Chapter 219: marry

When the outside began to sing, An Rushuang was covered with a hijab. Her feet were weak and she was held by the door. As for running, it was even more hopeful.
Outside the door, there is a neat and welcoming team. After playing gongs and drums and holding flags, there is a sedan chair in front, and a red crystal stone bead curtain on the outside.
The heavy red yarn was covered with a long red carpet on the ground.
Although he was married in the government, Zhang Liang did the same, maybe even more than the actual marriage. The girls on the side looked at An Rushuang with envy.
But no one saw the newly-married woman frowning now, and the girls on both sides helped An Rushuang, who was floating in the footsteps, to the flower car.
The soft sedan is also covered with soft cushions, which is enough to show that Zhang Liang is really attentive.
But An Rushuang really did not understand. They only met for a few days. Why was he so obsessed with marrying himself?
And, knowing that she is now in a strange state ...
The sedan car was very slow, walking along with the sound of gongs and drums, so walking to the front hall in such a way that it took half an hour.
Outsiders were looking forward to it early.
An Rushuang was held up with hands and feet. Her feet were soft, and she could only see the red robe beside her, and her big hands around her waist. Zhang Liang supported her.
"She's not well ..."
When An Rushuang heard his explanation, she couldn't help trembling in her heart. She really wanted to hit herself hard and see what expression would look on this good face.
However, if I want to use such means to force myself to marry, I will not have much shame.
She was helped by Zhang Liang. I didn't know how long it was before she heard a rough voice and shouted, "The time has come!"
Someone shouted long and long: "A bow to heaven and earth-one bow, respect Cangtian, the best couple is heavenly! Two bows, respect the loess, and tie the knot! Three bows, respect heaven and earth, earth is long ..."
An Rushuang was stiff, her thoughts were fuzzy, Zhang Liang helped her, and she exerted a little force in her hands, and she was like a puppet, and his followers were helpless.
By this time, a little sadness had risen in her heart.
"Thank you Gaotang!"
"One bow, respect the old lady, flesh and blood, deep affection; two bow, thank the old lady, nurturing grace, as gracious as the mountain; three bows, wish the old lady, enjoy the heavens, and live a long life 100 years ...
"
An Rushuang panted sharply, biting her lower lip fiercely, trying to make herself aware, but no matter how hard she tried, it seemed futile.
And the man's loud vocal aria almost became An Rushuang's nightmare.
"Couple worship!"
"With a bow, my spouse is perfect.
Zhang Liang's voice sounded slowly in her ear, with a slight smile: "Frost, you will live forever in this last worship, my lady."
An Rushuang simply wanted to pierce herself, which would relieve her.
Perhaps her strong expectations were finally felt, and she heard a very peaceful voice.
"Donor, this marriage is not possible."
The sound was faint, as if to say-today's water is a bit cold.
There is no emotion in the voice.
Zhang Liang helped An Rushuang slowly turn around. He clutched An Rushuang's hand tightly and watched the man smile. "I and the two love each other, how can we not get married? I know the abbot has never
I was regretful if I had been married, but it couldn't ruin my wedding with Shuang Er. "
An Rushuang shook his hand away fiercely, but she was too small to act like he was coquettish.
Zhang Liang even laughed: "The lady is angry, I believe Abbot can understand."
The faint voice said: "This is against the heavens, so you cannot marry."
With that said, he suddenly looked at An Rushuang, because the hijab had not been lifted, and An Rushuang felt the gaze instantly.
"Girl Ann, long absence."
An Rushuang opened her mouth, but never spoke.
This voice was extremely strange to her, but strangely, she felt a little inexplicable in the strangeness.
A name was shuttled in her head. She was so clear-cut that she opened her mouth and said, "No dust!"
She shouted the name, but she stunned slightly--she didn't know the person at all.
The monk in cloak gave a slight smile: "It is the poor monk."
Dustlessly dressed in a red crest, it touches the red Zhang Fu perfectly. There are no waves in his slender eyes, which is not good-looking, but reveals
A sense of indifference, as if nothing in this world had nothing to do with him.
Everyone looked at him stunned. After all, the monks were respected here, and no one dared to collide.
And Zhang Liang's complexion became harder and harder. A face of Ru Yajun Xiu gradually got a little bit hesitant. He looked at the dust in front of him and whispered: "There are no demons and no magic here. We
You can get married, you can't control it! "
He didn't want to say anything about An Rushuang. This was his last card. If this girl was willing to marry him with peace of mind, he would only want to live with her peacefully.
Dustlessly looked at him and sighed slowly: "Donor, obsession is both a demon and a demon."
He stood there, like a tree, steady and secure.
But Zhang Liang began to tremble all over, he exclaimed: "She's mine, don't try to take her away!"
He remembered what Grandma said, her warnings were circling in her ears, but what could he do, maybe this woman was the demon, he was blinded by her, and he could only see this with his eyes full of heart.
personal.
Wu Chen slowly said: "This must not be a poor monk, and it depends on the mind of Girl An."
"I don't want to stay!"
An Rushuang shook off his hand suddenly, Zhang Liang was caught off guard by her, and when An Rushuang's body was crooked, she fell aside. After drinking Ma Bo San, she was not able
Take control of your body.
Someone suddenly caught her, and her cold hand held her arm. An Rushuang shuddered, but didn't care, and then asked Wu Chen: "How do I go back?
"
This was the most remembered thing in her mind, and she could not abandon her family and stay in such a place.
Wu Chen looked up at the man who caught An Rushuang. He was wearing a bronze mask and had a vicious face, only a pair of eyes, dull and unable to see his emotions.
"You have two grudges and you can leave at any time."
Dusty slowly said.
The masked man was the woman looking down into his arms, and he was very familiar with her.
But he hadn't seen it for many days. He looked for her everywhere, but she put on her wedding dress and stood next to another man.
He grabbed the red hijab of the paddling water and lifted it away.
Below the hijab is a petite woman in a wedding dress, and the one he is most familiar with.
She had a beautiful face, and looked at the man with a slight surprise in her bright eyes.
Is there any grudge?