When Dou Shangshu heard this, his face became angry, and he stood up with a whoosh: "You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about! Let's wait until the worship is over first!"
However, the young man seemed to be unaware and said anxiously: "I'm not okay, young master... Master, the doctor said it was a time of recovery, so he asked you to hurry over and see him for the last time..."
There was a roar, and the sky that had just been clear and sunny suddenly sounded a muffled thunder, and a gust of wind blew from the door, lifting the edge of the bright red hijab covering the bride's head, blowing it for a few times, and then fell down.
"Ah...this is..."
Among the people watching the ceremony, someone didn't know who shouted. Dou Shangshu glanced over coldly, but heard that person say: "This is not Miss Dongfang... not Dongfang Yufeng..."
One sentence was like a thunder, even more shocking than the sound outside just now.
Upon hearing this, Dou Shangshu, who had a dark face, rushed to the bride in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and did not see him touching the hijab. Instead, the red hijab flew up and circled in the air.
Falling slowly.
Under the hijab, there is an extremely ordinary little face, which looks even more terrifying with thick makeup. The rouge on the cheeks is bright red, and there is no sense of beauty at all. The lips are bright red, but they seem to have just eaten blood.
What's even more outrageous is that his eyes are dull and he looks like he's in a daze.
Everyone looked at the girl who was supporting the bride, and saw two people holding her armpits tightly. No wonder she asked the girl to help her nod when she was praying.
At first glance, this is not a bride, she looks like the evil ghost who just came out of Yama Palace.
"Who are you? Who are you?"
Everyone was too shocked to move, but Dou Shangshu reacted first. He made an eagle-like grasp with one hand and instantly got it stuck on the bride's neck. With just a little force, the bride immediately had to report back to the Hall of Hell.
"Shang Shu Dou, spare your life... spare your life..."
When the two supporting girls saw this posture, they knelt down with a frightened sound. Dou Shangshu's eyes turned cold and he exerted force on his hands. Something fell down on the bride's face, which was covered with thick white powder.
There is an extra layer of scary purple-red color.
"This is our second young lady... Dou Shangshu, please spare your life. I don't know what happened. How did the second young lady get carried to the Shangshu Mansion..."
Boom... the people watching the ceremony only felt another thunder flash, what is this situation? Could this person in front of them be the second lady of the general's house? The person who was rumored to be stupid and stupid, and did not even have the slightest martial arts talent, but occupied the
Dongfang Yuyan, who holds the position of the unmarried princess of Hu Yanzhen, the most beautiful man in Qi Tian Kingdom?
It seems that today is also the day for the second young lady to get married, but the second young lady should marry to the Fourth Prince's Mansion, and the bride here should be the most talented eldest lady in the capital, Dongfang Yufeng.
"Damn it, Dongfang Cheng, you've gone too far... I'm going to kill you..."
Dou Shangshu roared angrily and exerted force with his big hands. The poor bride's body was crumbling and she seemed to die soon...
"Master... No, no, the young master is waiting for you to go over and see him for the last time..."
When the boy saw something bad, he hurriedly knelt down and hugged Dou Shangshu's legs and shouted. Dou Shangshu, who was so angry that he suddenly came back to his senses, loosened his grip on the bride's neck, and the poor bride fell limply.
On the ground, it was obvious that I had walked around the Gate of Hell just now. I was breathing out more and taking in less.
"Hmph... I'll lock you in the woodshed. I'll settle the accounts with Dongfang Cheng later."
Dou Shangshu waved his sleeves and left angrily. The guests who were watching the ceremony did not dare to stay any longer. They left in a hurry and ran faster than a wolf chasing after him.
The poor bride lay on the ground, and no one came to see if she was still breathing! After a while, two strong girls came over and dragged her away, not to mention the heavy rain pouring outside.
(The bride - she is the poor heroine, hahaha, isn't she pitiful? I feel pitiful, I feel sorry for her, bookmark it and recommend it, otherwise, I will torture her to death and laugh evilly...)