Poor little she became the apex of a domineering husband

Chapter 22
Xiao Lian'er covered her swollen face with one hand, and suddenly couldn't hold back her tears.

Full of grievances. "I, Lian'er, only think about Miss, but I didn't expect Miss to beat Lian'er. Lian'er hates you."

"little pity"

"I'm sorry, little pity"

She didn't do it on purpose, she didn't hit this maid on purpose, but she couldn't help it, she was helpless.

Little Lian'er cried and roared. "I don't want to see such a lady again! I've had enough serving such a lady!"

She watched the servant girl who had been with her half her life run out of Shen's mansion crying.

In the backyard, she was alone.

She also cried, crying very badly. The person she likes is about to get married, and she felt uncomfortable at first. Now, Xiao Lian'er is also angry with her. No one blames her, she blames herself, she is angry with herself Such a good maid.

Day two.

The happy event has arrived.

Red lanterns were hung on the gate of Shen's residence, happy couplets were pasted on the gate, and firecrackers sounded in front of the gate.

Two brides with red hijabs on their heads stepped out of the threshold of Shen's residence at the same time.

There were two grooms who came to meet him.

One is Mo Yun, the son of the Mo family, and the other is Mo Lingyun, the son of the Mo family.

One is married to the eldest daughter of the Shen family, Shen Zhongjiao.

One married the second young lady of the Shen family, Shen Yaoxue.

She looked at her sister beside her, and the person holding her hand must be the young master of the Mo family. Although her sight was covered by the red cloth, she knew that her sister was taken away by Mo Yun.

At this moment, she was relieved, she had already thought about it, and sincerely wished Mo Yun happiness.

It's a pity, but what can I do?

You can't change anything, you can only accept the result.

Then, he stretched out a hand to her, and he knew whose it was without looking.

She didn't like Mo Lingyun, so she didn't want to be held by him. When Mo Lingyun was about to touch her hand, she immediately withdrew it, and Mo Lingyun missed it.

Mo Lingyun pursed his lips, feeling a little angry in his heart.

I want to marry a bride who won't even let me touch her. It would be unbearable for any man, let alone him. His status is extremely high in the world.

He looked at the bride with a red hijab in front of him, and whispered, "I like you no matter what, even if...you don't like me,"

When Shen Yaoxue heard this, she always felt that she was going too far.

It turned out that he had already seen that there was no place for him in Shen Yaoxue's heart.

But there is no way, love can't be forced, she also likes Ai Moyun very much, but in the end she married her sister.

The man in front of him had a wry smile on his face, his eyes were wet and he said: "It's okay, I don't care, as long as I worship, I can tolerate everything about you, Yaoxue, come on, walk slowly, follow my footsteps and you won't fall down .”

Shen Yaoxue would not let him hold the sedan chair, so he had no choice but to use this method. It was inconvenient to walk while wearing a red hijab. In order to prevent Shen Yaoxue from being knocked down by stones, he followed his feet. Where is he going? Go, she will go wherever.

Listening to this man's tone, it seems that he loves her so humblely. Mo Lingyun is so humble that he can tolerate everything from her. Even if he doesn't touch her, it is the greatest respect for her.

She followed Mo Lingyun's footsteps and stopped at the sedan chair.

She lifted her hijab, and the scars on her face were covered by thick rouge powder. The makeup of this bride is rouge powder, a handsome lady, with a smear of red on her mouth, that cherry mouth is red, so beautiful, Mo Lingyun Confused, Mo Lingyun just stared at her intently.

And Shen Yaoxue was the same as his gaze, staring intently at Mo Yun who was standing beside the other sedan chair.

Seeing the man she loved helped her sister into the bridal sedan chair, at this moment, she couldn't bear it anymore, and tears fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing her crying for another man, Mo Lingyun felt uncomfortable, and his heart couldn't bear it either.

Mo Lingyun directly picked her up, and even if she struggled, she couldn't escape from this man's grasp. The more she wanted to escape from his arms, the tighter he hugged her.

His temper has always been bad, no matter how tolerant she is, he can't allow his woman to be obsessed with other men.

With great strength, he just carried Shen Yaoxue into the sedan chair.

The sedan chair starts and the firecrackers sound.

There are two sedan chairs, one facing east and one facing west.

Her heart was so uncomfortable, it was hard to breathe, and her heart ached so badly, the two destined to say goodbye.

The sedan chair rises and falls, and walks in random order.

When they arrived at the Mo Mansion, the sedan chair had already left.

Shen Yaoxue sat in the sedan chair, put on her red hijab and went out.

Mo Lingyun has the demeanor of a nobleman, is polite, clings to his body, stretches his hands, takes care of Shen Yaoxue without touching her, and prevents her from falling off the sedan chair when she is covered with a red hijab and cannot see her feet clearly. .

I was afraid that she would hurt from falling, so I took care of her so carefully.

Shen Yaoxue's feet landed on the ground, she was dressed in a red wedding dress, and she was a slim lady.

Neighbors came to watch, and ordinary people came all the way to see what she, the second young lady of the Shen family, looked like.

She followed Mo Lingyun into the Mo Mansion, and when she was about to step into the threshold of the gate, Mo Lingyun still reminded her.

"Be careful, there is a threshold."

She nodded her head and stepped into the Mo residence.

In the hall, the room was covered with red cloth, grains and two red candles were placed on the table.

This arrangement is a serious and happy event in the world.

Three books and six rituals, eight sedan chairs are carried, all of which are not many.

Mo Lingyun's love for her is obvious to all.

Although, her dowry was taken away by her sister, and the dowry was only a few quilts, but Mo Lingyun didn't care what she married as dowry, only her was enough.

"A bow to the high hall."

He has no parents, and he was born to belong to this world.

"Second worship to heaven and earth."

Using heaven and earth as a matchmaker, it was proved that his husband and wife were married.

"Happy husband and wife."

When it came to this most important link, Shen Yaoxue began to hesitate.

This last obeisance, from now on she has nothing to do with Mo Yun, and her marriage with Mo Yun is over. In this life, her fate with that man is over.

As long as I bow to Mo Lingyun, it will be impossible to be with Moyun again.

At this moment, she could not help but sneer in her heart.

His eyes were already wet red.

Ah.
The legend of the Duyuan Bridge is nothing more than that, and the red thread drawn by Yuelao in the sky is not so strong, is that the case?

Is this the result?
Has the marriage with Mo Yun broken up?
If this is the result, why does Grandpa Yue pull the red line? Is it a joke?

She sniffed, sucked back the snot, and suppressed the tears that wanted to cry.

Although she was wearing a red hijab, Mo Lingyun could tell that Shen Yaoxue was crying, and he lowered his eyes, feeling very uncomfortable.

Marry me. Is it so reluctant?
He didn't say this sentence, because he was afraid that he would be hated by this woman.

Don't Have
It's no big deal, Mo Yun married her sister, and I married Mo Lingyun, I didn't do anything wrong to anyone.

She comforted herself in her heart.

(End of this chapter)