..." Wang Shanbao's family added fuel to the fire: "I have just heard of both of them. Mr. Cong and Miss Bao have not yet fulfilled their families, while Mr. Bao and Miss Lin have already fulfilled their families..."

"Ah?!" Mrs. Wang slapped the table and shivered with anger: "Crime! This Crime!"

Mrs. Xing was proud: "Can this be replaced?"

"What should you do if you sister-in-law?" Mrs. Wang's chest was fluctuating violently, and she could not count as the "counterattack" of the dad king Xue Pan. Is this God's will?

"There is no good way. To protect the face of the two houses, I will change my marriage letter early tomorrow morning and change my name. Because in order to coax Miss Lin, you asked me about the title, you deceived me and said that Miss Lin wanted to marry Mr. Bao. At that time, there were also uninformed servants who thought so. Now that the fake drama is really done, they just make mistakes. The only ones who know about it are the servants. They are more strict and there is nothing to do. At that time, no one knows who will be the ones who will be married to the Xue family." Mrs. Xing said.

Mrs. Wang nodded and went back. As soon as she entered the door of her ear room, she still said unwillingly: "My Baochai!"

Suddenly, the sky was spinning, his ears were buzzing, and Zhou Rui's family was surprised: "Come here! Come here! The wife fainted!"

...

Jia Cong leaned against Qingwen's bed and didn't fall asleep either. This was a bit beyond his expectations, but no matter who they were, Jia Cong was not very repulsive.

If it were Lin Daiyu, they might be able to live a good life, but Lin Daiyu had her brother Bao in her mind after all. Once she learned that the person she married was not Brother Bao, Jia Cong didn't know what Lin Daiyu would do.

So like today, maybe it was a good result for Daiyu, at least she fulfilled her wish. Although Baochai was not suitable for dating, she might not like him. However, when he got married into the house, he was not here to fall in love. Moreover, Baochai was more wise than him, so he didn't have to worry about family affairs.

As for feelings, if there is any future, it will be good. If there is no, it will be fine.

Marriage is the grave of love, love is a matter of one person, and marriage is a matter of two people.

Jia Cong thought again that Xue Baochai and Jia Baoyu were married under the order, and they were worshipping Jia Yuanchun’s imperial decree. However... With Mrs. Wang here, the imperial decree is easy to say, but it is not the emperor’s imperial decree. He was worshipping the imperial decree. It would not be possible to marry.

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Chapter completed!