令筠由与她几分相熟的庶弟背着上了轿。                                                                                接亲，上轿，下轿，跨火盆，过门，拜堂送入洞房。                                                                                可惜，这一次她全然没有第一回的悸动和小儿女的期待。                                                                                她跟玩偶一样被摆弄了一整天，待得一声礼成，总算送入了洞房。                                                                                侯府里热闹非凡，嘈杂的声音一首到了半夜才歇下来。                                                                                陆令筠的房门也终于被推开了。                                                                                陆令筠还盖着红盖头，烛火悠悠，在有限的视野里，她看到一双大红男靴。                                                                                “你就是陆家的？”