Chapter 22: Taoyuan Town (9)

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Shaoyu reacted to what he said.

Was what she said just now considered a flirtation?

Will the big devil want to stop doing it?

Zhong Shaoyu was nervously thinking about how to remedy it, and at the same time looked at Jiang Yu nervously.

The boy looked at her quietly as if he hadn't heard her, and didn't mean to turn his face.

Zhong Shaoyu was stunned, he didn't expect him to be so good-tempered this time.

The two stood and sat at each other for a moment, and suddenly, Jiang Yu looked away, "I won't fiddle with those jewelry." ”

Zhong Shaoyu hurriedly said, "I'll help you." ”

Jiang Yu didn't speak.

Zhong Shaoyu stepped forward, ruffled his hair, and gently combed it with a comb.

He usually looks at a cold person, but his hair is surprisingly soft and smooth, and there is a faint fragrance of lotus flowers between the hairs.

Zhong Shaoyu didn't help him get a very complicated hair ornament, but simply pulled it up and picked two beautiful golden hairpins to decorate it.

The room was very quiet, and when Zhong Shaoyu was done, she found that the atmosphere had become a little wrong, she subconsciously raised her head, and through the bronze mirror in front of her, she saw Jiang Yu staring at herself in the mirror with heavy eyes.

Zhong Shaoyu's heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat for some reason, she didn't dare to meet Jiang Yu's gaze, so she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, picked up the red silk and put it on Jiang Yu's head.

The light veil as thin as a cicada's wings covered Jiang Yu's sight, and Zhong Shaoyu breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved.

There are many things that are easy to do with silver, Zhong Shaoyu called the owner of the restaurant and told him about his appeal, and the boss smiled when he saw the silver, patted his chest and promised that she was satisfied.

This restaurant has a thriving business all day long, and there are two exquisite courtyards in the backyard, which are not usually used, so the boss collected the money and lent one of the courtyards to Zhong Shaoyu.

Although it was night now, I didn't know where the boss had gathered a group of people, so he tossed around in the small courtyard and soon made a few tables of banquets, and red lanterns were hung around him, and the word double happiness was pasted, which was very decent.

The boss prepared everything, and Zhong Shaoyu, who came to call in person, Zhong Shaoyu looked around, was very satisfied, and said that he could pick up the bride.

After a stick of incense, at the main entrance of the restaurant, there is a big red sedan chair, and the sedan chair driver is also carefully selected by the boss, and it is very powerful to look at.

The only fly in the ointment is the maid who is supporting the bride, it is estimated that she can't find anyone temporarily, and she picks a cook from the back kitchen, and she doesn't have time to clean it up, which looks very out of place.

But this is harmless, Zhong Shaoyu didn't care about this.

Not long after, Jiang Yu, who was wearing a red wedding dress, walked out of the restaurant smoothly and sat in a sedan chair with the support of the cook.

There was really no horse available, Zhong Shaoyu temporarily used Jiang Yu's old horse brought down from the mountain, and she hung a big red hydrangea around the old horse's neck, which made the old horse snort at her dissatisfied.

Zhong Shaoyu didn't mind, turned over and rode on the old horse, and led the sedan chair around the street to the backyard.

When passing by the side door of the restaurant, Zhong Shaoyu saw a sedan chair that was exactly the same as Jiang Yu sitting behind her, she couldn't help but praise the owner of the restaurant in her heart, but she didn't expect him to take the money and be so attentive to things, and even prepared two sedan chairs in case of emergency.

Soon arrived in the backyard, the sedan chair fell, and Jiang Yu entered the courtyard with the help of the cook.

Because she was acting, Zhong Shaoyu thought it would be very perfunctory, and when she entered the courtyard, she found that she even had a master of ceremonies.

Everything was ready, of course Zhong Shaoyu would not temporarily interrupt the process arranged by everyone in advance, so he could only walk to the center of the courtyard with Jiang Yu under the arrangement of the master of ceremonies and complete the whole ceremony.

"Worship heaven and earth—"

Zhong Shaoyu and Jiang Yu bowed down like front-line puppets.

"The Second Worship Hall—"

There was no high hall, Zhong Shaoyu and Jiang Yu changed directions and continued to worship heaven and earth.

"Three husbands and wives worship each other—"

Zhong Shaoyu and Jiang Yu faced each other and leaned down towards each other.

"Send it to the cave room-" The master of ceremonies was full of energy, as if he was doing a real happy event.

In this way, Jiang Yu, with the support of the cook, was sent into the temporarily decorated cave room.

The red candle flame in the room was dancing, and the "guests" who shouted to join in the excitement in the courtyard were in full swing.

After making a fuss about two sticks of incense, Zhong Shaoyu felt that it was almost over, and let the "guest" leave, and then she pretended to drink too much and staggered into the cave room.

Of course, the acting must be realistic, maybe at this time, the monster is already nearby.

Zhong Shaoyu couldn't wait to close the door, and leaned towards the bride who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yu, who has always been indifferent and fickle, can be a bride so calmly at this time.

"Lady, wait for the tiredness." Zhong Shaoyu lowered his voice and lifted his hijab with a smile as he spoke.

Seeing the face under the red hijab, Zhong Shaoyu was stunned at first, and then when the bride opened her mouth to scream, she also followed "ah".

At the same time, in another courtyard not far from the next door, in a cave house that was also temporarily decorated.

Yuan Jingce and Jiang Yu looked at each other with hostility, eager to put each other to death in the next moment.