The drinker's excitement was suddenly poured down with cold water. Li Luo and the others seemed to be really frightened. They didn't even dare to answer the question. They were cold and courageous, which made the drinker very unhappy and despised.
He looked at Li Luo and the others, muttered a few words in a low voice, and then stopped talking.
Although the food and wine were delicious, it was a pity that after hearing the rumors that Li Luo was going to get married, eating them became tasteless. After eating hastily, the four of them got up and went downstairs. Li Luo turned around and glanced at Yang Zhaosui who was standing by the window. He was still the same.
He looked so helpless and miserable.
This table in the restaurant and restaurant still didn't ask the shopkeeper to give up the money. Now that I have a lot of money, of course I don't care about this small amount of money.
What are Mr. Song’s next plans?
Song Wuque was startled, staring blankly at the busy traffic in Panyan Town. It was already late spring and early summer. Counting the time, it was already a year since he left the alliance city.
Do you think there is a son of the Song family getting married somewhere else? Song Wuque said suddenly.
You mean this is not a coincidence?
It's so coincidental that people can't believe it. My lord, will you believe it?
But who could have guessed that we were docking from Fuzhou and dared to conclude that we could come back at this time? Fang Qianqian looked puzzled and said with a sad face.
I don't know, Song Wuque shook his head and answered loudly, but at least one thing we can be sure of is that it is not the prince who is getting married. This alone is enough.
What does Mr. Song mean?
Song Wuque looked at Li Luo and said with a smile: There is only one way for now.
any solution?
To steal the bride. Li Luo responded calmly. Fang Qianqian was stunned, laughed, and said happily: I will go too, I will also go to steal the bride.
That's natural. It's lively when there are more people. Song Wuque smiled and said, "Your Majesty, it's over now. It's not too late for us to say goodbye."
Well, I also need to ask Mr. Song to lend a helping hand.
Haha, it’s easy to say, let’s go and see how the groom looks worthy of a prince. Song Wuque laughed loudly, and the four of them turned around and left. Yang Zhaosui, who was lying at the desk in a state of sadness, seemed to feel something, and opened his drunken eyes to take a look.
, people come and go on the street, but they wonder who knows their misery.
Cheng Yujia was not from a good background, but he could not lose his status. When he was brought into the Yang Mansion by Yang Zhaosui, he had no status. It was just that Mr. Yang turned a blind eye, for fear that something would happen again. Now Cheng Yujia is married.
, that person opened his mouth and told Cheng Yujia's parentage, and she became Mr. Yang's adopted daughter, and Yang Zhaosui became Cheng Yujia's adopted brother.
Three days later, the Yang Mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and everyone in the house was half happy and half sad. They were happy that they had such a relative, not to mention Panyan Town, and there were only a handful of them in the entire Fuzhou; they were worried about the young master who was drunk in the backyard.
, a pair of beautiful people, who were originally talented and beautiful, were beaten together, and the lovers were separated. Seeing the young master of the Yang family who was drunk and dreaming these days, how could it not make people sigh. Everyone in the Yang family felt sorry for them.
Apart from feeling emotional, there is of course fear and luck. They all say that the murderer was fierce. If he knew what happened between Cheng Yujia and Yang Zhaosui and got angry, the Yang family might also end up in ruins.
Three days later, the person who saw off the bride was Yang Zhaosui, who was now Cheng Yujia's adopted brother. The bright red word "hi", the splendid sedan chair, the loud gongs and drums, and the bustle of people made most of Panyan Town lively. Yang Zhaosui came out in a daze.
After arriving at the house, I was pulled and put on festive clothes in a daze, and I was helped to the horse in a daze, like a puppet on strings. The excitement in front of me seemed to be beyond the five elements, I could see it but couldn't hear it.
What remained in Yang Zhaosui's mind was Cheng Yujia's appearance wearing a phoenix crown and harem. The color was very bright and red like blood.
Since Cheng Yujia met that person that day, Yang Zhaosui has never spoken to Cheng Yujia again, and has rarely even had a chance to look at Cheng Yujia from a distance. Yang Zhaosui really wanted to lift the curtain of the sedan chair behind him and ask Cheng Yujia about the vows made to each other back then.
Is it just counting, or is it that she actually wants to fly up a branch and become the concubine in the inner garden of the palace?
Yang Zhaosui couldn't help but look back at the sedan chair. There were two beautiful women holding swords on the left and right sides of the sedan chair. They were cold and unsmiling. Even on a happy day, they still looked expressionless. One of them noticed Yang Zhaosui's gaze and turned coldly.
After a cold glance, Yang Zhaosui shuddered involuntarily, turned his head back quickly, took a few deep breaths, suppressed his heartbeat that almost reached his throat, and secretly felt miserable, even the man's two
None of the guards had the courage to look directly at him, so how could they dare to stand in front of him and compete for his beloved woman. If this were the case, Cheng Yujia would probably look down on herself, or else, how could being a coward's wife compare to a noble one?
As for the princess, she is also him, the most powerful person in the country.
The crowd of people seeing off the bride walked like this, beaming with joy, except for Yang Zhaosui, whose eyes were dull, and the silent sedan chair. Naturally, that person had a high status, so there was no reason to come to the house to get married. Although it was a bit self-deprecating to send off the bride, Cheng Yujia passed by in the future.
It's not to be looked down upon, but considering that person's origins, seeing someone off becomes a matter of course, and no one will make any irresponsible remarks.
The place we want to go to is at the other end of Panyan Town. It is a courtyard that is not inferior to the Yang Mansion. My surname is Du, and I am the leader of Panyan Town. Although it is not among the imperial powers, it is still on the ground in Panyan Town.
He is a respectable person, and his family status is not inferior to that of the Yang family. As for his reputation and reputation, it is not as good as the Yang family's.
The news of that man marrying Cheng Yujia has spread throughout Songhai, alarming the local magistrates, who all rushed to Panyan Town. The Du family was near the water, and somehow they got the man's permission to borrow the Du family's villa as a wedding venue.
The Cheng family's girl's new girlfriend, the Du family has taken advantage of the situation, and the tide has lifted all boats. She has been running around Panyan Town shouting and arrogant these days.
Du Buhui, the head of the Du family, rubbed his hands and stood at the door with his feet up and looked around. He was also wearing new clothes at the moment, his face was red and radiant. If you didn't know better, you would have thought that this was Du Buhui getting married. The sound of drums and firecrackers was heard at the wedding ceremony.
He heard it from afar, but no one came yet. Du Buhui was a little anxious, fearing that the man in the backyard would be impatient with waiting. Thinking of this, Du Buhui started to complain about his old enemy Yang Yiran, but he could only
I muttered in my heart that I was lucky enough to pick up a yellow-flowered girl for free and suddenly turned into a relative of the emperor.