Bai Mo pushed the door open and entered the house, and what he saw was a room of beautiful red.
All the sounds outside the house disappeared, whether it was the sound of wind or rain, everything seemed to have been pressed on the mute button and entered another world.
The bright red character "囍" flickered in and out under the candlelight. However, for some reason, there was clearly no wind in the room, but the two candlelights were beating extremely weakly, as if they might be extinguished at any time.
The wedding bed was also a festive bright red. To the left was a dressing table covered with happy words. Dragons and phoenixes were neatly folded and laid flat on the bed. Mandarin ducks were rusted on the pillows.
Bai Mo took a few steps forward, when a gust of cold wind blew by, and the door behind him suddenly closed with a loud noise.
He quickly turned around and pushed the door, but no matter how hard he pushed it, it didn't budge. It seemed like someone was blocking the door from outside.
He realized something was wrong, slammed the door, and said angrily: "What do you mean, what are you doing with the door closed?"
He tried pushing the windows covered with 囍 characters again, but he couldn't push them open either.
"Let me out quickly, you are breaking the law!"
No one responded.
After waiting for a while, a sharp and harsh voice suddenly came from Bai Mo's ear:
"Congratulations to the officer and the lady on their marriage!"
This voice was particularly strange. It was unclear whether it was a man or a woman, and whether it came from outside or from inside the house. It was clearly a blessing, but it seemed to be filled with naked malice.
"A bunch of lunatics, they are simply too involved in the drama."
Bai Mo cursed in his heart, but fortunately there was someone else in the room. He didn't panic too much, and he didn't think what these people would do to him.
You should know that you went up the mountain with the police. If you can't, just call the Army.
Thinking of this, he was about to take out his mobile phone, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, but his body suddenly felt a little cooler, and the temperature in the room seemed to be much lower.
He raised his head and saw that the woman sitting beside the wedding bed had twisted her neck at some point and pointed her face in the direction of her.
The woman is wearing a red wedding dress and embroidered shoes. Although her face is obscured by a red hijab with embroidered patterns, you can still guess the other person's appearance just by looking at her graceful figure——
Absolutely beautiful.
Bai Mo secretly sighed in his heart, this actress looked very elegant at first sight, her outfit was expensive, and the whole room was decorated very realistically. These people were really willing to spend money.
"So what do I do next?"
As he looked around, he felt more and more that this wedding room was magnificent.
After all, he was forcibly captured, and he didn't know what to do for a moment. Could he really want to marry this woman?
"Guanren, are you there?"
Perhaps it was because Bai Mo had been motionless for a long time that the bride on the bed suddenly spoke. Her voice was clear and moving, and was quite young. She sounded about fifteen or sixteen years old at most.
Although it was quite strange to be called an official by such a little girl, Bai Mo knew very well that the other party was calling him, so he reluctantly replied: "I'm here."
"It turns out he is here. The slave family thought the official had been scared away..."
The bride sitting on the bed smiled bitterly, with complaints and grievances in her voice, "I haven't been here for so long. Are you afraid of the slave family?"
Bai Mo was stunned, did this guy fall into the drama so quickly?
He wondered: "Where are you coming from?"
"What's there to ask? Of course it's the bed... Oh, of course it's coming to my side." The bride said in embarrassment, "I'm asking you knowingly."
Bai Mo didn't say much, he walked directly to the bed and sat next to her, thinking that he would just cooperate and finish the work as soon as possible.
The moment he sat down, he suddenly frowned and felt an unbearable stench filling the air. He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not point it out.
Two red candles burned quietly on the table, and the weak candlelight danced. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was indescribably weird.
Suddenly, perhaps feeling that Bai Mo was too inactive, the bride pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Is this your first time, sir?"
Nonsense, I don’t even have a girlfriend...
Bai Mo felt helpless, but the expression on his face was quite calm: "Yes."
"Really? That's great."
The bride smiled unexpectedly, her laughter as clear as a lark.
"What's so good about this..." Bai Mo shook his head, suddenly realized and asked in surprise, "Isn't this your first time getting married?"
He thought this would be a romantic story, and the bride's answer would most likely be negative.
Unexpectedly, the other party hesitated for a long time, and finally confessed: "No, this is not the first time that the slave family has got married."
Bai Mo hesitated for a moment, but soon assumed the role of the groom and comforted him: "It's okay, once or twice doesn't matter, I don't mind."
"Is it true, the officials don't mind?" The bride was stunned at first, and then she became happy.
"Of course I don't mind."
Bai Mo's face was firm, his chest was beating loudly, and he thought to himself that you are not really married to me anyway, so what does it have to do with me even if you are divorced and have a baby?
The bride was silent for a moment and continued to confess: "The slave family has been married more than two hundred times...does the official still not mind?"
"I said I don't mind, but it's only over two hundred times..."
Bai Mo was about to shake his head, but when he realized what he was doing, his expression suddenly changed and he asked, "How many times?"
He doubted his ears.
"More than two hundred times."
As if she was afraid that Bai Mo wouldn't hear clearly, the bride answered word by word.
Bai Mo looked dull: "If you said you had sex more than two hundred times, I might be more likely to believe it..."
"What is the officer talking about? What kind of chicken is Enji?" The bride's tone was suspicious, and soon became depressed again, "The officer really does mind..."
Nonsense, if I get married more than 200 times, wouldn’t you also have to deal with it...
Bai Mo cursed secretly in his heart, who wrote this script? More than two hundred times... Isn't this bride's setting to live in the wedding room for the first half of her life?
Is this guy so charming that he can make so many men line up to marry her?
Although he felt that the plot was weird in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, and said cooperatively: "I don't mind, I don't mind, it's just a worldly view, the love between the two is the most important thing."
The bride was extremely happy after hearing this. She lowered her head and smiled and said, "The official is so kind."
Okay, hurry up, finish it early, finish it early.
Bai Mo just wanted to leave here as soon as possible, so he took the initiative to ask: "What should I do next? Is it time to enter the bridal chamber?"
"Ah!" Upon hearing this, the bride suddenly became extremely shy, her voice was as weak as a mosquito, and she said coyly, "What are the officials talking about? He must be too anxious..."
"Then let's worship?"
"We have already paid homage, sir, have you forgotten?" the bride asked suspiciously.
How did I know that I didn't act in that part... Bai Mo thought for a while and continued to ask: "Then should we lift the hijab?"
"wrong."
"What should we do now?"
"The officials clearly know that." The bride held the hem of her clothes with both hands and whispered, "Next, it's time to drink... a cup of wine..."
"Okay, let's have a drink."
Bai Mo walked to the table in twos and twos and poured out two glasses of wine from the pot. The aroma was fragrant. He brought it over and handed a glass to the bride.
However, the bride did not accept it, but said: "My lord, have you forgotten? We have rules for drinking wine here, and you can't just drink it directly."
"What kind of rules do I have to twist for you?"
"What's wrong? Why do the officials keep saying things that the servants can't understand?" The bride shook her head and said, "Have you seen the two red candles on the table?"
"I saw it." Bai Mo just felt that the other party was too arrogant, and his tone was a little more perfunctory, "It's so beautiful, it must not be cheap."
Unexpectedly, the bride actually nodded and replied: "It is indeed not cheap, it costs ten taels of silver."
Bai Mo was shocked and said: "These two candles cost you ten taels of silver?"
"No need to be surprised, officials. When you and I get married, not to mention ten taels of silver, the entire Yang Mansion, including the slave family, will be yours."
"You mean...this house belongs to you?"
"Yes." The bride nodded reservedly.
To be continued...