Chapter 471: If she is a married woman, would you still marry?

He tightly held the crushing money, like a swordsman holding his sword.
Shen Yichao walked to one end of the veranda, took out the scroll from the sleeve, and threw it beside Ning Wanzhou at will. The voice that went away was so cold: "The route map of the Jin family's welcoming team is convenient for ambushing soldiers and horses. , I marked it with Zhu Mo."
Ning Wanzhou picked up the scroll.
The fire in the cage was slightly drunk, and the scroll was painted with a detailed map of the city of Shengjing. The return route of the Jin family's welcoming family was clearly drawn with a brush and several red dots were carefully circled.
"Brother, I have nothing to give you," Jiang Suihan patted Ning Wanzhou on the shoulder. "There is a saying in my hometown, "There must be at least two impulses in a person's life, one for a walk-and-go trip. For the love of desperate love'. Little friend Ning Wanzhou, do whatever he wants, even if he smashes a huge basket, and your cousin will support you."
Ning Wanzhou squeezed the scroll tightly and beat the money.
The fox's eyes were red and moist, but he looked away arrogantly, "Don't think I will be grateful to you."
Xiao Yi raised his thin lips and poured a glass of wine in his hand.
The night is heavy.
The few people in Chaowen Courtyard stayed up all night.
When the stars were scattered, Nanfu was already lively, ready to dress up the newlyweds.
Nan Baoyi passed through the black garden that was still lit, and ran straight to Chaowenyuan.
As soon as he ran into the garden, he saw Jiang Suihan sleeping under the porch of Huaying with a book on his face, Xiao Yi and Shen Yichao sitting leisurely, playing chess and eating tea.
These buddies are really idle.
"Second brother!" She said crisply, "Where is the little grandpa?"
Xiao Yi raised his eyelids to look at her.
The girl was holding a soft baggage, faintly revealing the delicate clothes, her expression was so urgent, she came to add outfits to Ning Wanzhou.
He curled his lips: "In the wing."
Nan Baoyi hurried to the wing.
Ning Wanzhou's coarse coat is short and brown, and his sleeves are tied with a string, and he is saber to his waist.
"Little father-in-law," Nan Baoyi put the burden on the table, "My fourth brother's clothes and boots when he was a boy, I didn't wear it once. I wondered, you look good on it."
The burden is scattered.
Looking at Ning Wanzhou, the fire-red brocade robe was neatly folded, the cuffs and neckline were embroidered with golden fire lotus, and the golden fire lotus crown was matched, which was extremely complex and exquisite.
Nan Baoyi noticed his expression and nervously pulled the skirt of the skirt.
She ran out secretly without telling her little cousin.
The little father-in-law has a fierce personality, and he probably won't give up this feeling easily. In addition, the person behind him is Xiao Yi, so she guessed that this guy might have to relatives.
If you your relatives, you must have a good outfit.
Ning Wanzhou was silent for a long time, and said slowly, "Thank you."
He said that he meant to grab the relatives.
The stone hanging in Nan Baoyi's heart fell to the ground, and said with a sweet smile: "I'm waiting for the good news from Little Grandpa..."
She stepped back out of the house, unexpectedly tripped by the threshold, and leaned backwards, exclaiming—
He was embraced by Xiao Yi.
The man looked down at her: "Someone from Songheyuan, calling you to accompany Nan Baozhu."
"Oh……"
It was already bright, Nan Baoyi responded and turned and ran over there.
Before running a few steps, Xiao Yi suddenly grabbed his waist.
The morning breeze is light.
The girl's waist was soft, hugging her arms, more feminine and tender than the sprouts of cardamom.
Xiao Yi leaned over and dropped a kiss on her cheek.
Her face was pink and soft, and she had a light sweet fragrance, which made Xiao Yi addicted.
He licked the corner of her lips again, then let go of his hand contentedly, and smiled: "Go with your sister."
Nan Baoyi wiped the corners of his lips that he had licked, and couldn't help feeling blushing. Is this a dog?
On such an important day as today, he still wanted to take advantage of her, which was not as serious as Dali Siqing had when he settled the case.
She looked for her little cousin in embarrassment.
It is early morning.
The boudoir was crowded with girls of similar age, and Jin Yao was also there, surrounded by Nan Baozhu, who was wearing a red wedding gown, and was talking lively.
Seeing the auspicious time came, Jiang took the red hijab and cherishly covered Nan Baozhu.
When the hijab fell, Nan Baozhu subconsciously scanned the crowded crowd, but never saw the jealous young man.
The hands trapped in the wide red silk sleeves couldn't help tightening.
The moment the hijab fell, the girl Zhu's lips pressed down without a smile.
The welcoming procession walked through the streets and alleys of Shengjingcheng with gongs and drums, all the way to the Jin family.
Nan Baoyi mingled with the people who sent the relatives away, waiting for Ning Wanzhou to take someone to grab the relatives, but until the sedan chair walked to the gate of the Jin Palace, Ning Wanzhou was not seen.
The sedan chair stopped steadily outside the gate of Jinfu.
With the sound of firecrackers, the audience burst into cheers. Jin Min smiled and stepped off the steed and kicked the car door under the host of ceremonies.
"Come out quickly..."
Nan Baoyi whispered and couldn't help but look around.
Jin Yao was curious: "Sister Baoyi is absent-minded all the way, are you looking for someone?"
"Well," Nan Baoyi recovered, "No, I didn't find anyone."
"Then you must be worried that my brother will treat your cousin badly." Jin Yao took her hand affectionately, "You can take ten thousand hearts, my brother is very gentle, he will treat his sister-in-law well!"
As the two talked, Jin Min helped Nan Baozhu step out of the sedan chair.
Across the long street, above the pavilion.
The little boy in a fire-red brocade robe, with a golden crown and hair, is full of extravagance.
He stared coldly at the excitement in front of the gate of Jinfu.
Mobilizing Tianshu's crushing money repeatedly rubbed his palm, even if he knew that Nan Baozhu could be snatched from here with a single order, he did not move for a long time.
Han Yanliang leaned lazily against the window, holding a thin cigarette stick with her slender jade fingers, and curled her lips in the smoke: "Little father-in-law, if you don't rob relatives, other girls will enter the house."
"Snatching relatives is easy, but what about after the grabbing?" Ning Wanzhou squeezed the money, her beautiful eyebrows lightly frowned, "Sixteen cents before we can get a wife. I am fourteen years old, and I will marry her. I don’t have the qualifications to take her away. Of course I can get what I want, but the Jin family will be angry, anger her family, and cause trouble to my cousin."
Tobacco burns quietly, and a few strands of lingering smoke emerge.
Han Yanliang raised his eyebrows.
The little boy who is self-willed and spoiled can even think about this...
Did the roughness sharpen his mind?
"She was actually right. Compared to me when I was young, Jin Min is her good match."
The newlyweds stepped out of the sedan chair holding the red silk.
The bright color of the red silk makes her fingertips white and delicate, and she is the pampered lady in the splendid pile.
But for Ning Wanzhou, the red was too dazzling.
He retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and smiled, "But this doesn't mean I abandon her. I just put her in Jin's house temporarily. Whenever she is not going well, I will take her away."
Han Yanliang whispered, "If she is already a married woman, would you still marry?"
"Marriage. Eight lifts the sedan chair, and Ming Media is getting married.
"I accompany the girl who grew up. If other men treat her badly, I will treat her personally."
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