Chapter 405: Zhen Baoyu's Change
"The auspicious time has arrived, the newlyweds are getting into the sedan chair!"
Outside Lady Jia's warm room, the matchmaker sang loudly, and the maid in the room hurriedly checked Zhen Muring's makeup, and then Shi Ya covered Zhen Muring with red silk.
"Sister, it's my fault that I can't protect my family. That's why I have to force you to marry like this!" Zhen Baoyu on the side had a gloomy expression.
He is the legitimate son of the Zhen family, and even the heir of the next generation. The treatment he receives in the Zhen family is even better than that of Baoyu in the Jia family, which is why he has developed a bad temper. Just like Jia Baoyu, Zhen Yingjia wants to discipline him, but he is spoiled by the old lady of the Zhen family, so he is violent, impetuous, and ignorant of the world.
But this trip to Shenjing made him feel like he was in a dream and he suddenly woke up.
It turns out that everything he enjoyed was like a dream bubble , which could be lost at any time. In order to leave a way out, his family even married his own sister to someone else as a concubine.
This was hard for him to accept and it was like waking up from a dream.
At this moment, looking at his sister wearing her wedding dress, he did not feel happy at all, but sad instead.
Zhen Muring hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Brother, there is no need to do this. As a girl in the boudoir, isn't it natural for me to get married?"
"Besides, whether she's a wife or a concubine, what difference does it make?"
"I just hope that in the future, brother can study hard and establish himself, so that the clan will not waste our support for us."
Zhen Baoyu nodded while crying, and then said, "Sister, today I will send you off to get married!"
After saying that, he squatted slightly, and Shi Ya supported Zhen Muring and lay on Zhen Baoyu's back!
Zhen Baoyu carried Zhen Muring on his back and walked out of the warm room step by step, followed closely by old women and maids.
When they arrived outside the warm room, they saw a large sedan chair carried by eight people waiting there, and Jia Cong was standing next to it.
Carefully putting his sister into the sedan chair, Zhen Baoyu looked at Jia Cong, with a bit of hatred and a bit of pleading in his eyes!
Originally, he and Jia Cong did not know each other and had no connection with each other. But now, the two sides have a connection.
Zhen Baoyu did not speak. Jia Cong bowed to him, and then the matchmaker sang in unison, "The drums and music sounded, and the wedding sedan was about to depart!"
Jia Zhong led eight eunuchs to lift the sedan chair, and then slowly walked out.
Amidst the sound of ceremonial music, the huge procession walked out of the main gate, entered from the side door of Ningguo Mansion, and went straight through the three inner gates before stopping outside the Inner Ceremonial Gate.
Jia Cong got off the horse, and the matchmaker lifted the curtain of the sedan chair. Jia Cong took two steps forward and reached out to hold Zhen Muring's hand.
Zhen Muring's palms trembled involuntarily, and the next moment she felt herself flying into the air and falling into an embrace.
"Today, once you enter the door, you are mine!" Jia Cong's voice rang out.
She shrank into Jia Cong's arms nervously and fearfully. She didn't know why. She was obviously a little afraid of Jia Cong, but this embrace made her feel at ease.
Jia Cong carried Zhen Muring all the way to the decorated courtyard. Along the way, there were matchmakers and maids guiding them through the necessary etiquette. After a while, the two finally entered the house.
After drinking the wedding wine and tying the knot, Jia Cong gently took off the red silk covering Zhen Muring's head.
Under the reflection of the red candle, Zhen Muring today is even more beautiful than before! Her lips are lightly painted, her cheeks are rosy, her eyebrows are slightly drooped, and her somewhat weak expression is even more lovable.
The pearls and jade on her head and the wedding dress she wore were given by the Queen, so they were naturally noble and gorgeous.
Jia Cong subconsciously stretched out his hand and stroked Zhen Muring's fair and tender face. Zhen Muring subconsciously wanted to dodge, but thinking of her identity at the moment, she could only endure it.
"Whether your past experiences were good or bad, they have nothing to do with me! The fate between you and me is indeed a little abrupt and has some twists and turns, but no matter what, from now on, you are my woman. From now on, I will love you, protect you, and will never let you suffer any grievances."
"Maybe, it's a little false to say I like you now, but I will learn to cherish you slowly!"
Zhen Muring slowly raised her head and looked at Jia Cong with her misty eyes.
"My Lord..."
Jia Cong's finger gently touched her red lips, "You are my woman, you shouldn't call me that."
Zhen Muring hesitated for a moment, then nodded and whispered, "I, your concubine, greet you, Master."
Hearing this, Jia Cong couldn't help but smile, "Someone come here!"
Shi Ya and Mo Hen pushed the door open and walked in, only to hear Jia Cong's instructions, "Help Madam change her clothes here, I will go to the front yard to entertain the guests first, and will be back soon. I will stay in the room tonight."
After that, Jia Cong turned to Zhen Muring and said, "You have been busy all day today, and you must be tired. So, you can rest here. I will ask Qingwen and the others to come and see you tomorrow morning. In addition, I have prepared a surprise for you in the side room. I hope you like it."
He stood up, took the sachet from Zhen Muring's waist and hung it on himself, then Jia Cong walked out of the door with a big laugh.
"Congratulations girl!"
Shi Ya and Mo Hen said.
Zhen Muring thought about Jia Cong's words and actions just now, and her originally flustered and confused mood gradually calmed down.
Shi Ya and the other two stepped forward to help Zhen Muring remove her heavy makeup, and then changed her into close-fitting clothes. Zhen Muring came back to her senses, and then whispered to the two of them, "Have you been to the wing room to take a look? What's there?"
Shi Ya shook her head. "There is a maid from the master's courtyard guarding the door of the wing room. She said that only the young lady can go in. No one else can enter. Do you want to go and take a look?"
After hesitating for a moment, Zhen Muring stood up. She was indeed curious about what the surprise Jia Cong was talking about.
The master and his two servants left the inner room, passed through the outer room and the hall, and arrived in front of the wing room on the other side. Sure enough, a maid was guarding outside the door.
"Meet the Madam!"
"Get up!" Zhen Muring responded shyly, "Can I come in?"
"The master has already ordered that the lady can go in. However, the rest of the people cannot."
"Then you guys wait here, I'll go in and take a look and come out!" Zhen Muring said to Shi Ya and the others.
Shi Ya and the others were not worried. They were in the East Mansion now. Besides, could the Marquis harm their daughter? Even if he really wanted to harm the daughter, there was no need to go through so much trouble.
The maid at the door opened the door, and there was another maid waiting inside. She bowed and said, "Madam, please!"
Zhen Muring stepped in and the door behind her closed. Led by the maid, she passed through the screen and saw a familiar person waiting in the room.
"elder sister?"
