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The number one young master of Jingguo, Qi Shaohao, was dressed in a bright red wedding suit. Standing alone in front of the Qi Mansion was a beautiful scenery to behold.

"You really aren't looking for her?" The young master of the Mu Rong family shook his head.

He wore a bright red wedding suit and stood outside the door like a pine tree. Hearing this question, the first son of Jingguo's stone-carved face wrinkled slightly.

A hint of regret appeared on Murong Beiyu's face. She's in Yiyang. "

The crimson silk in his hands instantly became taut.

After knowing each other for twenty years, Murong Beiyu understood his good brother very well. The dignified number one young master of the Jing Country had been in love with that woman for dozens of years without ever seeing her again. "Sighing, lamenting, helpless." Last night at the Ma Mansion in the west of the city, someone robbed everything. The smiling face that was left empty-handed on the door plaque at the Ma Mansion. I can confirm that the perpetrator was her. "

Silence.

His stance of standing with his hands behind his back was still as relaxed as ever. He looked at the expression on the corner of the street and still didn't know whether he was happy or angry. However, even though he was the first son of the State of Jing, after a long period of silence, he still could only sigh deeply. This marriage contract referred to marriage at the stomach. The old man of the Lin Family shall use his death to force his mother's last wish. " His eyebrows shot up, and his smile contained a bit of pride that could be found in the bitterness. But I will find her! " The blazing light in his eyes burned like a raging fire.

But even Murong Beiyu knew the truth. How could an unruly woman like her be willing to become someone else's concubine?

When the suona like sound of "Wu La Wu La" came from afar, his indifferent face had finally gained a hint of impatience.

That expression was so obvious. The onlookers clearly saw this scene.

Well, the rumors were true. Young Master Qi was truly unhappy with this marriage.

A few bystanders were still chewing on their tongues. Yet, the huge palanquin had already arrived in front of his eyes.

The young master of the Qi family and the next head of the Mu Rong family, Murong Beiyu, were shocked. The two of them quickly looked at each other, exchanging meaningful glances. There were actually two people inside the bridal sedan? How could those shallow breaths escape the hearing of these two young masters?

"Stop the palanquin!"

"Matriarch Ruan gave the order and the bridal sedan fell to the ground." "Young Master Qi, my new wife, I've brought Old Madam Ruan here." "The matchmaker covered her mouth with a red handkerchief, smiling brilliantly." Hurry up and kick the door of the palanquin so that we can pray to heaven and earth … "

"Kick the sedan chair door!" Kicking the sedan chair door … "

"The bride is coming out... The bride is coming out... "Hurry up and come take a look..."

"I've heard that the young mistress of the Lin Family is a great beauty …"

"Really? Do you have our Jing Nation's number one beauty, Luo Xiaomei? "

"Look, look!" It's time to kick the sedan! "

The crowd along the street made it so that not even a drop of water could seep through the gates of the Qi Residence. Kicking the sedan chair's door raised the interest of the crowd even more. The whistling, the cheering, the cheering, the constant.

The young master of the Qi family blinked his lacquered eyes and walked past the door. He raised his leg and the curtain was kicked up high. The flying red curtain allowed him a clear view of the scenery in the sedan.

Seated on the couch, the bride was elegant and virtuous; she was carefully dressed up as a bridal sedan chair, her beauty extraordinary.

As expected, this match between a perfect match and a perfect match did not disappoint the onlookers.

Amidst the constant sounds of firecrackers, his big hand, which was clearly defined by the bones of his fingers, had already reached out. Amidst the cheers, a slender jade white hand slowly reached out from the curtain and lightly rested on his hand.

Such a white and flawless hand caught his eye, yet the young master of the Qi family frowned for no reason. He frowned and closed his fingers. It seemed as if he was holding the bride's wrist in his hand.

However, this Master Qi, who was deep in his thoughts, pinched the veins of the Liu Family's girls.

The bride let out a cry in secret, but didn't dare to act rashly.

The corner of Young Master Qi's mouth curled up as he sneered. This woman had such a high level of inner strength. What was Old Man Lin singing at the end? It was quite interesting.

As he turned his head to the side, he secretly glanced at Murong Beiyu behind him. With everyone's blessings, he slowly led the bride in front of him and stepped into the main gate of the Qi Residence.

The cheers continued, the laughter continued.

Under the red veil, the Liu Family's girl had a casual smile on her face the whole time. However, that smile felt like it was dying. This damned fellow. Although he seemed like he was just casually swinging his arm, he was firmly pinching her pulse! This bastard, was it intentional or not? She was anxious.

First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to high class, husband and wife bowing to each other.

The young lady of the Liu Family was muddleheaded, but she had already made the third bow to Young Master Qi.

"To the bridal chamber..." The praises spread far and wide.

With the support of the two maidservants, Lady Liu slowly made her way to the new room in the backyard.

But in truth, the old man from the Lin Clan, who was sitting in his seat of honor, was feeling an extraordinary amount of fear. Until now, he still did not dare to take a sip of the hot tea that was brought over with a pair of white, lily-white hands.

His daughter's left palm may have a thumb-sized red birthmark!

A clap of thunder on a sunny day could be said to have struck the white head of the Lin family's old patriarch. Heavens, that girl of his who made people worry, in the end, she still ran away from marriage with that kid from the Zhao family …

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