As soon as the fire was extinguished, Yang Xiankang beckoned Huizhu to hurry up and get on the sedan chair.

But Huizhu's wedding dress was dirty, and she went back to the dressing room to clean up after a while, and then bowed her head and walked out again, and hurriedly got on the sedan chair.

The sedan chair stopped in the courtyard, and He Jiunian and Yuan Jianshuo went to wash their hands before coming over. Cui Xi's clothes were also dirty, and her shoes were all soaked, looking a little embarrassed. Yang Xiankang took out a large handkerchief and threw it to Cui Xi, asking her to wipe her hands and clothes first.

"Change your shoes?" He asked in a low voice.

"Forget it, I want to wear red shoes to send my relatives, and I'll just have this pair." Cui Xi stomped her foot, "Anyway, it's not far, let's change it later." ”

"Okay." Yang Xiankang nodded, "According to the rules, I can't go over, you pay attention to yourself." ”

"Well, the girl told me too." Cui Xi stretched out her hand and straightened Yang Xiankang's clothes, and also leaned down to wipe off a large piece of soil from the hem of his shirt. "If this little study is burned like this, the girl will be sad."

At this time, Liu Yao also cleaned his clothes, glanced at the mess in the small study, and was a little worried that Yang Xianrong would be angry and sad, so he shook his head slightly, and then followed Yang Xiankang and Cui Xi to the gate.

This small sedan chair carried by two people was carried out of the gate, which was very stable, after all, it was carried by He Jiunian and Yuan Jianshuo, so it was naturally fast and stable.

Cui Xi and Liu Yao both followed the back of the sedan chair and walked quite fast.

In this case, it doesn't look like a kiss, but like a rush to deliver the goods.

Yangfu and Sima Ying's palace are not far apart, less than half a pillar of incense time can be walked, both sides of the long street are full of shops, today is the lantern festival again, large and small lanterns have been hung all over the door of the shop, waiting for the sky to get dark when it will be lit. Now the red, red, green and green are shaking in the cold wind, which is very lively.

Some people stood on both sides of the long street early, and there was a lot of discussion about today's send-off. The point is that when they saw the dowry of the ten big wooden boxes behind the sedan chair, they were envious, jealous and hateful, and they also talked about the story of the queen of the Great Jin Dynasty and Sima Yingke's wife.

The crowd is bustling, the sound is buzzing, and there are even itinerant vendors who want to take advantage of the lantern festival to make money walking along the street carrying their burdens, whether it is cooking cakes or steamed buns, roasted sweet potatoes and sugar gourds, everything is available.

As the number of onlookers grew, the order was also out of order.

Qin Chaoge had already brought the military guards of the Northern Military Mansion over to maintain order, for fear that something would happen. As a result, one of the roasted sweet potatoes fell over the fire, and the hot charcoal fire was scattered all over the ground, causing people to flee in panic, so there was a small commotion.

Yuan Jianshuo and He Jiunian saw this situation, and immediately raised their vigilance, He Jiunian was in front, and when they saw someone coming upside down, they just dodged slightly. Yuan Jianshuo immediately exerted his arms and changed direction, but he finally did not skew.

The people who had fled the charcoal fire and scattered, cursed, and left the middle of the road to the shouts of Qin Chaoge and his guards, and vacated the long avenue.

When he was successfully carried to the door of Sima Ying's palace, Sima Ying was already waiting at the door, he was not wearing a wedding dress, just a prince's official uniform, a purple python robe, and a golden crown. Above his head was a swaying red lantern for the wedding, swaying in the cold wind, but revealing such a bleak meaning.

Zhao Zhuo and six martial guards stood in a row behind Sima Ying, they were still capable martial guard uniforms, black and red colors, without any expression, and kept staring at the sedan chair and walked over. Because there were so many bad situations before, several of them all brought swords, and even secretly opened the scabbard, thinking that if something happened, they could rush over as quickly as possible.

Liu Yao is the leader of the send-off, he stood in front of the palace, arched his hand towards Sima Ying, and said loudly: "Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the prince, take a concubine today." The grass people sent the sedan chair! ”

Sima Ying glanced at Liu Yao, bowed his hand politely, and said, "Thank you, Brother Liu, please come into the house and drink a glass of thin wine later." ”

"Okay." Liu Yao's heroic spirit actually reminded the onlookers that he was the one who rescued Yang Xianrong from the fire that day, and the discussion was even louder.

Liu Yao didn't like to be so public, and had already made a "please" gesture, asking Sima Ying to come down from the steps of the gate as soon as possible and lift the sedan curtain to invite the bride out. He shook his head secretly, indicating that there were no accidents along the way.

Sima Ying stabilized her mind, strode over, and directly reached out to lift the sedan curtain. But at this moment, he still took a step back in horror, covered his mouth and nose, and his expression wandered.

Liu Yao didn't care about etiquette, and immediately went to the sedan chair to watch. A strange aroma spread through the air, and he immediately covered his mouth and nose.

There sat a bride with a delicate face, a living woman.

But she is not Huizhu, not Lanxiang, not Cuixi Luzhu, she is a young woman she has never seen.

She was dressed in a red brick wedding dress, which was exactly the same as Huizhu's.

This looks good, and it looks very Peugeot Zhouzheng. There is no makeup powder, a white face, and a smile between her eyebrows and eyes, but the blood faintly flowing from the corners of her mouth destroys her beauty, which makes people feel very weird.

"Who are you?" Liu Yao wanted to reach out and take the soft sword from his waist, but in the face of such a bride, it seemed that the sword should not be opposed, so he had to take half a step back.

"Brother Ying, don't you know me?" The woman smiled happily, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was even more shocking to watch.

Sima Ying still stepped forward, hugged her, and asked in a trembling voice, "Huazhi, is it you?" ”

"It's me, you see, I'm still your bride, right?" Hua Zhi smiled brightly, but her face suddenly turned pale and her eyes lost their luster.

"What happened? What's going on? Sima Ying shouted, shaking her body, "Huazhi, why are you here?" What did you do? ”

Before Hanade could answer, a woman rushed out of the crowd of onlookers. Qin Chaoge's sharp eyes moved quickly, and he immediately pulled out his long knife and planned to intercept it. But this woman's skills are very vigorous and neat, dodging Qin Chaoge's long knife, and in the blink of an eye, she has come to the side of the sedan chair.

Liu Yao's soft sword had also been drawn from her waist and unfurled, blocking her way. Zhao Zhuo and the guards also set up a formation and surrounded the women.

But the woman had gray hair and a very old appearance, but she didn't have any sharp weapons in her hands, not with the intention of killing, but just looked at the flower branches whose consciousness was becoming more and more scattered and shouted, "Why do you bother? ”