Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 91 – Tiancheng Worshiping Jade Hall

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the wind and the meaning of the twelfth lunar month are already spring, and the weather is as good as today, which coincides with the annual Laba Festival on this day.

According to legend, this day is also the day when the Buddha Sakyamuni became enlightened, which can be described as a rare auspicious day for the zodiac.

At this time, Wutuo Village had already been decorated with lights and festoons, and it was very lively. The bustling guests from all over the world had already filled the front hall.

Sikong Que wore a purple jade crown with hair inlaid with treasures on his head, and a cloud-red brocade robe with gold thread and silk silk.

He wears a white jade belt around his waist, and he wears a pair of blue satin black-soled high boots that Li Qingmei personally made, which is indescribably chic!

After paying homage to Mr. Nanshan in the Wenju Hall, he rode a tall horse and smiled in front of him.

And the eight sedan chairs in the rear were Li Qingmei, who was wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei. At Sikong Que's request, the sedan chair circled half of the college, setting off firecrackers, and the boy scattered money to open the way. lively.

There are countless red plum blossoms on the roadside near Wutuozhuang. Even the green willows in front of the village are tied with countless red ribbons and many beautiful heart ornaments.

After performing three prostrations and nine kowtows, Sikong Que and Li Qingmei were sent into the bridal chamber, and the people who were making trouble in the bridal chamber had already been grabbed by the ears by Jananfeng, Zhan Ying and others, and went to the front hall to have a drink
In the dark new house, red dates, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds are covered on the big red brocade quilt, which means "to give birth to a precious child early", and the entire quilt is fully covered.

Sikong Que couldn't wait to lift up the red hijab that was blocking them, only to see Li Qingmei wearing a double-fly embroidered skirt embroidered with lovebirds' dark patterns and a golden edge, and a vermilion phoenix robe and mandarin duck jacket.

On the high bun, there is only a slanted green jade plum blossom hairpin, the color is just right.

With a bun and exposed temples, the two strands of hair around her cheeks gently brushed her face, adding a bit of seductive style, the lightly swept Cui Dai's eyebrows are like willows, the flowers are in full bloom, and her beautiful face is just right.

Her almond eyes shone with silver stars, with an indescribable gentleness, warm like a ten-mile spring breeze, intoxicating.

Sikong Que held up the wine glass and handed it to her, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"Qingmei, you finally belong to me rightfully and legitimately. After drinking this glass of wine, let's rest earlier, otherwise we will not let down so many peanuts and red dates!"

The four eyes met, her aura eyes rolled slyly, a little naughty, a little mischievous, and she inadvertently met Sikong Que's affectionate eyes.

She quickly lowered her eyes, took the wine glass shyly, and saw him holding the wine glass, walking around her arms, and drinking the wine in the glass carelessly.

She smiled shyly and timidly, and then drank the wine in her hand
In the quiet room, only the dimly flickering dragon, phoenix and red candles remained on overnight.
The winding moon that illuminates the window lattice also shyly pulls a trace of dark clouds to block her beating heart and fiery peeping.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Li Qingmei sat in front of the dressing table.

Yesterday, the Quanfu woman who had both parents and children opened her face. After becoming a bride, the first day is to thrush.

"I'll help you draw~"

He turned in front of Li Qingmei, bent down and stared at her eyebrows carefully, drawing carefully, as if he was carving a priceless treasure.

After a long time, he put down the indigo snail.

"Okay, let's see if it's too thick or too light?"

He seemed unsure of his own strength, and pointed anxiously at her in the bronze mirror, with a disturbed expression on his face.

Li Qingmei only saw two hazy crescent willow eyebrows in the bronze mirror, and suddenly she smiled. In this situation, she thought of a poem:

After putting on makeup, she asked her husband in a low voice, thrush the depth of the eyebrows.

How come to her here, the other way around?Her heart was like a warm sun, she nodded slightly, and at the same time gave him a look of appreciation and approval.

"It looks great! Every morning from now on, you will help me draw my eyebrows..."

"Xiao Wang obeys! In this life, I, Sikong Que, will only draw eyebrows for you, Li Qingmei!"

(End of this chapter)