Chapter 270 On the wedding night, can you escape?
The bright red silk satin hangs from the top of the bed tent to both sides like a waterfall.
Ji Qingwu was dazzled by the red color. She squinted her eyes and looked at everything in front of her.
After falling asleep and waking up, I slept directly on the wedding bed.
How she came to the Wei family and what happened in the middle, she has no memory at all.
Warm yellow light and shadow were also reflected on the bed tent, and two tall red candles were placed on the table beside the bed, and the flames were swaying.
Did Wei Ting light the dragon and phoenix candle himself? How is this a ritual?
When the dizziness passed, Ji Qingwu figured out why he had slept to death.
It was precisely because Yuwen Tianqing bribed Tai Hospital to give Yuan Heng medicine that she took a sip of the medicine. At that time, she thought she would just sleep for a day and a night, so she didn't take it seriously.
I don’t know if Qiao, Lanzhi and the others thought that she was thinking about her and were still thinking about her when they saw her falling asleep early in the morning.
The windows in the wedding room were covered with thin red gauze.
Ji Qingwu could not see clearly what was going on outside, and could only hear the increasingly noisy banquet outside.
The maid who was guarding the door saw her waking up and immediately walked to her and said overjoyed: "Madam, you are awake! I will call the general back right away."
Hearing this title , Ji Qingwu frowned uncomfortably, and she sat upright from the head of the bed.
“No need, what’s your name?”
"My name is Xuemei. I have met Madam."
This maid looked stable. Ji Qingwu asked: "Xuemei, do you know where my maid Lanzhi is?"
Xuemei said: "Madam, are you talking about the sister who accompanied you here? She is currently in the kitchen watching over you. "Medicine."
Ji Qingwu felt relieved for a moment and asked doubtfully: "What kind of medicine is she making?"
Xue Mei said: "This medicine is made for you. You are not feeling well. Today's wedding ceremony is simple. The general specially invited the imperial doctor from the imperial hospital to prescribe medicine for you."
She didn't dare to drink the medicine prescribed by the hospital.
Ji Qingwu looked at her and said, "Xuemei, go and ask Lanzhi to come back. I have something to talk to her about."
Xuemei bowed her head and said yes, and retreated.
As soon as she walked outside the door, Hanzhi who was guarding her asked her: "Sister Mei, has the new lady woke up?"
Xuemei said: "Yes, Madam wants to call her. The maid who is accompanying you is here. Hanzhi, go to the kitchen and ask her to come back.”
Hanzhi muttered: "The new madam is in such bad health just after she entered the house. What will she do in the future?"
Xuemei scolded: "You can also arrange the madam."
Hanzhi She is Xuemei's distant cousin, and the two have a close relationship. She is just a servant girl outside the house and cannot go into the room to serve her. She has never seen Ji Qingwu.
Hanzhi said curiously: "Sister Mei, the new lady was brought in by the general, with her head covered all the time. Wearing a hijab, I haven’t seen the new lady yet. Is she good-looking?” Eat the good fruit.”
Wei Ting wanted to marry Ji Qingwu, and Mrs. Wei originally refused to agree, but after the grandfather and grandson talked for three hours, the old lady relaxed.
Although the wedding was prepared in a hurry, it was still complete.
But no one expected that Ji Qingwu fell strangely ill again. No matter how many doctors were invited to see him, they could not explain the reason.
Even the imperial physician in the palace was picked up by Wei Ting and immediately brought back to the mansion, but still no results were seen.
The pulse showed normal, but I couldn’t wake up no matter what.
In this way, the person was taken from the Ji Mansion to the Wei Family, even the ceremony of worshiping heaven and earth was omitted, and he was sent directly to the bridal chamber.
Mrs. Wei, who was waiting to pray in front of the hall, shouted injustice several times.
There was no one else in the wedding room. Ji Qingwu opened a corner of the quilt, took out some red dates and longans, and padded his belly, deliberately avoiding the peanuts. After eating something, Ji Qingwu's dizziness was completely gone.
She put on her embroidered shoes and got off the ground. The skirt of her red wedding dress was wide and trailing to the floor. She lifted the skirt all the way to the bronze mirror.
As she walked, there was a crisp sound above her head, which was the sound of the bead curtains on the golden crown beating together. She wore several gold bracelets and luxurious bead strings on her thin white wrists and neck.
As soon as Ji Qingwu walked to the bronze mirror, before he could sit down, he was startled again by his reflection in the mirror.
She has never applied such rich makeup, which is different from the two previous times where she deliberately dressed up to be coquettish.
I don’t know if it was to cover up the pale complexion, but the cheeks were painted a particularly strong red, and the bright red lipstick on the lips was still lookable.
Ji Qingwu walked to the window and gently lifted the tulle. She could see that the outside was shrouded in twilight, and the gorgeous clouds on the horizon were like the color of her wedding dress.
In a little while, it will get dark.
How can she hide on this wedding night?
The door of the room was suddenly opened. Ji Qingwu immediately turned his head and looked over, followed by the rhombus-inlaid jade gold earrings on his earlobes. Her movements swung.
The Lanzhi in Ji Qingwu’s mouth has not yet been spoken.
When the person at the door saw her, his footsteps froze in place.
"Are you awake?" The man's voice sounded hoarse from drunkenness.
But his eyes were not blurry, they were surprisingly bright, staring at her.
Wei Ting was drunk a lot by his former subordinates, and there were two men following him back to his new house.
The two of them emerged from behind Wei Ting, became excited after drinking, and spoke loudly.
"Hey! General, the new sister-in-law is awake, let us take a look too?"
"I have heard of Ji Wu's name a long time ago. At that time, eighteen military generals from all over the dynasty were proposing to marry. I was away from Lin'an on military duty and haven't seen it yet. Please let me also——"
Their mouths opened wide and they swallowed all the words that followed.
The newlyweds, who should have been sitting shyly on the bed, are now leaning against the window railing.
The room is full of red, but it has become her foil, her beautiful eyes are full of hope, and her soul is haunted.
Ji Qingwu was also staring at them in surprise.
Seeing this, Wei Ting took a breath, pushed the two people out very quickly, gave the person who was unwilling to move a kick, and then quickly closed the door.
The loud sound when the door was closed shook the red silk and satin from the beams.
Wei Ting turned around and strode towards Ji Qingwu.
He asked with a gentle tone and bright eyes: "When did you wake up?"
He took off the flowers gathered from the red silk on his chest and placed them casually on the table.
Ji Qingwu stood by the window and didn't answer, just looking at him calmly.
Wei Ting was wearing a red wedding robe, and the golden crown and jade belt matched hers.
He must have drunk a lot of wine in the front hall, and his cheekbones were stained a thin red. Even here, she could smell the strong smell of alcohol.
Wei Ting could naturally see her alert look, and her voice was teasing.
“You just woke up and you want to jump out of the window to escape?”
Ji Qingwu said: "Is that okay?"
Wei Ting looked calm, raised the corners of his lips, and his narrow eyes were full of dark light.
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