The autumn is high and cool, Zhuangzi's crops are also ripe, looking at a piece of gold from a distance, Zhuangzi's road is hung with red silk on both sides, and today is the day He Yue got married.

The auspicious day of the double moon and two days means that there will be no regrets and the joy of the two people forever.

In Zhuangzi, He Yue sat in front of the bronze mirror, and Xi Po twisted her noodles with two thin threads, and said with emotion, "You are really the most beautiful bride my wife has ever seen." ”

He Yue was wearing a red wedding dress, combing a gorgeous bun, a golden crown and jade hairpin, she smiled shyly, as if the lady in the painting had appeared in front of her.

She is undoubtedly a little more beautiful today than in the past, painting her eyebrows and powder, and sipping red lipstick, which makes people panic when they look at it, and they are easily frightened.

Xi Po put down the thread in her hand, put the red hijab on He Yue's head, and said auspicious words in her mouth, "I wish you husband and wife will always be married......

"The groom is almost here to greet him." Xi Po took He Yue's hand and helped her over the threshold.

"I have crossed the threshold, and the future will be better."

There were also many peasant wives who volunteered to come over to help, and He Yue gave some money for the sake of sharing joy, not much but also a heart.

Next to the wedding sedan chair, Fan Yuan was dressed in a red wedding dress, pacing back and forth nervously, and sweat was flowing on his upright and simple face.

He subconsciously wanted to wipe it with his sleeve, but was stopped by his friend and stuffed a handkerchief into his hand, "With a handkerchief, how can you wipe your sweat with your wedding dress, you!" ”

"Okay, okay!" Fan Yuan's head was like pounding garlic, and he took the handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"The bride is out!" A mother-in-law shouted.

Fan Yuan's body was stiff, and only He Yue's figure was allowed in his eyes, the fiery red wedding dress, and the red hijab covering his face.

She is really going to marry him, and she will be his wife from now on!

Fan Yuan swallowed his saliva, only to feel that his throat was dry and itchy, he wiped the sweat from his palm with the handkerchief in his hand, and then threw the handkerchief back into his friend's hand.

Fan Yuan's friend laughed and scolded, "Unproductive son!" ”

"Madam, I'll help you get into the sedan chair!" Fan Yuan helped He Yue to get into the sedan chair carefully and meticulously.

After the sedan curtain was lowered, Fan Yuan also rode on the horse, and the best horse he rented, tall and handsome, set off Fan Yuan was also a little handsome.

"Get up!" Xi Po shouted with a smile.

The sedan chair was lifted up by the sedan chair driver, and the red hijab in front of He Yue's eyes in the sedan chair shook.

He Yue pursed her lips, her hands clasped together nervously, and Ye Li Roujia's little face was full of nervousness.

There is no woman who is not nervous when she is willing to marry.

"Drive!" Fan Yuan rode slowly in front, joy spreading on his face, the sedan chair followed behind, and a group of people were singing music next to him.

…………

At this time, it is dusk, and the dusk ceremony is in progress, and the sedan chair is almost there.

But it was at this time that there was a sudden accident!

"Da! Da! Da! "The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.

Soldiers in armor blocked all the roads around Zhuangzi.

I can't count how many people there are, the black pressure is overwhelming, the swords in their hands are flashing with a cold light, and the armor is glowing with a terrifying cold light.

"Ahh

"What's going on! Official, we are all ordinary people, and we have not made any mistakes! ”

"What's going on?!"

For a while, the sedan chair was put down, and everyone was panicked, and the red silk on the sedan chair fell to the ground and was accidentally stepped on a few times.

"What's wrong?" He Yue, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was shaken several times, his hands propped up against the wall, and he looked frightened.

Fan Yuan's voice pretending to be calm came from outside, "Don't be afraid, lady, I think it has nothing to do with us." ”

He Yue's heart was a little settled, she was still covered with a red hijab, and she could only see a red expanse, and Xi Po said that it was unlucky for the hijab to fall to the ground before it was lifted by the groom.

He Yue didn't believe this, but was willing to abide by it.

Fan Yuan dismounted, but was pushed to the ground by the leader of the general, and an unsheathed sword was across his neck.

Fan Yuan's friend's eyes were red, "How can you move the sword for no reason!" ”

But in a few moments the knife was on his neck, and he didn't dare to speak.

He Yue in the sedan chair took off the red hijab on his head!

The surroundings fell silent all at once, and everyone was afraid that the next knife would fall on their necks.

Suddenly, a man in a dark blue brocade robe walked towards the sedan chair.

The man's momentum was as awe-inspiring as frost, like the top of a lofty mountain, so that people could not look at it directly.

is obviously a fairy jade appearance, but the eyes are violent and cold.

Ning Rusong's fair-skinned and slender hand was placed at the door of the sedan chair, and as soon as he opened it, a beautiful newlywed woman came into his eyes.

"He Yue, tell Lone who you want to marry!"

This sentence is gloomy and terrifying, as if mixed with treacherous coldness.

"Oh, by the way, you're going to marry a blacksmith, and I'm here to give you a new wedding."

This sentence is warm and mellow, like a polite banquet guest.