Three days before the New Year, Li Ye officially married Qingyu as a concubine. Li Ye also gave Li Bai enough face and asked Wang Changling to be a matchmaker. The matchmaker Liu Weng, and the magnificent matchmaker, married Qingyu into the family.

Of course, this is also a matter of people's attention. Most people take concubines silently, and a sedan chair is taken into the back house and a brief ceremony is held.

Only a very small number of powerful families or royal families who take concubines pay attention to etiquette, but it also depends on the background of the other party’s parents’ family. For example, the prince Li Yu married Dugu Qiming because of the background of the Dugu family. The Ming media married the palace and welcomed it in a glorious way.

The Qi Palace held a lively wedding. Princess Dugu Xinyue and Yang Yuhuan went out for a day. In the largest Baiyu Hall on the third floor of Jincheng Restaurant, Yang Yuhuan sat next to the brazier and read a book quietly. In fact, he was absent-minded and kept glancing at the gate.

When it comes to Li Ye marrying Qing Yu, Yang Yuhuan showed her mature side. She did not show any jealousy. She worked hard with Dugu Xinyue and arranged the mansion. She knew very well that the more she showed no concern, the more guilt Li Ye felt, and she would get more blessings.

But more importantly, Yang Yuhuan needs to have his own child. Although he is an adopted daughter, Yang Yuhuan is also looking forward to it.

"Azhu, look at this I wrote!"

Dugu Xinyue stood at the table and wrote, and she was rarely so elegant.

Yang Yuhuan put down the book and Shi Shi walked over. The eldest sister wrote a poem.

‘I searched for a title of marquis thousands of miles away, and a horse was guarding Liangzhou. Where did the dream of the pass and rivers break? The dust was dark and the old marten fur. Before the Hu was destroyed, the hair was autumn first, and the tears flowed in the empty space. Who would have thought that in this life, my heart was in Tianshan Mountains and my body was old in Xiangzhou.’

Yang Yuhuan suddenly remembered and covered her mouth and said, "This is my husband."

Dugu Mingyue nodded, "This is the word he chanted casually that night, and I asked him to complete it."

"Sister, you said that your husband doesn't write poetry, but writing one by chance is a shocking work, and it's really not easy!"

"He is feeling something! He wanted to put the storage in Zhangye before, and I knew that he was still concerned about Anxi and Suoye in his heart."

"Have you been to Thunderbolt?" Yang Yuhuan asked in a low voice.

"I want to go, but I haven't had a chance."

"I want to go too, and I dream of going to see it. In the past, I wanted to go to Atehai the most, the most distant place, and to forget all the troubles, stay away from all the noise, and want to live there for the rest of my life."

"What about now?"

Yang Yuhuan smiled bitterly and said, "Now I just want to go and see, I don't have the same expectations as before."

"Because now you are getting further and further away from before."

"Maybe!"

At this time, a knock on the door came from outside, and the maid reported at the door of the outside: "Madam, they are here!"

Dugu Xinyue nodded, "Let them come in!"

Two women came in. One of them was Wu, the titswoman of his daughter Yaoguang, and a short woman in her thirties followed behind her. She had a small nose and small eyes, but she was dressed very gorgeously and felt very funny. The monkey was wearing gorgeous clothes.

Yang Yuhuan has some experience. When she sees this woman, she will know who it is? The aunt of the young lady, her uncle will not despise her niece. She only has an aunt, and she looks like a mean and sarcastic person.

But at this time, Yang Yuhuan no longer cared about the woman. She stared at the cradle she was holding in the woman's hand. She wanted to meet her, but she didn't have the courage.

At this time, Li Ye's eldest daughter Xingsha jumped out of the room, "I'll take a look at the little sister!"

She leaned over, looked on tiptoe, and exclaimed, "It seems they are!"

What she said seemed to be her own sister Yaoguang. In fact, it was because she found that Yaoguang looked very similar to that little lady that the wet nurse Wu asked the princess if she wanted that child.

"Er Niang, come and have a look."

Yang Yuhuan could no longer hold it back, moved forward and carefully took the child from the woman's hand. Is this his daughter? A pink and tender little lady was sucking her little finger. Yang Yuhuan's tears fell down, and she couldn't help crying with joy.

At this moment, the little lady suddenly cried with her mouth.

"She's hungry!"

The wet nurse Wu quickly took it over and stuffed her breasts into the child's mouth. The young lady stopped crying and immediately started sucking her big mouth.

"Poor baby, I didn't even drink a sip of my mother's milk, hey!"

Yang Yuhuan looked at the little lady's obedient appearance and asked, "How did her mother die?"

"I died of heavy bleeding after giving birth."

At this time, Dugu Xinyue also agreed with the child's aunt that she would not disturb her again and gave her two hundred taels of silver. The little woman left happily with the silver.

Dugu Xinyue came over and looked at the little lady's face carefully, and smiled and said, "It's really like my Yaoguang. It's not too much to say that they are twin sisters."

She smiled at Yang Yuhuan again and said, "Give the child a name!"

Yang Yuhuan smiled and said, "My husband has already thought about it, and his name is Qiuhe!"

Dugu Xinyue was stunned for a moment. Qiuhe was the name of her eldest sister, and the eldest daughter of her third uncle Dugu Ming. She was named Princess Jingle and went to Khitan to marry, but was killed by the Khitans.

"Well! Just pretend Qiuhe is back."

In the evening, Dugu Xinyue and her family came back from behind. The banquet in front was almost over. The wedding on the surface had been completed, but there was still a real gift. It can be said that Qingyu just walked around lively outside and had not really entered the door.

She had not saluted the princess yet, and without the princess' consent, she could not enter the door.

There were only a few people in the back hall, Li Tengkong, and Aunt Gongsun and Yang Yuhuan sat aside. As witnesses, the princess Dugu Xinyue sat in the main seat, but the groom Li Ye was not there.

A maid handed a red porcelain teacup to Qingyu. Qingyu did not change his name, but still called Qingyu, but added a surname, Liu Qingyu. Although her father was Li Bai, she could not use her father's surname, otherwise there would be problems with this marriage. If the same surname is not married, this is the rule since ancient times.

Speaking of which, they all have surnames Li, but they are not related yet. Li Bai is a branch of the Li clan of Longxi. His ancestors were scattered in the late Sui Dynasty. Li Ye was a royal family of Li Tang, but actually a branch of the Li clan of Zhaojun. He was captured to the grassland and became a garrison of the six towns. After the mutiny of the six towns failed, a large number of soldiers in Wuchuan Town were escorted to the Guanlong area to be resettled, and the generals inside formed a group, that is, the Guanlong group that created the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

However, in order to keep people from talking, Qingyu changed to the surname Liu, her mother's surname.

Qingyu took the teacup, knelt down obediently, and presented it to the princess. Dugu Xinyue looked at Qingyu carefully, her eyes were flowing, pink, white, black, and quite delicate and plump. It was indeed a fairy on earth, and the country was fascinating. No wonder so many powerful people wanted to accept her as their own, even their mother-in-law.

Dugu Xinyue knew it well. Her mother-in-law said that she was just an excuse to give birth to a son. There were so many women who could give birth to a son. Why did she like Qingyu? She was the most beautiful person.

There are only a few women's thoughts. How could Dugu Xinyue not understand? Her mother-in-law is still a little afraid of Yang Yuhuan and hopes that her son will not fall too deeply in her. So she wants to find another young and beautiful woman to transfer her son's thoughts, so she likes Qingyu.

But how is it possible? A woman like Yang Yuhuan is so charming that she surpasses her age and can only produce one after a thousand years. No matter how good Qingyu looks, she is just a good skin. She cannot compare with Yang Yuhuan.

Dugu Xinyue took the teacup and said slowly: "From now on, you are my sister. The state has national laws and family rules. There are actually not many rules in our family. You can slowly understand it in the future, but you must remember first that Aunt Mu is the grandmother of her husband and the elder of all of us, so you must not be looked down upon."

Actually, Qingyu knew that she nodded slightly, "Sister, Qingyu remembers it!"

"Tonight is your wedding night, I won't delay you, go!"

Qingyu bowed and bowed to Yang Yuhuan. Then, with the support of two maids, she went to the bridal chamber. The lanterns in her yard were bright and the candles were bright. A huge character 四 hanged on the wall.

Her husband Li Ye stood at the door and looked at him with a smile. Qingyu suddenly felt infinite expectation in his heart. How beautiful should her wedding candle be?
Chapter completed!