Chapter 163: How Do You Carry Pinru's Wardrobe (23)
In the next few days, Shen Xi personally taught Tulian to learn to walk, and outside the dormitory, the wedding of the high priest to marry the little mermaid was being prepared in an orderly manner.
The four ladies volunteered to help and strive for perfection in every aspect of the wedding, which was even more stringent than the requirements they had to prepare for their own wedding.
They got married, and the wedding had to be the best!
On the day of the wedding, Tu Lian changed into a delicate and gorgeous red wedding dress, the slim wedding dress lined him like jade, and his long dark hair was tied high with a gold red rope, and the rest poured on his back.
When a male gets married, there is no need to paint makeup on his face, and such a plain face is already pouring all beings.
After changing her clothes and bunching her hair, she sat cross-legged on the bed, the red gauze tent fell, and after everything was done, the servants withdrew from the dormitory.
For a while, the dormitory was silent, Tulian was bored, couldn't help but doze off, and as soon as her eyelids were glued together, she heard the window of the dormitory "creak" and was pushed open, followed by a slight sound of landing.
Feeling the breath of this "uninvited guest", Tu Lian opened her eyes, stretched out her hand to open the gauze tent, and saw a white-haired old woman with a rickety figure approaching him.
He was overjoyed, and hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran over, hugging the white-haired old woman: "Auntie! Ah Lian misses you so much! ”
Tumeng hugged him backhanded: "Ah Lian, my mother misses you too." ”
Tumeng's voice was old and warm, and when he held Tu Lian, the expression between his eyebrows and eyes was very gentle.
At this time, she thought of something, let go of Tu Lian, and asked him anxiously: "Ah Lian, did that Shen sin do anything to you, did he hurt you?!" ”
"Nope!" Tu Lian shook her head: "Bad uncle is good to Ah Lian, there are endless dried fish, he still wants to marry Ah Lian today!" ”
Tu Lian looked very happy, Tu Meng closed her eyes, her mind was dizzy, and her body took half a step back unsteadily.
"Auntie! What happened to you? Tu Lian hurriedly helped the person steady.
Tu Meng smiled bitterly, raised his hand and touched his face: "Ah Lian, you can't marry him!" Marry him and you'll die, you know? A-Niang is here to take you away! The hand moved away from his face and grabbed one of his wrists instead: "A-Niang is here to take you away, quick!" Ah Lian, come with Ah Niang! ”
While talking, Tu Meng took Tu Lian and left.
The Cangyue Hall is heavily guarded, and if people who are not from the Cangyue Palace want to enter the Cangyue Palace, it is really more difficult than ascending to the sky! Otherwise, it wouldn't be good, and the guards were relatively lax today, so they found an opportunity to sneak in.
God knows how anxious she was to find out that Tulian was given to Shen by the Beastmaster! It's like an ant on a hot pan!
Tu Lian couldn't figure out the situation, but he was very decisive and left with Tu Meng.
Not for anything else, just because the characters are set up like this.
In this world, there is no more important person than A-Niang.
The marriage process is cumbersome, and it is the turn of the slaves to enter the dormitory to ask for a driver, and the slaves find that the newlyweds are gone! Rummaging through the entire Innocent Terrace and even the Cangyue Palace, there was no one to see.
The servant who had found nothing came running in a panic and knelt down in front of Shen Xi to inform him: "Oh no, high priest! The boy is gone! ”
Shen Xi looked at the servant coldly, and felt that this situation was inexplicably familiar, as if he had experienced it before.
His wedding was also held, he was also dressed in a wedding robe, and there were also servants kneeling before him and saying, "Oh no, high priest! The boy is gone! ”
The wisher had a memory that was blank, and Shen Xi had no mind or interest in exploring it, but that memory came out on its own.