Chapter 12: Greeting Relatives

The sky was white, a red sun slowly rose, the sky was dyed red, and the clouds were soaked in the glow, revealing a bright pink.

Meng Ge was awakened by the cold, his side was empty, and the coat he was holding in his arms was already cold.

Yueqing grilled things outside the cave, the branches were inserted with whitebait, and the fish scales flickered in the sun, and soon the roasted outside was charred and tender inside, and the aroma was overflowing.

"Ah Qing, where is Miss Yan? Why is it gone? ”

"What Miss Yan? It's always just the two of us. ”

He looked back at her, and his serious expression did not seem to be fake, but a little inexplicable.

"That's it, it's Miss Yan who saved us yesterday, ...... with poisonous spots on her face"

"That gives us sweet potatoes ......"

"The ...... that took us to the cave"

"There is no Miss Yan, I took you to look for a long time yesterday to find this cave."

"Where is there a girl who is not a girl, in this wilderness, it is strange to have a girl."

Yueqing muttered, it didn't look like she was lying, and she was telling a lot of things.

Meng Ge panicked, feeling that something was wrong, and a nameless cold wind arose behind him, swishing cold, and he began to speak incoherently.

"Obviously, there is......"

"She had a fever yesterday and I ......"

Meng Ge......

It was as if someone was blowing in her ear, and the voice was ethereal, as if it was far and near.

"What's wrong with you, you've been shaking."

took her into his arms, saw that her face was pale, and her whole body was sweating wildly, so he subconsciously hugged her tighter and pressed his warm cheeks against her.

Slowly bowed his head, and a slightly cool breath came to his face.

Meng Ge suddenly pushed him away, his chest fell together, he breathed rapidly, and his heartbeat couldn't be calm.

"No, it's okay......"

Yueqing was not angry, but looked at her with some concern, and advised: "If you have something, you must tell me, we are on our way, go to Lin'an."

Meng Ge nodded, his expression inexplicable.

The two of them walked, hurried and hurried, and finally arrived at Lin'an City before dark.

The first thing that catches your eye is a giant city that spans hundreds of miles, majestic and extraordinary, the banner with the word "Daxuan" is waving in the wind, the pen is vigorous and powerful, and it has the taste of being proud of the world.

Entering the city, the market is very lively, crowded with people, and there is a team slowly moving forward surrounded by the people, beating gongs and drums one after another along the way.

Red makeup lined up from the street to the end of the street, followed by soldiers in heavy armor and holding long blades, all with solemn faces and orderly.

The man in the groom's dress rode on a horse, his face tended to be more feminine, his skin was faintly shiny, and there was a tear mole at the end of his eye, and his gaze was heavy and unfathomable.

The flattering-looking maidservants carried flower baskets and sprinkled rose petals along the road, and the cold wind swept the fragrance of flowers.

Immediately afterwards, gold leaf was sprinkled, causing a lot of scramble.

The people rushed over one after another, and they all wanted to take a look at this prosperous wedding that was rare in a hundred years.

Yueqing carefully protected Meng Ge, lest she be squeezed away, remembering the Shangyuan night when the two first met, she couldn't help but smile at each other.

"This General Xiao is really extraordinary, who else dares to laugh at him now that he is a boy and a girl, and he has a habit of breaking his sleeves?"

"That's strength."

"General Xiao won the battle, and he will be promoted and make a fortune in the future, and his future is bright."

"I also married a beautiful girl, and I am proud of my love and officialdom."

"The two great joys of life are all accounted for."

"Pole to pole, pole to pole ......"

Not far from the Zhijin River is a forest of wineries and teahouses, and everyone is talking about it.

"I heard that the one General Xiao married is his childhood sweetheart, and the two have known each other for many years, and they are very affectionate."

"Don't talk nonsense, General Xiao's green plum is obviously ......"

"You're talking about, Yan ......"

The man stopped talking suddenly, even his face changed, and for a while, everyone's eyes were different, some sighed, some sympathized, and some didn't know why, secretly asked the people around them.

When Meng Ge heard this, his eyes took a little inquiry.

The sedan chair passed by, like raindrops sliding over the crystal white marble plate, splashing and echoing.

The sedan body was wrapped in red silk on all sides, and the breeze blew it, and the Xipa was blown up, and the bride's appearance made her see it clearly.

The neckline of the wedding dress is opened very low, revealing a plump chest, a face like a hibiscus, eyebrows like willows, a phoenix crown on the head, and a head full of pearls and emeralds emitting a dazzling light under the refraction of the sun.

I don't know if the color on her face is lined by her clothes or she has it herself, but she thinks it's amazing.

This face......

Meng Ge subconsciously walked in, stared straight at it, and looked at it again and again.

A cool breath rushed from head to toe, the body trembled subconsciously, the scalp began to numb, and even the breathing was not smooth.

Because she saw no one else.

It's Yan Huan.

It was Yan Huan who was not disfigured.