In just two days, all the snow on Shenwu Mountain was gone. The mink fur coat had only been worn for two days before it was put back in the cupboard again, waiting for the coming of the next winter.
It was as if God's wind vents had suddenly been shut off. In just a day or two, the weather warmed up.
It should be the last snow this winter.
A few miles away from the villa, Liu Xiaolou was hiding in the dense forest, wearing a hastily tied straw hat and a black scarf, staring at the winding mountain road at his feet.
The big hole in the middle of the mountain road was well covered by himself, so it probably wouldn't be exposed. Liu Xiaolou turned around again and checked the tree crossbow that had been temporarily completed next to him, and there was nothing wrong with it.
When noon passed, there was still no sign of the carriage, which made him feel a little anxious. Today is the wedding day. I sneaked out when I had time, but I couldn't stay here for too long.
Just as he was in a hurry, the sound of horse hooves came, and a carriage turned into Mountain Hollow. Liu Xiaolou felt happy and was about to... He suddenly froze, threw away the straw hat, took off the black scarf, rushed down, and stopped in front of the carriage.
The horse was startled, raised its front hooves, and neighed thinly. The driver suddenly stopped.
A person got off the car, it was Steward Song. He said in surprise, "Xin" glanced at the car and changed his words: "Why is Young Master here?"
Liu Xiaolou laughed and said, "Aren't you here to see Brother Dong off? When I think about seeing you again after we say goodbye, I feel melancholy. Why is Uncle Song here? Did I make a mistake? Isn't this the car that Brother Dong drove?"
Steward Song smiled, "Young Master Dong was injured in Zhuangzi after all. Although it was caused by the competition, the master still felt guilty and asked me to give him a ride. He also made an explanation to the Dong Family."
With that said, he turned back to the carriage and said, "Young Master Dong, Liu Young Master is here to see you off."
An angry Chuyi voice suddenly sounded in the carriage, "Let him go! I don't want to see him! Let's go, cough, go, cough."
Steward Song showed his hands to Liu Xiaolou helplessly. "Young Master, look"
Liu Xiaolou sighed, "Brother Dong can't forgive me and there's nothing he can do. I'll go to Qishan to accuse Uncle Song in the future. It's been a bumpy road. Please Uncle Song take care of me and not make Brother Dong's injury worse."
Dong Wei shouted in the carriage, "Okay, come on! If you dare to come to Qishan, let's see how I deal with you!"
Steward Song put his head into the car to comfort the injured Dong Wei, then looked at Liu Xiaolou who looked disappointed, and nodded. "I will send Young Master Dong back to Qishan first. Qishan is not far from here, and I will be back before dark. Don't worry Young Master."
Liu Xiaolou said no more, took the reins with his own hands, and guided the carriage for another journey. After watching the carriage leave, he hurriedly opened up the big hole behind him, filled it with soil and buried it again. After that, he stepped on it for a long time to restore the mountain road to its original state.
It's just that the new soil after digging the hole and backfilling is a little different after all, but we can only wait for time to kill it.
Then he dismantled the homemade tree crossbow in the dense forest beside the mountain road, and then returned to the villa.
I was in suspense just now and almost exposed. It seems that my cheap father-in-law is quite polite to Dong clan of Qishan. I will have to think carefully and make long-term plans in the future.
As soon as he entered Zhuangzi, he was caught by several servants. A Saya rushed into the inner house to spread the word: "I have found my uncle, I have found my uncle!"
The others gathered around Liu Xiaolou and rushed towards the Gua Lu Hall, talking in confusion:
Please visit the latest address. "Where has my uncle gone? I'm so worried if I don't see you today!"
"The congratulatory guests are all here..."
"There's only half an hour left, go change clothes quickly, hurry up..."
"Why is my uncle so dirty?"
"Let them boil water first and wait for my uncle to take a bath..."
"Please Steward Lin, please bring the list of congratulatory guests and read it to my uncle..."
After entering Zhuangzi, Liu Xiaolou immediately no longer belonged to him. He was dragged by the servants and maids and swarmed into a side courtyard next to the Gua Lu Hall. All his clothes, including his underwear, were stripped off in an instant. After that, he was dizzy and was sent into a large wooden barrel. He was tossed around by several old ladies with hair brushes, and then he was unknowingly put on a blanket. He spun left and right like a top for countless circles, and his body was wrapped in several layers of red Jifu.
Steward Lin, who was in charge of greeting foreign guests, was holding a large hinged book and reciting the names of the guests. At the same time, several hands were arranging Liu Xiaolou's hair.
"Danxia Sect Inner Sect General Affairs Steward Luo Taobao Xin...Mao Gong Altar Old Uncle Mao Taobao En... Xunxi King Lao Taobao... Longhu Duke Cai Taobao Jiucheng...Hongdu Third Master Xin never abandons his second son Xin Feng, Xin Bao...Lion Ridge's eldest son Jiao Hu...These are the various branches of Danxia Dongheng Town Jia Family...Fuzhou Qian Family...Wutong Mountain Lotus Stockade...Huagou Xiong Clan... Moon Picking Sect...Plum Breaking Sect...Tiger Subduing Gate...Bright Feather Monastery Daoist Leiming...This is the Aristocratic Clan high sect that my Su family has made friends with..."
While Liu Xiaolou listened to Steward Lin announce the name of the guest, he tried his best to memorize the facial features of the above-mentioned greeting guest. Although it may not be useful, it is always prepared.
A man walked in through the curtain. He was about forty years old. He was handsome and had a slightly slender face. Su Zhi. Seeing him come in, all the stewards and maids saluted one after another and called him "Second Master". He was Su Zhi's younger brother, Su Xun.
Su Xun glanced at it with a sullen face and urged, "Hurry up!" Then he glared at Liu Xiaolou with a displeased face. "Today's double cultivation gift, where did you go?"
Liu Xiaolou lowered his head and admitted his mistake. "It's not my fault. I went to see my friend off, but I came back late."
Su Xun hummed. "If you make another mistake, watch your skin carefully!"
There is no way, Liu Xiaolou's son-in-law status is here, his status is low, he can still hold up half of the master's airs in front of the servants and maids, but in front of the stewards, he is basically "equal". If it makes trouble in the eyes of the Su family, he is really no different from the servants, not to mention the one who reprimanded him is the master of Second Branch, so he can only admit it obediently. "Yes."
Su Xun warned again, "Hurry up, don't miss the good time!" After that, he threw up his sleeves and left.
So the house became busy and chaotic again, those who were working were working hard, and those who were not working were walking around looking very hard. The servants, maids, and old ladies no longer cared about Liu Xiaolou as a person, but simply regarded him as a puppet, wiping and wiping again and again, making him dizzy and confused.
This double cultivation ceremony was staged for people to see, announcing that Su family's Fifth Lady was married, and families no longer needed to covet her, so although the preparation time was hasty, the ceremony was grand.
Liu Xiaolou was pushed out amidst a burst of gongs and drums, passed through the connecting corridor, and pulled to the back door of the Gua Lu Hall. Hutu was pushed into the lobby amidst loud praise from the emcee.
Firecrackers were crackling outside the hall, and the hall was full of congratulators watching the ceremony. Amidst all the cheers, he finally saw his wife in the agreement for the first time. She was standing opposite him, just a few feet away.
Su Wuniang wore a bright red hijab on his head, and his body was also wrapped in countless layers of bright red wedding clothes. His figure and appearance were completely invisible. Even though it was the first time we met, it was as if we hadn't seen him before.
Under the loud shouts of the emcee, he bowed to Su Wuniang, whom he had never met before.
At this moment, there was a strange and absurd feeling in my heart: Master Dao, am I getting married now?
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