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The joyful sound of gongs and drums came in from outside.

The woman's brows furrowed as well, and she looked at the face with red makeup in the bronze mirror, and a little sadness welled up in her heart.

It should be a pretty face.

Emei is picturesque, beautiful eyes like stars. Qiong's nose is like jade, and her red lips are like fire. Compared with the famous little marquis of the ancient family, it is not far behind.

It's a pity that today's appearance is not painted for you. Thinking like this, the sorrow in her heart became more and more intense.

"Miss, miss. The greeting procession came. Yahuan, who was dressed in a blue dress, hurriedly ran in with several older mothers-in-law and said to the woman.

Hearing this, the woman finally nodded after groaning slightly.

She stood up and spread her arms outstretched.

Seeing this, the girl in green clothes hurriedly beckoned these mothers-in-law to come forward and take a robe that was placed on the hanger, and carefully put it on the woman.

It was an extremely luxurious red robe.

The gold and silver threads are worn on it, and there is a phoenix pattern bottom.

In Dawei, except for the children of the royal family, few people dare to wear things with such ornaments on their bodies.

The mothers-in-law were extremely skillful in putting the red robe on the woman's body, and brought a red hijab to gently cover the woman's head.

"Alright, Miss, let's go out. Tsing Yi Yahuan said with a grin.

The woman didn't speak, but her head, which was covered by the red hijab, swayed up and down.

Yahuan got the answer, so she stretched out her hand to support the woman, and walked towards the courtyard gate surrounded by a group of mothers-in-law.

The mansion where they were located seemed to be very large.

A group of people left the woman's boudoir and walked for a while before they reached the gate of the house. And the mighty procession to welcome relatives has been waiting here for a long time.

The leader of the team was a middle-aged woman dressed as a matchmaker, and seeing that the woman in red finally walked out surrounded by a group of people, she hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile on her face: "Miss Changxue is really beautiful today, I wish you and General Bei to raise their eyebrows and grow old." ”

"Thank you, mother-in-law. The woman under the hijab bowed her head slightly, and the maid ring beside her also took out a bag of silver taels and stuffed it into the matchmaker's hand.

The matchmaker took the money bag and weighed it in her hand without a trace. The smile on his face grew brighter.

This is a bride price, according to the custom of Dawei, the woman is going to hand a red envelope to the matchmaker before sitting in the sedan chair. This is to thank the matchmaker for her matchmaking and facilitating a good thing. Second, it's also a good picture.

The matchmaker smiled and put the wallet in her arms, and then stretched out her hand to take the woman from the Tsing Yi maid.

"Get on the sedan chair!" she led the woman and walked to the sedan chair to greet her relatives. Said in her very special and unusually shrill voice.

The sedan chair drivers hurriedly put down the sedan chair, and a woman dressed as a maid stepped forward and lifted the curtain in front of the sedan chair.

"Go up, miss. The matchmaker whispered in the woman's ear.

The woman bowed her head, and she hooked her head. One hand lifted the hijab in front of him, and when he looked back, he saw the figure he was looking forward to.

"It's okay not to come. She thought so, and then put away the last bit of luck in her heart, and stepped into the sedan chair.

"Music!" shouted the matchmaker again.

Then the earth-shattering gongs and drums sounded again.

"Get up!"

With her shout, the palanquin bearers lifted the palanquin, and the procession of welcoming relatives finally slowly began to walk towards their destination, the Dragon Divine General's Mansion. And the sound of crackling firecrackers sounded behind him.

The journey was lively and steady.

No accidents, no flukes.

The woman's heart was inexplicably filled with some indescribable and inexplicable emotions.

I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky. She followed the team to the mansion of the dragon god general. There were no surprises he had imagined.

The sedan chair finally stopped.

"Miss Changxue, the Divine General's Mansion has arrived. The matchmaker's voice came from outside the car.

"Yes. She answered softly, then lifted the curtain in front of the sedan chair and walked out.

The Shenhou Mansion was already full of friends, and even from such a distance away, she could faintly hear the congratulatory voices coming from inside.

The servants who had already been waiting outside the mansion set off firecrackers at this time, she gently lifted her hijab, glanced at the Shenjiang Mansion with red lanterns, and sighed softly again in her heart.

The copper basin that had been burning with charcoal was brought up and placed in front of her.

"Miss, it's over the brazier. The matchmaker said.

"Yes. She nodded again. After a slight hesitation, he finally stepped over the brazier.

"After the brazier, life will be prosperous in the future. The matchmaker congratulated again with great interest. Yahuan, who came with the woman, handed the matchmaker a red money bag again.

The smile on the matchmaker's face was even stronger, and she helped the woman, surrounded by many servants, and finally walked towards the Divine General's Mansion.

And the moment she walked into the Hou Mansion, some tiny white petals suddenly fell from the night sky.

Chang'an, finally tonight, ushered in the first snow after the beginning of winter.

Su Changan walked in the snowy night with a calm brow, his head, shoulders, and body were already covered with snowflakes. But he didn't realize it.

Nearly visible ahead, he saw a fiery red glow.

It was supposed to be a big red lantern lit by someone's house.

The light of the lantern was so dazzling that it was incompatible with this cold snowy night.

Su Changan's heart was also inexplicably painful at this time. His steps were quicker, and his black riding boots made a stabbing sound on the freshly laid snow, a small sound that echoed for a long time in the deserted alley.

He's going to put out this light for someone.

Because it should be a very sad night, and someone should pay enough for it.

He turned around the foot of an alley, and no further than a hundred feet, he could reach his destination, the mansion of the dragon god general.

At this moment, the same footsteps were heard.

Su Changan was stunned, he turned his head to look.

A figure stepped out of the other corner of the alley.

It was a man slightly older than him.

Dressed in a black brocade robe, his face was handsome, but cold as frost. He carried a spear on his back, scarlet in a terrifying glow in the white, dark snowy night.

The moment he saw Su Changan again, the man also stopped.

He looked at Su Changan and looked up and down. Finally, his eyes fell on the knife on his back.

He knew Su Chang'an, and Su Chang'an also recognized him.

"What are you doing here? He asked, then took the spear from his back and held it in his hand, an awe-inspiring killing intent swept through him.

"What are you doing again?" Su Changan asked rhetorically, and then he also reached out and pulled out the knife on his back, which was across his chest, and the knife intent, spiritual flame, and thunder roared out.

"I'm here to save people. The man said.

"I'm here to kill. Su Changan replied.

"Looks like we can go the same way. The man nodded, and a smile appeared on Moribai's face.

"May we all return together. Su Changan also smiled.