Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1539 Separation again
The man in black moved quickly, as if afraid of the snake crawling out, he pushed Ting Lu inside and quickly closed the iron gate.

"Don't!" By the time I rushed up, the iron gate was already locked and could no longer be opened.

I patted on the iron door and kept calling Ting Lu's name. King Fan stepped forward and pulled me away. I was still calling him, feeling like I was going crazy, and my brain was so dizzy that I couldn't hear what others were saying.So, I kept crying until I was exhausted from crying, and King Fan took me to the altar table and stamped the scroll with a bright red seal.

The priestess rolled up the scroll and locked it into the box.I can't remember the next ceremony clearly, I was in a daze, I just remembered that there was a document that required my signature and fingerprint, but I didn't sign it, and the king impatiently asked the sacrificial lady if it was okay if she didn't sign it, and the priest shook her head , saying that this is the rule passed down from the ancestors.In the end, King Fan forcibly took my hand and pressed my fingerprints.

When it was his turn to sign, King Fan lost his patience and growled at me: "I've already met him, what do you want? Do you want me to execute him now so that you can stop your thoughts?"

At this moment, someone came over and held my hand, with a calm and calm voice, "Halahan, how can you force someone to get married like this, at least you should be a little more tolerant."

When Galdan said it, the king of Fan impatiently stood aside and got angry.

Galdan's palm is very hot, bringing a little warmth to me who was chilled all over. I slowly raised my tears and looked at him. I saw some comfort in Galdan's eyes, and he nodded at me. Nodding her head, she persuaded in a soft voice: "Tomorrow is going to be a big wedding, and there are still many things to do. It is only reasonable to end things here early and go back to rest."

He is reminding me not to waste time here, that will only make Ting Lu's situation more dangerous, and the rescue work will become more difficult.

He put the pen into my hand, held my hand, and signed the word Mulan on the document.

King Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand. All the priestesses moved and began to pack up the items on the sacrifice table. The guests behind him congratulated King Fan one after another. Seeing the giant python, this is our ancestors protecting us.

In the end, we each boarded the carriage and returned to Dragon City along the way we came from.

(End of this chapter)