I promise

Chapter 873

The bride can't touch the ground after going out, and her elder brother should carry the sedan chair on her back.

The two brothers Mu Zijin and Mu Ziyan didn't discuss it in advance, they took a step at the same time, turned their heads and looked at each other, and their eyes met.

Mu Zijian is the eldest brother, so it is the most suitable for him to carry Mu Dian on the sedan chair, but the two younger brothers are not easy to provoke, so for the sake of the overall situation, he took back his half-stepped feet.

Needless to add confusion.

Hearing a commotion at the door, the crowd was boiling, Chang Qianfo bent down and hugged Mu Dianke horizontally, bowed his neck and lowered his head, and said with a smile on his lips, "Hold my neck tightly."

Mu Ziyan's face turned dark.

If it weren't for Chang Qianfo's big day today, slapping him in the face would be slapping his own sister's face, he would really open his mouth and curse.

——This is shameless!
A son who married a daughter-in-law might not necessarily forget his mother, but a younger sister who has a husband must not be of the same mind as his elder brother.

Under Mu Ziyan's annoyed gaze, Mu Dianke stretched out a pair of slender and frosty hands, and wrapped them around Chang Qianfo's neck amid cheers.

Chang Qianfo's black and red face smiled into a flower, staring at his bride through the hijab, his eyes were shining, and a sunny sky was born.

Step by step, before reaching the sedan chair, he was finally willing to put down the nephrite in his arms.

"Get up the car—"

There was a loud and joyful shout, and the eight porters all bent down and raised their bars.

At this moment, Li Anan suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers, grab it!"

He took the lead and rushed towards the sedan chair.

Mo Cangcang grew up in Li's house, and was used to messing around with Li An'an, when he heard Li An'an's greeting, he rushed forward excitedly, forgetting his promise to Mu Dianke.

Out of nowhere, a group of people appeared, their figures were as nimble as apes, they rushed away the bearers who were too late to stretch their waists with lightning speed, picked up the sedan chair and ran away.

The three brothers of the Mu family reacted very quickly. After a few leaps, the rabbit rose and fell, blocking the two ends of the alley: Mu Zijin at one end, and Mu Zijian and Mu Ziyan at the other end.

Mu Ziyan jumped onto the roof tiles with his knife in hand, and shouted loudly: "Chang Qianfo, what are you doing?!"

Li An'an didn't care so much, and just picked the one with the fewest people and bumped into it.

Han Yiluo's "Luohu Stick" and Mu Zijin's "Ecstasy Hand" came face to face.

One palm and one stick, both kinds of martial arts are known for their quickness, they are close to each other, they use fast strikes, and frequently use strange moves.

The cousins ​​of the Lin, Zheng, and Lu families didn't plan to make a move at first, but when they saw the two brothers Mu Zijian and Mu Ziyan rushing back, they were so aggressive that they had to wade through this muddy water.

The welcoming group temporarily gained the upper hand in the crowd, allowing Li An'an and a group of "hunters and dog friends" to squeeze out with a sedan chair against the wall.

Chang Qianfo cursed in his heart.

He guarded against his uncle, but not his own brother.

If I knew it earlier, I should have locked Li An'an in southern Yunnan and prevented him from coming back!

The former alliance leader married a daughter, Chang Jiabao married a daughter-in-law, and the streets were full of onlookers.

Also really lively.

Unexpectedly, on the spot of welcoming the bride, my brother-in-law and male companions started fighting at the gate.Each of them competed with good skills, just like a group of heroes fighting, an unprecedented grand event.

In the end, the bridegroom officer flew out of the sedan chair with the bride in his arms.

I heard "Purple Swallows Flying" earlier, and today I can see Phoenixes flying together.

In the wind and snow, two wedding gowns of the same color turned and entangled, drawing a golden and bright red glow in the air, dragging over the roof of the sedan chair, passing by the crowd, and sitting firmly on a reddish-brown horse.

Mu Dianke stretched out his hand to press the hijab, and heard Chang Qianfo's laughing voice above his head saying, "Sit still."

But where to sit firmly.

Under the hooves of the horse, her body swayed suddenly, and then Chang Qianfo's big palm clasped her waist, leading her to gallop all the way.

There is a rush of wind in the ears, and the voice of people is blurred behind him.

She didn't feel annoyed that there was such a change on the wedding day, but happy.

Letting eight people carry a big sedan chair, blowing and beating, it is indeed a lively scene, but she prefers the current situation - her husband is dressed in red, riding a reddish-brown horse, crossing the wind and snow, and personally taking her home .

"Thousand Buddhas."

"Ok?"

"where are we going?"

"Go home." He lowered his head while riding the horse, his brows and eyes were gentle, "Go back to our home."

If Feng is knowledgeable, he will be able to see a handsome face that is open to the wind and smiling.

Because he laughed too much and was a little silly.

If Feixue could go up, she would be able to get into the fiery red hijab, and kiss that face that was blushing because of shyness, and was becoming more and more beautiful.

Perhaps only those who have experienced deep love know how deep and stable two people need to be together.

Where do you need to be so good at talking.

Saying childish words and nonsense to the right people is the sound of nature.

"Why did you take me home?"

"Because you are my wife...then why are you willing to go with me?"

"When a little girl marries a chicken, follow the chicken, and if she marries a dog, follow the dog."

The bridegroom and the bride ran away, and the rest of them had no sense in fighting, so they jumped on their horses and chased after them.

The bearers followed behind with empty sedan chairs, beat gongs and drums, distributed wedding cakes and money along the road, which attracted crowds of onlookers to crowd and loot.

Happy money is ready.

The master of ceremonies, who was robbed of his job, now has only one thing left to do. He picked up a basket of brand new copper coins wrapped in red silk thread, and threw them out vigorously.

When Mu Ziyan and his party chased to Dongsong Beach, the couple had already boarded the happy boat, sailed against the wind and waves, and drifted far away from the shore.

In the huge cabin, only two people sat.

The bride sits on the groom's lap without touching the ground.

Finally got clean.

Chang Qianfo stretched out his hand to lift the bride's veil, feeling timid due to the proximity to the country, his hands trembled involuntarily.

The fingertips touched the slippery hijab, then retracted, and after probing three or two times, finally pinched the corner of the red silk and slowly uncovered it.

Hibiscus appears at the end of the rays of the sun, and the waves of autumn water begin to flow toward you.

The sound of oars, the falling snow, the wind moving the curtain... All light and shadow, sound and breath are no longer seen or heard.

Holding his breath, he stared at the person in front of him for a long time, then let out a very soft sigh, with the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, his voice whispered, "It's like a dream!"

Mu Dian also felt like a dream.

Once upon a time, the picture that I didn't even dare to imagine - facing him in red in two, will accompany him in the morning and evening, and then we will live together - now it has come true!

"Are you nervous?" He lightly squeezed one of her catkins, kneading the palm of his hand, "At that time...the hands were shaking."

Mu Dianke blushed and nodded lightly.

"I'm also nervous." Chang Qianfo said with a smile, "I'm nervous, but also happy...I miss you very much! I didn't sleep much all night."

He suddenly thought of something, bowed his head and leaned close to her ear, and sprayed all the hot breath on her ear and neck, burning her white and greasy skin slightly red, "You don't want to sleep tonight."

The frivolous!
Mu Dianke scolded inwardly, but involuntarily popped up in his mind the picture of the villain under Liao Shiqi's hands that day, and the pillows and embroidered shoes that his third sister-in-law Yu Yi secretly stuffed into the dowry box the day before her wedding. Porcelain Doll……

She was really ashamed, and she leaned towards his strong arms, and buried a piece of powdered thin face tightly on his chest.

(End of this chapter)