Dayun Dynasty, Kyoto, the wedding of King Zhou.

On this day, Xuanwu Street was bustling and noisy, and the swarming people followed the fiery red sedan chair carried out from the General's Mansion all the way to the Zhou Wang's Mansion on Zhuque Street.

However, the strange thing is that the gate of the Zhou Wangfu at this time is closed, not to mention the red silk Xilian, and even the guards who usually guard the door have disappeared without a trace at this moment, and the silence makes people suspect that they have gone to the wrong place.

"Isn't the marriage given by His Majesty the Emperor this week, what's the matter with the door closed at this time?"

"What's so difficult to understand about this, King Zhou, who is famous for his love of beauty in the Dayun Dynasty, wants to marry his extremely ugly concubine in the General's Mansion, and the degree of his ugliness is not as good as a maid who was randomly caught in the Zhou Palace. You say, His Royal Highness King Zhou will be willing? ”

The onlookers who were blocking the street were gossiping about what kind of jokes would come out of this wedding in the end, and when they saw the sedan chair finally landing, they were even more wide-eyed for fear of missing the show.

Bai Yuzhu, who was sitting in the sedan chair, heard those words clearly, and the corners of her red mouth pulled out a hint of sneer, thinking that she could become famous in Kyoto so quickly, and the step-wife Li Hui'er and her daughter were afraid that they had put a lot of effort into it. However, the palanquin paused for a while before she realized that the atmosphere was wrong. Except for the noise of the crowd, there was no joy to welcome relatives, and the noise of gongs and drums stopped playing at some point.

"What's going on?" She asked with a frown.

The bride waiting by the sedan chair was frightened by the chaos in front of her, and she didn't know how to explain it. I didn't give a word for a long time.

Bai Yuzhu was already depressed by the layers of heavy wedding clothes on her body, and her patience had long been worn out almost to nothing, and she noticed that no one dared to respond, so she suddenly raised her voice angrily: "Say!" What the hell is going on? ”

Xi Niang's eyelids jumped, she tugged at the handkerchief, and before she could think about how to deal with it, Zi'er, the personal maid of Bai Yuzhu standing next to the sedan chair, had already said indignantly: "Miss, the gate of the palace is closed, and no one comes out to greet you!" ”

The next moment, I saw that the big red sedan curtain was opened with a powerful "swish", and a head covering Xipa poked out.

Everyone was shocked all of a sudden, and all of them looked at each other, and the bride actually walked out of the sedan chair by herself.

Xipa covered Bai Yuzhu's sight, she raised her hand and lifted it, no matter what the rules were unruly, she directly raised her face dignifiedly, glanced at the closed door in front of her, and the wide plaque flew on the three big characters "Zhou Wangfu". It accurately shows that she didn't come to the wrong place at this time, but what about the person who can greet her?

This is clearly a refusal to marry!

The angry look on Bai Yuzhu's face did not get everyone's attention, but the black birthmark on the right side of her face that almost extended to the left side of her face, made everyone who saw her true face The audience couldn't help but gasp, it was really ugly.

"Miss, you can't get out of the sedan chair." Zi'er panicked and wanted to pull Bai Yuzhu back into the sedan chair, but to no avail, she hurriedly remedied: "Miss, don't panic, the slave will knock on the door." ”

"Don't knock!" Bai Yuzhu stopped Zi'er, and then walked to the gate and stood like this, ignoring the pointing and pointing of the people behind her, her indifference seemed to be arrogantly opposed to those who laughed at her.

She just stood in full view of everyone and stared at the door, a sneer tugging at the corner of her mouth. She was ordered to marry, but she didn't let them be ridiculed. She wanted to see if the gates of the palace could really be strong enough to keep her out.

"Come on, smash me!"