General is a Villain

After that battle, Yi Xiaoqiao's red hair had long since been dyed red and was no longer usable.

Ning Huan rushed to the bridal workshop to buy a new bridal veil. It was embroidered with mandarin ducks and ducks, while the four corners were embroidered with blossoming peony flowers. It was a perfect fit for Yi Xiaoqiao's cloak.

Yi Xiaoqiao's phoenix crown had long been dyed red with blood, and Bu Fang's temples had already been damaged from the fight. At this moment, there was no decoration on her head, only her black hair that flowed behind her like a waterfall.

The crowd watched as she continued to enjoy the show. Only Muyi looked at her seriously, took the hood and covered her up. The moment he did, he saw the corners of Yi Xiaoqiao's lips drooping without any hint of joy.

Mu Yi An's heart moved and he blamed himself.

Originally, it was a good day for their marriage, so she should be happy. However, her departure caused her to suffer from so much gossip for no reason. She was stabbed and her hands were stained with blood.

Even now, her hands were still hidden in her sleeves, she didn't dare to show them. She was afraid of being seen.

Tightly grabbing her hands through her sleeves, Mu Yi An's words circled around his tongue before finally slowly swallowing them back. He was an expert at war, but he wasn't good with words. Perhaps what he actually said would put her at ease even more than what he said.

Mu Yi An looked at Yu Heng.

Yu Heng's expression was solemn as he turned around and shouted, "I bow to the heavens and the earth …"

No one expected that Mu Yi'an would be so serious and serious. His serious expression didn't look like he was being perfunctory, but more like he was on a pilgrimage.

The whispers in the crowd lessened and gradually died down. They all seemed to understand Mu Yi'an's heart. He didn't give up on Yi Xiaoqiao, and he also didn't abandon her. He only temporarily left, and now that he was back, he wanted to protect her again.

"Ceremony, send to the bridal room!" Yu Heng shouted out one last time and let out a long breath. This journey had been a long and arduous one.

"Niang Niang, hurry …" Someone urged.

"It's here, it's here." The wedding nanny wiped her greasy hands carelessly on the handkerchief and scurried over. Her rouged red lips were filled with grease, and the moment she opened her mouth, it was the taste of food.

Yi Xiaoqiao frowned as she approached. She remembered that she had not eaten yet. Hungry!

With this thought flashing through her mind, she felt something tighten around her waist. Her legs left the ground and she was lifted up by someone.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and smelled the familiar scent. She knew it was Muyi.

"Aiyo, General Mu is breaking the rules." The wedding nanny smiled merrily as she welcomed him. "It's better if I do it …"

Mu Yi An swept her with a cold gaze and kicked Xi Niang to the ground: "Let go of little Qiao, come in and eat! You don't abide by the rules, Yu Heng, change the matchmaker and Xi Niang. You don't have any rules!"

With that, he strode off with Yi Xiaoqiao in his arms.

"Aiyo, General Mu, you can't do this! Doing this is like smashing a rice bowl!" The wedding maiden immediately cried out, slapping her thigh as she wailed.

She felt that she was innocent and that she was implicated. "General Mu, what does this have to do with me? You ran away on your own. If you chase me away as a matchmaker, the two of you will definitely meet with calamities in the future. This is a calamity …"

Mu Yi An's footsteps paused, and he coldly glanced at her: "You still dare to curse me? "Yu Heng smacked his lips!"

Yu went forward and gave the matchmaker two slaps, causing the matchmaker's face to be covered in red marks. In the end, she called for someone to drag her out.

The wedding lady trembled in fear and hurriedly followed him.

"Yu Heng, go and find me two more matchmakers. I don't believe that I won't be able to find them. Without you two, I won't be able to get married!" Saying that, Mu Yi An carried Yi Xiaoqiao and left in large strides.

Everyone looked at each other and sighed.

This Muyi was too domineering.

With a smile, he winked at Ning Huan. This was the general helping Miss Qiao establish her might.

Ning Huan nodded and snickered, "Only if Muyi values Yi Xiaoqiao, can Yi Xiaoqiao become the real mistress of the General's Estate, and only then can she live a good life. If Muyi does not value Yi Xiaoqiao, then Yi Xiaoqiao will become a laughingstock."

Although it was a little too much to make a scene like this today, it was still a good result to be able to help little Qiao Li Wei.

"Sit down and rest first. I'll call someone to bring you some food later." Mu Yi'an placed Yi Xiaoqiao on the bed and searched left and right, but still couldn't find the scale. He frowned and said, "This matchmaker and wedding lady actually forgot to prepare the scale."

Yi Xiaoqiao fished out two peanuts from under the bed cover, peeled them off, and chewed them. "They are all long-tongued women, and their parents are short. You can't get along with them, so they won't ruin your reputation."

"Why didn't you say you were starving? They broke the rules and left you to eat and drink, and you begged for mercy on their behalf." Mu Yi An glared at her grumpily.

With the red veil covering her head, Yi Xiaoqiao was unable to see Muyi's expression. She smiled and said, "It seems that I, as a bride, will starve until night. As for you, why don't you go deal with the guests?"

What should he do? Didn't he see that they had all finished eating?

Besides, even if they hadn't finished eating, he didn't want to deal with them.

Mu Yi An sat down and took out a handful of peanuts for her to peel. He asked, "Aren't I going to be hungry? Are you still going to eat?"

"Didn't someone peel it for me? If I don't eat it, don't give him any face. " Yi Xiaoqiao took the peanut and stuffed it into his mouth. He smiled and said with a hint of pride.

Mu Yi'an couldn't help but laugh, a trace of doting flashing across his eyes. He felt that this Yi Xiao Qiao was pretty good, especially cute.

Yi Xiaoqiao ate and shook his head. "When are you going to lift it up for me? I feel sore all over my neck. "

"What's with this layer of cloth? Wait a moment." Mu Yi'an was silent for a moment, then said, "Without the scale, what's unlucky is unlucky is unlucky."

Yi Xiaoqiao had heard people say that by using the scale to lift the cap, it meant that it was very satisfying, as if without the scale, one couldn't be very happy.

She smiled. "When we got married, our hands were already stained with blood. Do you still care about that?"

"Of course I care!" Mu Yi'an's voice was solemn. "I had no choice but to stain my hands in blood. If I could gain a bit more blessings, why wouldn't I?"

While eating the peanuts, the corners of Yi Xiaoqiao's lips couldn't help but curl up. "You and I got married for a fake reason. So what if I bless you a lot?"

Mu Yi'an's breathing stagnated. Suddenly, he fell silent. For a moment, the room was quiet, with only the sound of peeling peanuts.

Yi Xiaoqiao waited for him to speak for a long time, but nothing came out of his mouth. There were only peanuts in his palm, and his heart slowly sank with his silence. He found it hard to conceal his disappointment.

She fiddled with the peanut in her hand and asked, "How is she? Didn't you say she was in danger? Are you hurt? "

The sound of peeling stopped. The air seemed to have become heavier, as if it had fallen into a quagmire.

Yi Xiaoqiao was baffled and bit her lips. "I asked you something that you shouldn't have?"

"Since you know you shouldn't ask, don't ask." His voice was full of annoyance, and he put some peanuts on the palm of his hand.

"Have you seen a woman ask the woman next to her on her wedding day?" He grumbled.

"I've also never seen a man save another woman on my wedding day. You've already saved them all, let me ask you what's wrong?" Yi Xiaoqiao reached for the peanut, but his hand was pulled back.

"Hey, give it to me."

"I'm not giving it to you anymore. Hungry, I'll let you talk so much nonsense," Mu Yi An raised his hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth.