Chapter 234: If She Was a Wife, Would You Still Marry?
He held the winning coin tightly like a swordsman holding his sword.
Shen Yichao walked to the end of the verandah, took out the scroll from his sleeve, and threw it to Ning Wanzhou's side at will, and his voice in the distance was cold: "The road map of the Jin family's welcoming team, which is convenient for ambushing soldiers and horses, I marked it out with Zhu Mo." β
Ning Wanzhou picked up the scroll.
The cage fire was slightly drunk, and the scroll was painted with a detailed map of Shengjing City, and the round-trip route of the Jin family to welcome relatives was clearly drawn with a red pen, and several red dots were carefully circled.
"Brother, I don't have anything to give you," Jiang Suihan patted Ning Wanzhou's shoulder, "There is a saying in my hometown, 'There must be at least two impulses in a person's life, one for a trip that says go, and one for love that is desperate." Ning Wanzhou, children, do whatever you want, even if you poke out a big basket, and your cousin will support you. β
Ning Wanzhou clenched the scroll tightly and pressed the winning money.
The fox's eyes were red and moist, but he turned his face away coldly and arrogantly: "Don't think I'll be grateful to you. β
Xiao Yi raised his thin lips and poured a glass of wine casually.
The night was dark.
A few people in the courtyard stayed awake all night.
When the stars scattered, Nanfu was already lively, ready to dress up for the bride.
Nan Baoyi walked alone through the dark garden that was still lit and ran straight to Chaowen Courtyard.
As soon as I ran into the garden, I saw Jiang Suihan sleeping under the corridor with a book on his face, Xiao Yi and Shen Yichao sitting leisurely, playing chess and eating tea.
These buddies are really idle.
"Second brother!" She said crisply, "Where's the little grandfather?" β
Xiao Yi lifted his eyelids to look at her.
The girl was holding a soft burden, faintly revealing a delicate dress, her expression was so urgent, she was here to add a head to Ning Wanzhou.
He curled his lips: "In the wing." β
Nan Baoyi hurriedly ran to the wing.
Ning Wanzhou's coarse clothes were short brown, and she tied her sleeves with a thin rope, and she was wearing a sword at her waist.
"Little grandfather," Nan Baoyi put the burden on the table, "My fourth brother's clothes and brocade boots when he was a teenager have not been worn once. I figured you'd look good in it. β
The baggage spreads.
Ning Wanzhou looked at it, the fiery red brocade robe was neatly folded, the cuffs and neckline were embroidered with golden fire lotus, and the fire lotus blonde hair crown was extremely complex and exquisite.
Nan Baoyi paid attention to his expression and nervously tugged at the tie of his skirt.
She secretly ran out without telling her little cousin.
The little grandfather has a ruthless personality, and he probably won't give up this relationship easily, and the person behind him is Xiao Yi, so she estimates that this guy may have to rob his relatives.
If you want to rob your relatives, you have to have a good outfit.
Ning Wanzhou was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Thank you." β
When he replied like this, he meant to rob his relatives.
The stone hanging in Nan Baoyi's heart fell to the ground, and said with a sweet smile: "I'm waiting for the good news of the little grandfather......"
She stepped out of the house, tripped over the threshold, and fell backwards with a screamβ
was hugged by Xiao Yi.
The man lowered his eyes to look at her: "Someone from Songhe Courtyard has called you to accompany Nan Baozhu." β
"Oh......"
It was already the hour of daylight, Nan Baoyi should be dressed, turned around and ran over there.
Before he could run a few steps, he was suddenly grabbed by Xiao Yi's waist.
The morning breeze is light.
The girl's waist is soft and soft, and she is held in her arms, which is more charming and delicate than the young shoots on the tip of a cardamom.
Xiao Yi leaned over and landed a kiss on her cheek.
Her face is pink and delicate, and there is a shallow sweet fragrance, which makes Xiao Yi addicted.
He licked the corner of her lips again before letting go of his hand contentedly and smiling, "Go and accompany your sister." β
Nan Baoyi wiped the corners of his lips that had been licked by him, and couldn't help blushing with disgust, is this a dog?
On such an important day as today, he still has to take advantage of her, and he doesn't have the serious appearance of Dali Siqing when he decided the case.
She was ashamed to look for her little cousin.
It's early in the morning.
The boudoir was crowded with girls of the same age, and Jin Yao was also there, surrounding Nan Baozhu in a red wedding dress in the middle, and was talking lively.
Seeing that the auspicious time had come, Jiang took the red hijab and covered it with a cherished name.
When the hijab fell, Nan Baozhu subconsciously glanced at the crowded crowd, but never saw the rebellious boy.
The hands caged in the wide sleeves of red silk couldn't help but tighten.
The moment the hijab fell, the girl's lips pressed down, and there was no smile at all.
The procession of welcoming relatives beat gongs and drums through the streets and alleys of Shengjing City, all the way to Jin's house.
Nan Baoyi was mixed in the people who sent her relatives, always waiting for Ning Wanzhou to take someone to grab her relatives, but until the sedan chair arrived at the gate of Jinfu, she didn't see Ning Wanzhou's figure.
The sedan chair stopped steadily outside the gate of the Golden Mansion.
The firecrackers sounded, the crowd erupted in cheers, Jin Min stepped off the horse with a smile, and kicked the sedan door under the auspices of the master of ceremonies.
"Come out soon......"
Nan Baoyi muttered in a low voice, and couldn't help but look around.
Jin Yao was curious: "Sister Baoyi has been absent-minded all the way, are you looking for someone?" β
"Hmm," Nan Baoyi came back to his senses, "No, I didn't look for anyone." β
"Then you must be worried that my brother is not good for your cousin." Jin Yao held her hand affectionately, "You put ten thousand hearts, my brother is very gentle, he will definitely treat his sister-in-law well!" β
While the two were talking, Jin Min helped Nan Baozhu out of the sedan chair.
Across the long street, above the pavilion.
The little boy in a fiery red brocade robe, with a golden crown and bundled hair, is full of luxury.
He looked coldly at the bustle in front of the gate of the Golden Mansion.
Mobilizing Tianshu's winning money rubbed repeatedly in his palm, even if he knew that as long as he gave an order, he could snatch the South Treasure Bead from here, he didn't move for a long time.
Han Yan leaned lazily against the window, holding a thin cigarette stick with her slender jade fingers, and curled her lips in the smoke: "Little grandfather, if you don't rob your relatives, the girl will enter the house." β
"It's easy to grab a kiss, but what about after robbing?" Ning Wanzhou clenched the winning money, and her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "Sixteen percent can marry a wife." I'm fourteen years old, and I don't even have the qualifications to marry her. If I snatch her, I will certainly get what I want, but the Jin family will be angry, will anger her family, and will cause trouble for my cousin. β
The tobacco burned quietly, emitting a few wisps of smoke.
Han Yanliang raised an eyebrow.
The willful pampered little boy even thinks about these ......
Was it the ups and downs that sharpened his mind?
"She is actually quite right, compared to me when I was young, Jin Min is her good match."
The bride stepped out of the sedan chair with red silk.
The bright color of the red silk makes her fingertips white and delicate, and she is a pampered lady in the splendid pile.
However, for Ning Wanzhou, the red was too dazzling.
He withdrew his gaze and smiled, "But that doesn't mean I'm giving up on her." I'm just, putting her in the Kim family for the time being. If she doesn't have a good time, I'll take her away. β
Han Yanliang whispered: "If she is already a wife, are you still willing to marry?" β
"Marry. Eight sedan chairs, Ming media is marrying.
"The girl I grew up with, other men treat her badly, I will treat her personally."
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