Sometimes fate is so strange, God makes you fall in love with a person, but does not let you stay together, it sets up obstacles between you, and let a third person insert it between you strongly, your struggle is a joke in front of it, no matter how you struggle, it just moves your fingers, and everything is back to its established track. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a few days of cultivation, Ye Huangjin's complexion recovered a little, and when he saw that he was about to arrive at the Long Pavilion, he became a little nervous. If Yaya leaves with him, she won't be able to come back for a few years or even longer, they will have to change their names and surnames to live, and they can't live in some big cities, they can only live in remote towns, what if she regrets it? Now he doesn't want to let go.

When Ye Huangjin arrived at the long pavilion, it was not yet midnight, and the agreed place was still empty, so he was not in a hurry, he found a place to sit down, and waited quietly.

However, he would never know that the woman he was waiting for would not come. A few days ago she had been waiting for him here for a whole day, from sunrise to sunset, until her heart was dead and she wanted to see him for a short time.

The wait under the pavilion is destined to be a long way off, but the story in the city has just begun......

That day, Lu Fubai carried Lu Ya back to the city, and when he arrived at the city gate, it was about a child's time, the city gate had already been closed, Lu Ya on his back slept deeply, and his arms around him were already hanging down, and he didn't want to wait for several hours for the city gate to open before entering the city. He shouted at the bottom of the city tower to open the city gate, and Lu Ya, who was awakened, almost fell off his back.

Even in the middle of the night, there were still soldiers guarding the tower. At first, he didn't notice that Lu Fubai was close to the city gate because he was wearing dark clothes, and he almost quietly arrived at the city under the cover of the night, and now he howls like this, even if he is wearing a night suit, he can see it. When a soldier hears that someone is about to enter the city, his first reaction is to take a bow, and if there is any movement from the people in the city, he is ready to shoot with arrows.

Naturally, Lu Fubai's voice alarmed not only the soldiers defending the city, but also the guards and Beijing officials, after all, the people now know that the city gate is open and closed, and no one can pass the rest of the time, and the last time he shouted the city in the middle of the night was ten years ago. At that time, several wanted outlaw bandits disguised themselves as villagers, and pushed a pot-bellied woman into the city with a cart, and the woman's painful moans aroused the compassion of the soldiers defending the city, but after the city gate was opened, they killed the soldier first, and killed several people for several days in a row, until they were arrested, and dozens of people had died in the city because of them.

Therefore, when Lu Fubai shouted out, the first reaction of the soldiers defending the city was danger, because it was impossible for ordinary people to choose to enter and exit the city gate at this time.

In the end, Lu Yun chased Lu Fubai all the way with a stick, and after catching up, copying the stick was a fat beating, without mercy, but Lu Ya was lifted heavily and put down gently, without any reprimand.

Today is the day of Lu Ya's marriage, after saving her face, she changed into a wedding dress, and looked at the woman in a red dress in the mirror, she couldn't recognize it. Looking at the mirror, Lu Ya's lips moved, but she couldn't smile.

Also. lowered her eyes and sneered, the person she married was neither a person she loved nor an acquaintance, how could she laugh.

Shao Zhen took the comb on the dresser, untied Lu Ya's long hair and began to comb it, "Time is really fast, Yaya is about to get married." ”

Stiffly hooked the corners of her mouth, Lu Ya didn't answer, or she didn't know how to answer. If she could say that she would not marry, she would have said it a long time ago, and the so-called words of the parents' order matchmaker mean that she cannot refuse, and it is useless to say more.

"One comb to the end, and the second comb to the white hair to the eyebrows. Three combs are combed to the children and grandchildren, and four combs are combed to four silver shoots. Pull up the bun, Shao Zhen took the phoenix crown in the tray and put it on for her, and took the flute to fix it.

The sound of firecrackers outside the house has already sounded, and it is estimated that the procession to welcome relatives has arrived.

Sure enough, after a while, Lu Fubai's voice came, "Yaya, is it okay?" The greeting procession has arrived......" The unfinished words stuck in his throat, and even the elder brother who grew up together since childhood was amazed.

Lu Ya, who is dressed up, is beautiful and incomprehensible, the exquisite skirt of the wedding dress is swaying to the ground, the festive red reflects her face like a peach blossom, and the dotted emerald phoenix crown on the dark cloud bun is solemn and not old-fashioned.

Lu Fubai dared to conclude that his sister was definitely the most beautiful bride in the city in recent years.

"It's already done."

As the hijab fell, the familiar objects and people in the room were obscured little by little, until they were completely invisible, and only a patch of red remained in front of them.

From the moment she stepped out of the Lu Mansion, Lu Ya felt that she was already dead, and she did whatever the wedding lady said, just like a puppet puppet being led away, and when she came back to her senses, she had already been sent to the new house.

I began to feel uneasy in my heart, as if something had left him and I couldn't hold on to it anymore. Ye Huangjin kept pacing back and forth, and every minute and second at this time was torment for him.

The coachman who had been waiting with him for a long time couldn't help it, he called out to Ye Huangjin and asked, "Young Master Ye, when will you wait for the others to come?" I can't wait with you all the time, can I? It's been more than ten days since I left home, and my mother-in-law is still waiting for me to come home. He was so frightened that he wished he could go home early, and he would never dare to take it next time he had such a long-distance business, and he would rather send it on a short trip, at least he would not meet bandits.

The coachman's intention to go couldn't be more obvious, Ye Huangjin was helpless, and he couldn't force him to stay, "Then you go back first, I'll wait." ”

"Okay." As soon as he heard that he could go home, the coachman suddenly got up from the ground. Patting the dust on his body, he got into the carriage, and before leaving, he specially reminded Ye Huangjin to pay attention to his wounds.

The carriage gradually moved away, Ye Huangjin covered the injury and walked to the door, the cool wind blowing in his face, slightly dissipating the heat on his face. In fact, the wound on his shoulder had already suppurated, and the doctor in Micun was just a barefoot doctor who could treat minor ailments, and the medicine he prepared was not very good for Ye Huangjin's wound, but he was afraid of delaying the trip, so he secretly concealed it, and the reason why his complexion looked good was only a thin red caused by fever.

The sun was setting in the west, and he leaned wearily against the corner, and he thought, maybe he needed a little sleep.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and then the door was pushed open.

Seeing that it was Liao Jun, the maid in the happy room was anxious, and hurriedly stopped him and said, "Young master, you can't come in now." ”

According to wedding customs, the two newlyweds are not allowed to meet before sunset, so Liao Jun should accompany the guests to drink wedding wine in the front hall at this time.

"Get out of the way." Liao Jun blocked the maid who blocked the way and walked to the happy bed.

The voice is somewhat familiar. A pair of brocade boots appeared in the place where he could see under the hijab, and he subconsciously raised his head slightly, and his eyes were red, and he couldn't see anyone.

A pair of slender hands lifted the hijab, and the gaze increased little by little, until the hijab was completely removed, and when he raised his head, he met a pair of eyes that were not unfamiliar but not familiar.