"Miss, please sit down quickly. Dan'er will do your makeup right away."
After Mo Qinghuan washed her face and rinsed her mouth, she sat in front of the dressing table. Dan'er began to comb her hair.
She imitated the auspicious words people said while combing hair.
"Comb once to the end, harmonious as husband and wife.
Comb twice to the end, flying together like lovebirds.
Comb thrice to the end, wearing the token of eternal union."
Mo Qinghuan suddenly felt her nose turn sour. In her previous life, her parents died, and she was adopted by her master. But before she could repay her master's upbringing, she was framed and transmigrated here.
She held Dan'er's hand. "Where did you learn these words?" Mo Qinghuan's voice was tinged with sobs.
Dan'er's eyes also turned red.
"I specially asked an aunt who had married off her daughter. She taught me."
Mo Qinghuan was about to say something else when Dan'er interrupted her. "Alright, Miss. Hurry up and get your makeup done. People from the Regent's Mansion will be here soon."
After the makeup was done, Mo Qinghuan got up and changed into her wedding dress.
The wedding dress was bright red. There was a ruby inlaid on the chest, echoing the red dress and emitting a dazzling light. The cuffs were made of spliced red gauze embroidered with gold thread. At the hem of the skirt, an eight - tailed phoenix shone brightly, as if it was about to fly out of the dress the next second.
Dan'er held the phoenix coronet with both hands and put it on Mo Qinghuan.
The shape of the phoenix coronet was an eight - tailed phoenix. When worn on the head, golden tassels hung down in front.
"Miss, you are so beautiful. You must be the most beautiful bride in the world." Dan'er was amazed by Mo Qinghuan's appearance.
Mo Qinghuan looked at herself in the bronze mirror. It wasn't the first time she had worn this wedding dress, but that time was completely different from now. Now, she was going to get married in this dress.
Shuang'er came back at this time. Following her in were Lady Lan and Mo Yao.
The moment Mo Yao saw Mo Qinghuan, she stood still...
When she destroyed Mo Qinghuan's wedding dress, she thought that such an ordinary wedding dress clearly wasn't sent by the Regent, which meant the Regent didn't value Mo Qinghuan that much...
But now, seeing the wedding dress on Mo Qinghuan, she was extremely jealous. Why could Mo Qinghuan wear the phoenix coronet and magnificent wedding attire and marry the man she loved, while she was being jilted...
Why was it that although she was better than that bitch Mo Qinghuan in every aspect, now Mo Qinghuan could become the high - ranking Regent's Consort, and from now on, she would have to pay respects to her as a subject.
But she forgot that everything she had was snatched from Mo Qinghuan.
Mo Qinghuan coldly glanced at the mother - daughter pair in front of her. Her cold voice sent a shiver down people's spines.
"The wedding dress was destroyed. Does Lady know who did it?" Lady Lan tightly clutched the handkerchief in her hand. She was also extremely angry. She didn't expect Mo Yao to be so stupid as to destroy Mo Qinghuan's wedding dress.
Looking at the situation now, it seemed that Mo Qinghuan had been on guard. Otherwise, if they missed the auspicious time and the Regent got angry, their General's Mansion would really be unable to atone for their sins even if they died ten thousand times.
Thinking of this, Lady Lan stepped forward.
With a smiling face, she said, "Princess, it's my negligence. It's all my fault. But I think you weren't going to wear that wedding dress anyway. How about this? I'll put another five thousand taels of silver notes in your dowry box. Please be magnanimous and just let this go. Let's keep things harmonious, okay?"
Mo Qinghuan gently raised her eyebrows and slightly curled her lips.
"If you want me to let it go, replace the five thousand taels of silver notes with five thousand taels of gold."
Lady Lan staggered a few steps and almost fell.
"Princess, one should not be so unforgiving."
Mo Qinghuan sneered. "Lady is talking to me about forgiveness. Oh, when did you ever talk to me about forgiveness before?"
Lady Lan cried with a mournful face. "But there's really no money in the treasury. We've spent a full two hundred thousand taels of silver on your dowry this time."
Mo Qinghuan stretched out her arm, and Dan'er helped her put on the outer robe.
She thought for a while and looked into Lady Lan's eyes.
"Don't play the poor in front of me. Don't think I don't know. Back then, when Father died on the battlefield, for the sake of his own reputation, the Emperor issued an edict to console the General's Mansion and promised to continue to pay Father's salary for the next fifty years."
Lady Lan trembled. Then she heard Mo Qinghuan continue, "Father's annual salary was six thousand taels of gold and six thousand hu of grain. Calculated, that's sixty thousand taels of silver and thirty thousand dan of grain. You just said you spent two hundred thousand taels of silver on my dowry. That's less than Father's salary for four years, but Father has been gone for fourteen years!"
She stepped closer to Lady Lan step by step. The great majesty oppressed Lady Lan, and she fell to the ground all of a sudden.
"Not to mention the income from the manors and farmlands, just Father's salary alone, you couldn't finish spending it. Now you tell me you have no money! Do you think I'll believe you?"
She squatted down and helped Lady Lan up. "Alright, today is my big happy day. Stop crying and making me feel unlucky! Cui'er, why don't you help Lady and go to the front hall to receive the guests."
Cui'er nodded, but she was muttering in her heart. When did the eldest miss become so powerful!
Lady Lan was helped away by Cui'er, but Mo Yao stood there motionless.
"Aren't you leaving yet? What are you standing here for?" Mo Qinghuan looked at Mo Yao with a gloomy face.
Mo Yao walked over and looked into her eyes.
"Something's wrong!"
Mo Qinghuan was six or seven inches taller than her. At this moment, she squinted at her.
"You're not Mo Qinghuan!"
Mo Qinghuan had long known that one day someone would suspect this, but this body was Mo Qinghuan's. Who dared to say she wasn't!
So she looked at Mo Yao coldly. "Are you crazy?"
Mo Yao was so angry that her lips trembled. She flung her sleeve and left Mo Qinghuan's room.
Not long after she left, about the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Mo Qinghuan heard the sound of gongs and drums.
Hongguo came over cheerfully to announce the good news. "Eldest Miss, the sedan chair is here."
Mo Qinghuan moistened her lips with lipstick again. Dan'er and Shuang'er jointly covered her with the bridal veil. The veil was a layer of red gauze. After it was put on, one could still see things.
Dan'er and Shuang'er supported her and walked to the main hall.
"The bride is coming."
"How pitiful. She's an orphan. There's no one to send her off."
"Marrying into the Regent's Mansion means a lifetime of endless glory and wealth. How is she pitiful..."
"But I heard that the Regent is extremely ruthless and cold to everyone. In my opinion, her life after marriage may not be easy."
The crowd was chattering, saying all kinds of things. But the moment they saw the Regent dismount from his tall horse decorated with red silk, it suddenly stopped.
Mu Yanming was dressed in a bright red wedding robe and wore a jade crown. His cold eyes swept across the crowd, and the crowd immediately knelt down.
"Greetings to the Regent."
The red carpet under their feet was laid all the way into the main hall. He walked in step by step, with a towering figure and a majestic look.
When he saw Mo Qinghuan, a flash of extreme tenderness flashed in his eyes.
He stepped forward, took her hand, and walked towards the sedan chair along the red carpet.
The matchmaker lifted the sedan door, and Mo Qinghuan got in.
Dan'er and Shuang'er followed on both sides.
The people from the Regent's Mansion carried away the dowry prepared by Lady Lan for Mo Qinghuan.
"Oh my god, did you see that? There are exactly twenty loads of dowry. Who said the lady of the General's Mansion doesn't love her legitimate daughter? Look at the specification of this dowry. I'm afraid it's the only one in the whole capital." A girl in a green dress clasped her hands in front of her chest, full of envy.