The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 72 The Escaped Bride (4)
The strong wind by the river blows her bun and hairpin into a mess, and the scenes in her mind are all about the unbearable situation. Mrs. Ye smiled vaguely, the old lady suddenly picked up the girl, and the young master picked up vegetables , Mei Xiaoting said: "If the mother bullies Xiuhe again, the son should go to the temple and become a monk!"...

No matter how hard he tried, his mother would not let him go, so she would not owe him any more in the future.

But Mrs. Ye can't lie like this, she can belittle, she can be contemptuous, it doesn't matter.Xiuhe can also reluctantly let go of her childhood sweetheart when she was a teenager.But Mrs. Ye shouldn't have tricked her to the young master in order to arrange her son's marriage.

"Ah..." A mottled old bridge that has been abandoned for hundreds of years is full of gravel and potholes.Xiuhe sprained her foot, fell by the river, and her hand was cut with bleeding marks.

A figure came striding forward in the darkness. The figure was tall and tall, wearing Zang Qing long clothes, the hem of which was blown back by the night wind.Under the dark night, his handsome face was like a jade cut by a knife, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, only his eyes were like torches.

Geng Wu...he woke up? !
Xiuhe paused, the guilt of the whole day suddenly disintegrated, and tears fell down.She didn't know why she couldn't help crying when she saw him standing there properly.

Standing by the river in a daze, but thinking of what he shouldn't have done before, he gritted his teeth and hid the wound in his sleeve, lowered his head, pretending not to see.

The woman's delicate body suddenly rubbed against her shoulders, and a smell of flowers and plants mixed with damp entered her nostrils. Geng Wu looked at Xiuhe's messy temples from the corner of his eyes: "Where is a person going?"

His voice was deep and astringent, his nose was straight on his stern face, his thin lips were indifferent, and his whole body was enveloped like a high wall.

A hundred meters away at the head of the Jinzhi Bridge, suddenly the lanterns and torches were brightly lit, and Xiuhe ran in a panic, wiping her red dress, "I owe you not enough, and you are in charge of what I do, anyway, I won't go back."

Silly woman, you still owe me nothing.

Geng Wu didn't allow her to run anymore, and suddenly turned Xiuhe's arm around: "Who cares about you? I almost passed from death because of you, and I came here to care for you for the rest of my life!"

Waking up after a long illness, her breathing was still uneven, she bent down suddenly and carried Xiu He onto Qing Kuan's shoulders.Xiuhe kicked and beat him, but he refused to let him go.Who told him that as soon as he got out of the wolves, she would snatch his soul away. Once his soul was lost, his heart couldn't control himself.He was obviously pushed away by her relentlessly several times, but he still couldn't let go next time.It's better to be tied by his side, whether it is good or bad is his destiny.

There was nothing under her feet, and Xiu He cried: "Geng Wu, let go, I treat you like this, what do you need to do to implicate you—"

Night Breeze covered the bride's red dress in a bun, making it look like she was wearing a red hijab.The white slanted skirt inside was puffed up, and she saw a section of her pale and delicate skin.The waist is really thin, and the crotch is like a plate.

"Don't move, if you move here again, you will be dealt with!" Geng Wu's breath tightened, and Yun handed up Xiuhe's clothes, and strode towards the ruined bridge.

(End of this chapter)