Jiang Shi's poignant and sharp warning broke abruptly, alarming the slaves outside the door, they pushed the door in with their swords, and asked urgently: "Young Master Yan, what's wrong?"

After the sedan chair shook violently, it fell into silence for a long time, Yan Zijin stood in fright, and there were some doubts in Peach Blossom's eyes.

Yan Zijin saw that there was no sound in the sedan chair for a long time, afraid that something would happen to Jiang Shi, and his concern was better than timidity, so he approached the sedan chair uneasily.

A group of people supported Yan Zijin left and right, and cautiously approached the sedan chair with a sword.

Yan Zijin leaned closer to the sedan chair, tried to look through the thick red sedan curtain, and asked uneasily, "Miss Jiang?" What's wrong with you, can you make a sound? ”

The sedan chair was silent as if no one was there.

Everyone nervously erected their swords, ready to deal with the monsters that might rush out at any time, the red sleeves and ten fingertips were holding thin silver needles, and they were ready to go, and the atmosphere was very tense, and they were about to start.

"Daughter!" Suddenly, a shout interrupted the confrontation inside and outside the sedan chair, and everyone looked at Mrs. Jiang with a large number of people, and broke into the battlefield in a hurry, and everyone's tight strings were accidentally broken and suddenly loosened.

Yan Zijin just wanted to say hello to the danger that had not been ruled out here, but Mrs. Jiang crossed him, lifted the sedan curtain without saying anything, pulled up the red sleeves that were ready to fight, hugged them in his arms and shouted distressedly: "My poor poetry!"

Red Sleeves quietly put away the dark needles on the fingertips in his sleeve robe.

"Did those thieves who rob relatives do anything to you?" Mrs. Jiang stepped back, grabbed her wrist, and asked nervously looking up and down through the hijab.

Red Sleeves shook his head silently, Mrs. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, and then let go of her daughter. Because men and women are not intimate in etiquette, even their own daughters rarely come into contact.

Under deep concern, Mrs. Jiang ignored the details of the fleshy flesh of the red sleeved wrist, which did not match her daughter's emaciated body shape.

The people who were preparing to fight, under the invisible error verification of Jiang Taifu, breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, put down the weapons in their hands, and thought that the woman in front of them was Jiang Shi.

The red sleeves stood quietly beside Mrs. Jiang, and quietly hid their fleshy hands under the long sleeves.

Mrs. Jiang saw that her daughter was fine, and she was afraid that there would be any more accidents, so she hurriedly greeted her subordinates and said, "You hurry up and invite the young lady to the sedan chair."

Yan Zijin was just about to open his mouth to refuse the marriage, but Mrs. Jiang grabbed his wrist tightly without saying a word, for fear that he would escape.

Mrs. Jiang looked at Yan Zijin in the dust, patted the back of his hand and said movingly: "Virtuous son-in-law, I have worked hard to find my daughter day and night for the past two days, and when I go back later, I will immediately notify the guests and arrange for you to marry tonight."

Yan Zijin looked at Jiang Shi who was silently beside her in embarrassment, remembering her pitiful prayer just now, and it was difficult to spit out the words of refusal to marry in her mouth.

Surrounded by everyone, the red sleeves obediently got on the sedan chair, and the eight sedan chairmen lifted the sedan chair and went all the way to Yanfu.

Yan Zijin just wanted to take the opportunity to withdraw his hand and get rid of Mrs. Jiang on the horse.

Mrs. Jiang seemed to have already seen through his intentions, grabbed his wrist more and more, and said eagerly: "Virtuous son-in-law, come and sit in a sedan chair with me, I have a lot to say to communicate with you, otherwise you won't give me face."

Yan Zijin was helplessly pulled by him into a green cloth sedan chair, and was forced to talk to each other all the way by the wrist, crying and laughing in his heart.

Red Sleeves sat in the sedan chair, breathed a sigh of relief, and found that the lid under his buttocks had been broken, and when he looked down, black green silk was winding like a snake under his feet.

Only then did Red Sleeves realize that in a hurry just now, Jiang Shi's hair had not been completely stuffed into the box, revealing a big horse's feet.

Red Sleeves hurriedly opened the lid under the seat, looked at the unconscious woman hiding inside, grabbed a few strands of green silk poured on the ground, and quickly stuffed them back into the box.

Red sleeves hid Jiang Shi carefully, and then quietly lifted the curtain, and found that there were more than 100 people outside, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, he still had to go to the master's appointment......

The sun is in the sky, the scorching sun is sparkling, and the waves of the Yangtze River are lapping the wooden oars, pushing the boats docked on the riverbank.

The captain of the boat hid in the boat's shed to hide from the heat, and sat on a small wooden bench with his legs spread wide, smoking dry cigarettes.

He glanced at the increasingly receding sun, and skillfully struck his pipe on the plank to extinguish the fire, put it in an indigo cloth tobacco pouch, and hung it on his belt.

He walked to the bow of the boat, pulled up the reins of the ship, rushed to the shore, and shouted at several guest officers waiting on the shore: "Guest officer, the ship is out of time, and if you don't leave, you won't be able to get out of the customs."

Bailixi and his party, who were hiding in the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness, had already been patient, and they had been feeding the mosquitoes for a long time with Han Qing and other little lovers.

Bailixi heard the words of the boat boss, glanced at Ye Yuanshan, and muttered a few words before walking out of the shade of the tree and said gently: "Master Han, are your people sure to come?"

Han Qing is an important person in their lead with Bei Han this time, but his little lover is more than half an hour late, Han Qing insists on welcoming people under the spicy sun and is willing to go, they are waiting on the side, neither leaving, not leaving.

Fortunately, Bailixi is a good-tempered person, and if he were someone else, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

Han Qing was standing in the middle of the road, already sweating, eager to stare at the way he came and release the late beauty.

When Han Qing heard Bailixi's words, he also realized that if he dragged on, everyone would not be able to leave, so he looked at Murong Bai, who was holding an umbrella for him beside him, and made up his mind:

"Yulin, you go back to Beihan with them first, take care of Ye Hehua on the way, I definitely can't abandon the red sleeves here, I have to stay and wait for her to leave together. Do you think she hasn't been here for so long? ”

Murong Bai held the parasol for Han Qing steadily, standing on the side and silently accompanying him, he was a full "virtuous man". Bailixi They are even more convinced of the rumors that they are little lovers.

Murong Bai looked at the way he came, his starry eyes were unwavering, and he said lightly: "Unexpected."

"Hualang, they can't do without you, I'll stay and wait for Red Sleeves." Murong Bai said and handed the umbrella in his palm to Han Qing.

"No......" Han Qing returned it to him, and the two of them held the oil-paper umbrella tightly with their ten fingers, pushing each other back.

"Hua Lang'er, you two don't have to stay, I'll send someone to stay and wait for the red-sleeved girl, and you all go back with me first." Ye Yuanshan inserted a pole from the middle, broke the intertwined fingers of the two and took away the umbrella, and said with a smile.

"No, how can I leave her here......" Han Qing thought that he was still warm in bed with Red Sleeves last night, and it was too chilling to throw people away today and go back to Beihan alone.

After all, Bailixi was a woman, and he saw Han Qing's difficulties, so he persuaded him: "There is a reason for it, I think the girl with red sleeves will understand, if Han Gongzi is really not at ease, he will write a letter to her."

"This ......" Han Qing was still hesitating.

"Brother-in-law, when Sister Red Sleeves comes back, I will help you explain together, besides, Sister Red Sleeves has won your true inheritance, and it is not so easy to get into trouble." With the support of others, Yehehua stepped out of the shade and joined the persuasion team.

"Okay." Han Qing looked at Ye Hehua, whose cheeks were so thin that he was hungry, his heart softened, and he reluctantly agreed.

After this incident, Ye Hehua's status in Han Qing's mind has been raised to a very important position, so he can't bear to be careless.

Han Qing wrote a letter with his own hands, took off the jade pendant that had always been close to his waist, stuffed it into an envelope, and solemnly entrusted it to Bailixi's subordinates and said, "Please be sure, bring back my woman, she is very important to me."

Until Han Qing got on the boat, he was still standing at the stern of the boat, looking at the pier that was getting farther and smaller as it went, waiting for a miracle to appear.

At this moment, the woman who was waiting for everyone was carried into the Yan Mansion, and she couldn't get out of it surrounded by everyone.

Red Sleeves remembered that the woman who passed through the door in Muyun couldn't speak until her husband picked up her hijab, otherwise it would be unlucky.

So, he used sign language to drive away a large group of waiting mothers-in-law, took off the hijab and quickly bolted the wooden door.

Now that there is someone guarding the door, it has passed the time agreed with the master, and the red sleeves are anxiously circling around the house.

Red Sleeves touched it in his arms, and there were still some materials left to make human skin masks, and his heart was a little settled, thinking that since he had missed the appointed time, it was better to find a way to break away from the Yan Mansion first, and then join the master.

Thinking of this, Red Sleeves hurriedly sat down in front of the makeup bronze mirror, spread the human skin mask powder in his arms on the table, quickly mixed it with the potion, and applied it to his face before it was about to dry hard, fabricating it on Jiang Shi's face in his memory.

"Miss Jiang, the auspicious time has arrived, the groom is waiting for you at the door, open the door and come out to get married." The matchmaker and a group of people blocked the door, banging the gong to urge relatives, and shouting happily.

Under the urging of the gong, Red Sleeves fidgeted, and firmly pressed his back against the wooden door that was slammed "rattle", and almost cried at the thought of the upcoming weekly salute with a strange man.

The rush was faster than the other, and the red lady had to open the door surrounded by everyone under the urging of everyone.

Red Sleeves felt bitter and astringent in his heart, and reluctantly took the joy of leading, staring at Yan Zijin's red robe tail in front of him from under the gap under the hijab, and quietly stepped over the brazier under the guidance of everyone and entered the happy hall.

"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has arrived, the bride is in place, the groom is in place, and the marriage ceremony can begin." Mrs. Jiang and Yan Rushui, seeing that their children had arrived, turned their heads and asked expectantly.

Xiao Jingyu and Mo were separated, sitting on top of the two fathers-in-law, and the little eunuch and Hua Xihuan were separated from each other to serve left and right.

"Let's get started." Xiao Jingyu put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at his friend who was about to be forced to salute, and smiled happily.

Because of the turmoil in the world now, Mu Yun and even the royal family and nobles can't care about the six rituals in a big way, and turn the cumbersome weekly rites into a simple worship hall, which saves a lot of energy.

When the matchmaker saw the people seated, they were all ready, and she stood on the side of the hall and sang passionately:

"Worship heaven and earth, and receive the grace of heaven and earth, and rise, and rise."

"Two worship Gaotang, and thank Gaotang for re-education, rise, rise."

"Husband and wife worship each other, enter the cave house together to marry children, rise, rise."

A pair of newlyweds knelt down three times and bowed in compliance with the shouts of the matchmaker, and under the cheers of everyone, the ceremony was completed.

Hua Xihuan Xingxing looked at the scene of Yan Zijin and the bride saluting, as if she saw Li Junye, who was secretly shaking his head in front of the guests, and wanted to marry a certain young lady who was in the right place, and the picture of the future marriage, her heart began to ache.

Seeing her distracted, Mo Xiangli took her hand, stared at the newcomer who was surrounded and left, and thought in his heart:

At the beginning, she promised to sit in the position of harem concubine, so she helped Xihuan marry Li Junye, and now that she is in the back position, although she is reluctant, it is time to fulfill her promise.

Yan Zijin and Red Sleeves were surrounded into the cave room, frolicked for a while and dispersed, leaving only two people.

Yan Zijin looked at Jiang Shi, who was sitting quietly at the head of the bed, touched her nose and said embarrassedly: "Miss Jiang, do you remember what you said before?"

Red Sleeves nodded silently, Yan Zijin breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that he was too much of a bully to other girls, so he said in a soft tone: "Then you have a good rest first, and I will go to see off the guests first."

Red Sleeves nodded silently, and Yan Zijin left safely.

After a while, the maid brought a red date lotus seed soup and put it on the table, and said, "Madam, this is the red date and lotus seed soup that the old lady prepared for you, please drink it."

Red Sleeves didn't have the heart to eat and drink, so she put it all over, and the maid continued: "Madam, please drink it all, Xiaohong can deal with the old lady."

Red Sleeves reluctantly took the sweet soup, because his stomach was empty, he quickly ate the overly sweet tonic soup, and then returned the empty bowl and spoon to the maid.

The maid smiled and left satisfied.

Red Sleeves sat on the bed with his eyes closed, recuperating and waiting for the opportunity to get out, but gradually he felt that his body began to heat up, and his consciousness became confused.

She vaguely felt the master, opened the door and entered the room, but she didn't know how to hide far away, and refused to cave the room.

Yan Zijin was poured a lot of wine by his friends, and was forced to drink red dates and lotus seeds and lotus seed soup in the middle, feeling that his belly was broken, so he returned to the cave room with the smell of wine.

"Miss Jiang, I'll sleep on the stool tonight, you sleep on the bed, and rest separately."

Yan Zijin had just stepped into the cave room, and he was going to go back to his room in the middle of the night, but he found that he had just entered the cave room with his front feet, and the door outside his back feet had been locked, so he sat down on the stool by the door helplessly and said.

One of the two was on the bed, the other was on the stool, the well water did not interfere with the river water, and they went their own way, but under the bowl of red dates and lotus seed soup that was under the spring and medicine, they gradually became confused in the locked door and undressed and hugged each other.

Red Sleeves dreamed that she had returned to Beihan, and Han Qing married her as agreed, and she warmly greeted Han Qing, who had recovered her male function, and screamed that she would give him a lot of white fat boys.

Yan Zijin dreamed of going to the bank of the golden water in the northern cold, and the woman who showed the red silk against the enemy, Cheng Huan became his wife under him, shouting to give him a fat doll......