"Lan Mei, go and do your business, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Mr. Ma suddenly looked tired and waved his hand and said.

“Yes, the head of the family.”

Lan Meiying gave a gift, twisted her waist like a water snake, and fled into the shadow.

When her figure appeared again, she had already arrived at a wing room with lights and colors on the west side.

Ribbons fluttered, red silk danced.

This was originally the boudoir of the Ma family's granddaughter, but now it is arranged like a wedding room.

The interior of the wedding room was very dark, with red dates, peanuts, longans and lotus seeds on the embroidered satin quilt.

And lay them into heart shapes in circles.

It means "to have a noble son early" and "to have more children and have more blessings".

The most exquisite thing is that it is extremely refined.

The granddaughter of the Ma family was sitting by the bed, wearing a phoenix crown and robe made of gold thread and high-quality silk, with gold and silver jewelry on it, which was very luxurious.

The bride wore a red veil and sat quietly beside the bed without moving.

Lan Mei's mouth raised slightly, and she slowly walked closer, with a hint of coldness in her eyes:

"What a good red wedding dress? It's a waste to wear it for you. This is a good product found from the Li family.

"It is said that I belonged to a royal princess back then? Your Ma family was unable to get this phoenix crown and red robe back then. If it weren't for the decline of the Li family, would it be your turn to wear it?"

The bride never responded.

"Oh, I forgot, you can't speak yet."

A hint of mocking flashed in Lan Mei's eyes, pinching the Ma family's granddaughter's jaw and revealing a piece of her chin.

The bride's chin was dark and shaped like coke, and a golden thread rippled around her mouth.

Through the red veil, Blue Mei could feel the evil-like eyes of the Ma family's granddaughter.

"Want to take revenge? Still want to kill us? Hehe..."

"But you are not qualified now."

Slim onion's fingers hooked against his coke-like chin, and said word by word:

"Remember, it's not someone else who makes you become like this. It's your most beloved good grandpa."

...

The sky gradually darkened and the night began to enter.

Cheng Fan was walking on the way to the Li family's ancient house, with no pedestrian around him.

The cold wind rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, extremely bleak.

At this moment, Cheng Fan's ears moved slightly, and he heard a chaotic footsteps from near to far, as well as the sound of blowing and beating.

The sound of suona and gongs and drums that should have been lively seem a bit desolate in this extremely deserted environment.

A trace of doubt flashed in Cheng Fan's eyes.

The ancestor of the Qiu family said to him just now: Don’t go out when it’s dark.

Why are there anyone who dares to break the ban? Are you not afraid of death?

Even a wedding reception at night?

Curious, Cheng Fan immediately disappeared and observed in secret.

The wedding team was wearing festive clothes, carrying the wedding sedan chair, blowing and beating all the way, and walking towards the direction of the Li family's ancient house.

When passing by, Cheng Fan poked out his spiritual sense.

There was no one in the sedan chair, and it seemed to be on the way to pick up the bride.

Cheng Fan was secretly curious, who got married at night?

The person in charge of the wedding team was none other than Shui Sheng, a new member of the Gu family.

Cheng Fan found that the wedding team was on the way with him, so he chased him all the way, wanting to see which family was doing the wedding.

Who would have thought that the wedding team would stop in front of the Li family’s ancient house?

Cheng Fan was stunned for a moment, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

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Could it be that they are welcoming men?

Let men get into the sedan chair?

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It seems that it is not impossible, respect the local folk customs.

Just then.

Shui Sheng stepped forward and smashed the door.

That's right, it's not knocking on the door, it's smashing it.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The one who came to open the door was Dawei, and Xiaoxia was still resting.

"Aquatic? What are you doing?"

Dawei said with a puzzled look on his face.

Shui Sheng glanced at him, and then saw Xiao Xia resting on the soft collapse.

Don't talk nonsense, just get to the point.

"Come here, send the bride into the sedan chair!"

Voice all the way.

Four or five Gu's servants with a tense face walked straight towards Xiao Xia.

Dawei stepped forward and wanted to stop him, but was stopped by two strong slaves.

"Shuisheng! What are you doing?!"

Dawei was shocked and angry, and tried hard to break free, but it was just useless.

Shui Sheng's face was cold and he looked at Dawei with indifferent expression.

“Do what I should do.”

Cheng Fan watched the four servants lifted Hun Xiaoxia and put them into the big red wedding sedan chair.

This made him wonder, what happened?

Which family of these slaves belongs to?

Just then.

Dawei roared in a deep voice: "Shui Sheng, did the Gu family force you to do this? You obviously asked us to run away quickly, but now, how did it become like this?"

Aquatic?

Gu family?

Several clues in Cheng Fan's mind came up immediately.

The Gu family is in a big way and attempts to control the entire Qingshi Village.

But he should be the one who is next to him who is going to destroy him. Why should he make things difficult for Xiao Xia?

Cheng Fan pondered for a moment, but did not take action immediately.

And at this moment.

Dawei was worried about Xiao Xia's safety, forcibly knocked down one person, knocked back the other with one punch, and quickly chased forward.

A hint of unpleasantness flashed across Shui Sheng's face, blocking Dawei's face, and said coldly and coldly:

"Don't overestimate yourself, you are not qualified to resist."

"If you have a way in heaven, you don't go, and if you don't have a way in hell, you turn back. Since you haven't been able to leave, it means your fate is here. Don't struggle anymore."

After saying that, Shui Sheng turned around and was about to leave.

Dawei rushed up in anger.

But Shuisheng shook his hand without looking back, and a black air suddenly formed, binding Dawei's hands and feet tightly.

In Dawei's glaring, Shui Sheng took Xiao Xia away, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of sarcasm:

"Stay here honestly, and you will feel good later. Feel it well, what does it feel like to die under the peony flowers?"

"Damn it!"
To be continued...