Dali Temple Conspiracy Records

Chapter 85 Embroidered Shoes

Today is a day of great joy.

On the night of the wedding, orange wedding candles flickered in the room, just like Qiao Niang's heart, beating wildly, unable to calm down for a moment.She sat on the dragon and phoenix bunk sprinkled with lotus seeds, peanuts, red dates and other happy fruits, waiting for her new husband Wen Ming to write a poem.

Wen Ming has never read a book, so of course he doesn't know how to compose poems. Fortunately, his father has already asked him to memorize a few poems that are widely praised.

"Don't fan the painting out of the curtain to cover up the stagnant talents in the spring mountains. If the Tao is like a bright moon, there must be sweet-scented osmanthus blooming in it."

After he finished reading the fan poem, he walked forward anxiously to get the fan that Qiao Niang used to cover his face, his hands trembling uncontrollably.When the girl's flower-like face was fully displayed in front of her eyes, Wen Ming was a little dazed, but Qiao Niang laughed out loud when she saw his nervous appearance.

"Why are you in a daze, Brother Ming, there is something else to do!"

It was only then that Wen Ming remembered that there was also the wedding ceremony.The relatives and friends of the two families were considerate of the new couple, and after spreading the tent, they went back to the front hall to drink, leaving the new house to the young couple alone.After drinking the carnival wine, the two smiled at each other, sat down at the table and began to eat.After tossing for a long time, I was already starving.

The two of them are childhood sweethearts, and they have known each other for a long time. After the wedding ceremony, they naturally fed each other as usual.Wen Ming suddenly asked: "Qiaoer, why did you take off your shoes? Be careful of cold feet."

Qiao Niang froze for a moment, "No, I'm wearing it."

"There is a pair of embroidered shoes beside the bed, is there something special about it?"

Qiaoniang turned her head and saw that there was indeed a pair of red embroidered shoes beside the bed.The embroidered shoes were neatly arranged, but the only strange thing was that the shoes were wet, as if they had been soaked in water.But she clearly remembered that when she entered the room and sat down, the bedside was empty!

The two were wondering, when the pair of embroidered shoes moved under their full gaze!Then in the blink of an eye, the embroidered shoes disappeared out of thin air, never to be seen again, as if just two people were blinded by it.

After a long while, Qiao Niang whispered, her voice was a little trembling: "Could it be...the pair of embroidered shoes?"

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Another happy day.

Chen Cai looked at the woman on the bed, rubbed his hands excitedly, quickly untied his belt, took off his coat, and was about to pounce on her.The young woman was tightly bound with ropes, and a cloth was stuffed in her mouth, and she looked at Chen Cai in horror and pleading.After seeing the man approaching step by step, the last trace of hope in her eyes turned to despair, and only tears flowed silently all over her face.

"Don't be afraid, little beauty, I love you very much!"

He was so lustful that he threw himself on the woman, and just as he stretched out his hand to fumble, he was thrown to the ground.Chen Cai was stunned for a moment, and then flew into a rage. He was about to get angry and wanted to teach this ignorant girl a lesson, but he was shocked to see that the rope had been snapped, and the girl threw herself on him like she was insane. Pressing him down is like tearing, scratching and beating.

"Stop! Get out of here, get out!" Chen Cai dodged in a panic, pushing the woman away with his hands and feet.He regained his composure, but saw that the woman didn't get up again, but lay beside him, motionless.

"Could it be..." He pulled the woman's hair and turned to her face, not surprised to see blood oozing from her mouth and nose.He sniffed her breath, and she was already out of breath.He hurriedly turned his head to look at the bed, just as he saw a pair of wet embroidered shoes disappearing from his eyes.

"Damn it! This is the third one!"

He cursed.

(End of this chapter)