Chapter 152: Rules
Lu Hui, who was sitting on the sedan chair, felt an unusual meaning around him.
She has always been more sensitive to the smell of blood than others.
The slight sound of swords in her ears, and the faint blood drifting in the wind, told her that it was not peaceful outside.
She wanted to open the curtain and take a look, but she also knew that it was not appropriate to have many things today.
Today is her big day, how can she let others disturb her big things?
Therefore, despite the thousands of thoughts in his head, Lu Hui also sat firmly like a mountain, without the slightest movement.
Until a feathered arrow jumped into the sedan chair and nailed it to her head.
Lu Hui blinked, stretched out his hand to pull out the feather arrow, and reached out to throw it out of the sedan chair.
Pu Jia sighed outside the sedan chair: "I'm sorry, master, the slave and maid missed." β
"It doesn't matter."
Lu Hui smiled.
It's just that the first wedding is lively.
Anyway, looking at the posture outside, there is no big movement.
She also thought that others would not interfere in her wedding, but she was too naΓ―ve.
How could there be no movement? The reason why it is so quiet is mostly due to the force of Shan Shulin.
Pu Jia smiled apologetically, becoming more and more cautious.
This change did not affect Lu Hui's mood too much. She leaned back slightly, leaning back against the embroidered mat in the palanquin.
The hijab on her head blocked her view a little, but it was fine. Anyway, she judged the direction of the hidden weapon, and never relied on her eyes.
The sound of the instrument suddenly changed.
This is not because of any change, but because of the change in the next stage, Lile has changed.
Lu Hui's eyes opened, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.
She knew that this change in the sound of ritual music meant that Shan Shu was coming.
Outside the sedan chair, Shan Shulin Yuma walked slowly in the middle of the road, followed by a red-clothed guard holding a mahogany sign, and everyone was full of a standard, like a mold compared to a smile.
Laugh, of course.
Not only to laugh, but also to laugh at the standard.
What the? Stiff face? Do you still want it?
The guards smiled more enthusiastically, and the people around them always felt that they were cold.
Alone neglected to ignore any of this.
He stopped his horse and looked at the sedan chair in front of him, and suddenly lowered his head, and layers of smiles spread on his face.
Ying Zhi asked on the side and looked at his former friend and smiled like a fool, sighed calmly: "It's not good after the auspicious time." β
He always felt that Ziqi could stand here for a day.
Someone brought a bow and a crossbow, and took a happy arrow with a joy ball hanging on it.
This is the custom of Jiang Guo to marry.
The groom has to shoot three arrows at the sedan chair to show that the husband is difficult to shake and show that he has the best position in the family.
Shan Shulin looked at the crossbow and held it in his hand.
Then, something unexpected happened.
He raised his hand, threw the bow and crossbow on the ground, and broke the three joyful arrows into six pieces, and threw them on the top of the sedan chair.
"This ......"
How ugly and ugly the bride's face is.
"Big official, isn't this unreasonable......
"Nothing out of place." Shan Shulin turned the horse's head, "Rules are dead things, but I am alive, I can do whatever I want." β
Xi Niang looked at the unpretentious look on his face, didn't dare to say more, stepped aside, but sighed again and again.
Thinking that sighing can also be bad, he hurriedly closed his mouth and put on a smiling face again.
Riding on a horse, Shan Shulin thought in his heart:
He had promised to resign that he would never fight her sword again, and now it is like this, which is not a violation of the promise made at that time.
And......
Soon, everything in front of us should be stopped.
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