The final procedure of the wedding is the Gao Yu sacrificial dance.

The sacrificial dance of Gao Yu is intended to seek children. Because its dancing posture is more than the harmony of yin and yang, primitive and unrestrained, often make the audience red-faced, early in the morning, there are maids in front of the guest table to hang the ruyi cloud pattern gauze curtain, the dancer and the distinguished guests in the hall separated.

It's just that the ice silk gauze curtain is as thin as a cicada's wings, although the streamer is shining and the moire is darkly printed, everyone behind the curtain can still see the plump female dancer, except for a cloth covering her waist, there is nothing on her body. She wore a long braid with a tinkling brass bell at the end of her braid, her hands held high, and she walked to the beat of the music, while chanting words in her mouth, praying for the newlyweds to have an heir. A muscular male dancer next to him dressed in the same costume, waving his arms and moving in circles to gradually move closer to the female dancer, intertwining with her body and making various bold gestures.

According to custom, there is no curtain hanging in front of the couple sitting high in the center.

So the bride's face began to burn.

She stretched out her sweaty hand to grasp the wine glass on the table, only to find that the glass had been empty for a long time.

The female officer who played the role of the bride next to her was used to seeing this kind of scene, and she knew how to look at her face. Seeing this, he hurriedly picked up the wine jug, added wine to the bride, smiled while pursing the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "The slave maid said before that this ceremony of asking for a child is a blessing. If you're really embarrassed to look at it, just bow your head and eat wine. ”

The bride lowered her head and sipped wine, and when her mind was in a state of confusion, she felt that she was a little ridiculous for her cowardice.

She put down her glass, her fingertips still trembling uncontrollably, and before she could retract her sleeve, she was suddenly held by the groom beside her.

His fingers were slender and strong, and with a familiar warmth, they rubbed gently against the back of her hand.

But she didn't dare to look sideways at him, and she didn't have the courage to resist, so she could only let him hold her hand and continue to sit in silence.

A cool night breeze came, blowing through the moire curtain in front of everyone's eyes, stirring up ripple-like ups and downs.

The thin veil in front of the chief case in the lower left also rose with the wind, revealing half of the figure of the person behind the case.

She couldn't help but look up.

After a quick glance, I didn't have time to see the man's expression, only to see that he was stiff, clutching a wine glass in his hand, and his knuckles were slightly white.

The dancers in the hall were still writhing violently.

The drumbeat of the dance music seemed to get louder and louder, and it all hit her heart at once, striking wave after wave of pain, rippling with sourness, and making her mind begin to become trance-like.

She couldn't remember when life began to become so ridiculous......