The figure dressed in white seemed like an immortal who had entered the world. He was sitting on the balcony, his clothes were flowing, and he was ethereal and out of the world.
She only knows one person in the world who has such a pleasant temperament, and that is - Yan Luo!
"Master..." Looking at the figure in the distance, Su Tong murmured. Just as he was about to step out to see what was going on, Xipo rushed over and pulled the red hijab off.
"Oh, my princess! I said you can't uncover it!" Xipo was so anxious that she almost jumped. Today's wedding is so unlucky - the bride took off her hijab twice on the way, and still
I met a dead person on the road...
How will she explain to the general when she goes back later?
When the time comes to receive the red envelope, why would she have the nerve to ask for it with such an old face?
"Stop making noise!" Su Tong said impatiently, slapping Xipo's hand away in disgust, pulling off the red hijab on her hand, and jumped off the carriage neatly.
"Princess?"
"Wow, princess!"
The surrounding servants were at a loss, but the onlookers nearby were excited. The guests in the restaurant rushed to the ground to get the best view. They thought they were here to see the scene and see the momentum, but they didn't expect to see the princess emerging from the carriage.
Jump up and down to show up...
This military wedding is incredible!
The common people pointed at Su Tong with a look of novelty on their faces.
"Princess, it seems that the man fell down from the restaurant and died. His death was very ugly. Why don't you go in?" A servant came over to persuade her, opening his arms to block Su Tong's sight.
It would be better not to let girls see such bloody things.
Moreover, the princess is getting married today. Seeing such a scene, it would be unlucky to say something superstitious.
"Get out of the way!" Su Tong pushed the servant away. Regardless of Xi Po's persuasion, not to mention the looks of passers-by, she took a few steps forward and stood where the corpse had just been lying.
Looking up and looking upstairs——
Sure enough, you can see it clearly!
The breeze gently ruffled the white drapes on his coir raincoat, allowing Su Tong to see those unrivaled purple pupils. His eyes were cold, and he was holding a small wine glass in his hand, looking in the same direction as her.
"Master!" Taking a deep breath, Su Tong finally shouted upwards, causing everyone at the scene to freeze on the spot. They paused for a long time and looked at each other, then immediately changed their perspective and looked at the mysterious man upstairs.
It turned out that the man who occupied the entire second floor and had unparalleled martial arts skills was her master!
But, I have never heard of a princess having a master?
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Yan Luo said calmly, his voice was neither urgent nor slow, and it was low and pleasant. If it were someone else, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hear the sullenness in it. "If it weren't for that person's body blocking it, I'm afraid you wouldn't either.
Will it stop?"
"I can't see outside in the carriage, so it's naturally impossible to stop." Su Tong shouted upwards, and her neck felt slightly sore as she raised her head to talk to him.
She rubbed her neck and cursed at Yan Luo in her heart: Why did you stop her in a place like this? This is not to embarrass her! And judging from his appearance, he was not ready to let her pass...
Damn! What to do?
She couldn't tell him the truth in public, but if the stalemate continued like this, she felt like a monkey being tricked: the monkey owner was holding the rope on top, the monkey was looking up at the bottom, and the crowd who didn't know the truth
Watching from the side...
"So, that man died a worthy death." With a sneer, Yan Luo glanced at the body that was moved to the street, treating the disappeared life as if it were a piece of grass.
After a pause, he turned his eyes back to Su Tong, frowned slightly, and suddenly took action: the silkworm white silk hidden in his sleeve flew out, and instantly wrapped around Su Tong's waist. He lifted it hard again, and it was easy.
Pulled Su Tong up.
"Ah!" Su Tong exclaimed inexplicably, feeling a lightness under his feet. When he regained consciousness, his whole body had been dragged upstairs, and he crashed into the Eight Immortals table in front of him in an awkward manner.
"Hiss..." His knee was still hitting the leg of the stool. Su Tong gasped in pain. He glared at Yan Luo with resentment and complained silently: Master, didn't you notify me when you pulled?
When you pull it up, won't you pick it up?
"Does it hurt?" He sipped the thin wine in the glass, glanced in her direction, and then continued to look away. He waited until she stopped touching her knee and then said it lightly.
"You..." Su Tong was furious and wanted to drag Yan Luo over and bump him into him, and then ask him coldly and noblely if it hurts. However, thinking of the disparity in strength between them, she could only curl her lips and give up.
"It hurts!" She replied heavily, almost growling.
"If it hurts, your mind will be clearer. Do you know what you are doing?" Yan Luo said coldly, glanced downstairs, and then turned to Su Tong, "These are all things you want.
?"
When he asked this question, he tried to keep his voice calm and restrain the trembling in his heart, not wanting her to notice his emotions.
Su Tong, is marrying that Yu Wenmo really what you want?
"Ah?" Su Tong was stunned, and couldn't help but follow Yan Luo in that direction, then immediately looked back. Regardless of the crowd watching downstairs, he grabbed a chair and sat down opposite Yan Luo.
"Master, let me tell you!" She leaned over, holding back the dull pain in her knees, and her little face lit up with excitement - she originally wanted to tell him that today's entire wedding was a fake, but she just wanted to
Do this last favor for Yu Wenmo, and then you can leave with him!
Unexpectedly, before she could speak, a servant came up from the stairs of the restaurant: "Who are you? Why are you holding the princess hostage?"
He spoke loudly, attracting several curious onlookers to come up from the stairs and look in this direction. The smile on Su Tong's face froze at that moment, and the words he wanted to say to Yan Luo were stuck in his throat.
…
It’s over, it’s inconvenient to explain it now!
"Um..." She was sweating on her nose in a hurry. She wanted to scold the servant and explain it to Yan Luo first, but the servant looked unyielding.