While the guests were retreating, Li Ya climbed into the wedding room through the window. He looked at the bride in front of him in confusion, and was shocked in his heart.
The bride is sixteen or seventeen years old, with pink makeup and fragrant skin. She has willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and she is staring at the visitor nervously.
A pair of tender hands playfully lifted a corner of his red hijab, and a white jade pearl hung from his forehead.
"Tear-" Someone pushed the door open and came in.
"Silver candles shine longer, Luopingwei is fragrant at night~, madam, for your husband..."
Chen Ze walked into the inner room with a feeling of wind as he walked, his face still full of joy, and a springy smile on his face.
I saw a man in a dark blue brocade robe and jade belt standing in front of the eldest lady of the Song family whom he had just married, with a surprised look on his face.
As for his bride, she took off her hijab and saw an overly familiar face under the red cloth.
"Li Ya, why are you in my wedding room?"
"No, I married Wan'er, why is it Yan'er who is here??!"
"Where's Wan'er?!" Chen Zexing was stunned on the spot, spitting out a bunch of questions like a barrage of questions.
He subconsciously stepped forward and shook Li Ya's shoulders vigorously, saying loudly, "Did you change Wan'er for me?!" He looked anxious as if he was about to be chased away by a dog.
He was not as strong as before, and Li Ya felt like his frame would be shaken apart by him.
He crossed one of his hands and held one of Chen Zexing's arms backwards, and with the other hand, he used his waist to force the seven-foot-tall man in wedding robes to sit on the chair next to him.
"You ask me, how did I know? It was only when I saw you two saluting that I noticed that the person under the red hijab was walking too lightly and had a different status."
Li Ya said categorically, "Who in Le'an City doesn't know that Song Wan'er is jumping up and down all day long, hanging around the racecourse holding a long bow, and she is not used to being a girl, so how can she walk so dignifiedly?"
He looked at Chen Zexing beside him with hatred.
"You have been clamoring for Xinyue. The eldest girl of the Song family has known about it for a long time, insisting on Wan'er marrying you. Now on the wedding day, you can't even recognize whether it is her?"
After saying that, he took a deep breath, turned his head and stared seriously at the girl under the red hijab, and said in a gentler voice: "Yan'er, why are you married? Where is your sister?"
Chen Zexing was stunned by the scolding. Indeed, he did not notice anything unusual. The figure and behavior of the person in front of him were exactly the same as the girl he liked, not to mention that there was a hijab covering his head tightly.
He swallowed slightly awkwardly, waiting for Song Yan'er's explanation.
Song Yan'er is the second daughter of Mr. Song Ge. She and Song Wan'er are sisters from the same mother. She is three years younger than her. The two have a deep relationship on weekdays and are almost inseparable. When they are in a boudoir, there is no conflict of interest. How could this happen?
Now this kind of substitute marriage thing has happened.
Song Yan'er pursed her lips, lowered her head slightly and did not dare to look directly at the two of them, with a bitter look on her face. She seemed to have made up her mind and said warmly:
"My sister..., my sister went out to be a heroine..."
"She said that the world is limitless and her life is short. She did not want to be trapped in a deep house, scheming with others, wasting her years and working hard all her life in order to give birth to children and carry on the family line.
"She wants to see the flying sand in the desert and the sunset over the long river that brother Li Ya once talked about!"
"She wants to be a bird that never returns, soar across the world and see the mountains and rivers at a glance!"
The woman's voice was gentle and soft, but her words were like the sound of a gong, which made people's whole bodies tremble in shock.
It's an escape from marriage.
The emperor of the Jing Dynasty was a man, and women did not have many rights. There were even many cases of favoring sons over daughters in China. For example, Li Ya had to hide his true gender.
This escaped marriage is a major matter related to a woman's reputation, not to mention that both families are high-ranking families in Zhongdu.
"So where did she go?!"
Li Ya was anxious. He didn't expect that the scenery he once told Wan'er about when he was marching would be unforgettable for her, so he would do such a deviant thing.
He, Chen Zexing, and Song Wan'er are the same age, and they have been playmates since childhood.
Chen and Song accidentally fell into the water when they were on a mountain trip when they were young. While struggling in the water, they accidentally picked off the tears of Yin and Yang from the neck of Li Ya who came to rescue him.
Since then, Li Ya's gender has become a secret shared by the three of them.
As a result, Song Wan'er became closer to Li Ya. She was lively and smart, and learned a lot of riding and archery skills from Li Ya. Among the powerful women in Zhongdu, she was a well-known... clean stream.
Because of her high position in the family and the appreciation of the emperor, no one dared to talk too much about her, and no one knew her thoughts.
If Li Ya hadn't deliberately stayed away, others would have thought that she had fallen in love with the young general.
She and her quiet and dignified sister Song Yan'er, who is considered a lady by the powerful, have completely opposite personalities.
The name is euphemistic but not gentle, the name Yan is not dancing.
But this time is not a trivial matter. If the story of the substitute marriage gets out, no one will care about who her father is. Rumors will spread all over the city...
Song Yan'er considered her words, shook her head slowly and said, "I don't know where my sister went."
Chen Zexing was in a trance, his dark and translucent pupils filled with water, and said to himself almost crazily: "There are many dangers in this world, where can a little girl like her who knows a little bit about horseback riding and archery be able to survive..."
...No, I have to go find her."
"I have to go find her!"
Excited, he suddenly stood up and was about to rush out of the room. The table in front of him was knocked over, the porcelain plate with gold rims shattered to the ground, and peanuts and red dates rolled under his feet.
"The world is so big, where can you find her? Yan'er said she left a few days ago, and now I'm not even sure if she is still here, where can you find her!" Li Ya roared.
He grabbed Chen Zexing's arm, put one leg on his knee and knocked him to the ground.
This man has no brains to begin with. He always smiles stupidly on weekdays. He doesn't look like a young master from the Prime Minister's Palace. Now he is impulsive. Who knows what he can do. I'm afraid that a blind man can sort things out and become more and more chaotic!
Chen Zexing did not resist and allowed Li Ya to suppress him.
He really likes Wan'er...
Song Yaner had never seen two men fighting before, but now that they were so close, her palms were sweating and she was tightly clutching the sleeve corners of her wedding robe.
"I... can tell you the reason why my sister left..."
Li Ya stared at the insane Chen Zexing beneath him with daggers in his eyes, and said loudly without looking back:
"What's the reason? Isn't it just that she doesn't want to get married?!"
He was such a genial and demeanor person in the past, but now his words actually contained a stinging sense of ridicule.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
He knew it! Chen Zexing's marriage to Wan'er was like a wild boar grazing a cabbage, a flower plucked with cow dung.
I have been feeling gloomy ever since I received this wedding invitation, and the thought of it makes me even more dizzy!
Wan'er's skills were all taught by himself, and he naturally knew how smart and exquisite Wan'er was.
It was precisely because the three of them were young that he became more aware of the gap between them.
What kind of happiness can a dandy who just eats and waits for death bring Wan'er?
