Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 9 The Bride's Call

The bride is back?

At this moment, Luo Qingfeng couldn't help but recall the dream he had while taking a bath that night.

Has the "dream come true" again?

"Young master! Are you awake?"

Zi'er knocked on the door from the outside.

Luo Qingfeng snapped out of his daze, immediately placed the two manuals under his pillow, and got up to get dressed.

Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly stopped.

Then, he went to the bedside, took out the two secret manuals from under the pillow, and stuffed them into the corner under the bed.

Only then did he open the door.

Zi'er said excitedly, "Young master, the bride has returned and is talking with the master and mistress in the hall!"

Luo Qingfeng asked, "You saw her?"

Zi'er nodded and said, "But I didn't get a clear look at her face. Young master, please go quickly."

Didn't you see what it looked like?

Luo Qingfeng was secretly puzzled.

The two quickly arrived at the front hall.

In the hall, Uncle Song Yuanshan was talking to two men dressed as constables.

Aunt Yang Lan, standing to the side, frowned as she looked the girl up and down.

The girl was wearing a tattered red dress, her hair, forehead, and face were covered in mud, and she was filthy all over. Her shoes also had two big holes in them, and she looked very disheveled. It was impossible to recognize her at all.

While Luo Qingfeng was in a daze, Zi'er whispered beside him, "Young master, that's your bride. I heard she just escaped from the mountains."

At that moment, the people in the hall also saw him.

The moment the dirty-looking girl saw him, tears welled up in her eyes, and she immediately threw herself into his arms, crying, "Brother Feng..."

Luo Qingfeng stood there, stunned.

At this moment, the two constables also came over.

Luo Qingfeng took a look and realized that he recognized them all.

The two men, Zhang Zhu and Dou Peng, were both from the town. They were the ones who stopped the bride on her way back from picking her up from the wedding that day.

"Young Master Luo, we meet again."

Knowing that he was a scholar and that he had suffered such a misfortune, the two men were quite polite to him.

Zhang Zhu explained, "Not all the people in Linshan Village were killed. Five of them escaped into the mountains behind the village that night, and after traversing mountains and valleys, they finally arrived in this town today... When this girl saw us, she said she was your bride, so we immediately brought her here for you..."

At this moment, Dou Peng interjected, "The people from Wangxing City have all been checked one by one, and there's nothing wrong with them."

Luo Qingfeng glanced at him and immediately understood what he meant.

They thought the entire village had been slaughtered by the demon, but then a few more villagers suddenly appeared. The demon hunters will definitely investigate them carefully.

After all, a demon did appear that night, and two exorcists died tragically.

So, this girl really is his bride.

"Brother Feng, Mother is dead, waaaaah..."

The girl in his arms was crying her eyes out, her tears mixed with mud, all of which were smeared on Luo Qingfeng's clean clothes.

"Young Master Luo, we've already explained the details to Master Song. If you'd like to know more, you can ask him. We have other matters to attend to, so we'll be leaving now."

The two bowed and took their leave.

Song Yuanshan quickly thanked him again and personally escorted him to the gate.

Luo Qingfeng stood there, somewhat at a loss.

It seems that some memories have indeed been lost.

Even now that he has seen his bride, he still cannot recall any memories of her.

Song Yuanshan returned from outside the gate, sighed, and said, "Qingfeng, have Zi'er take Zhao'er to wash up and change her clothes. Zhao'er has probably been hungry for several days. Have the kitchen prepare some good food and send it over later."

He paused, then continued, "Zhao'er is now homeless, so this will be her home from now on. Qingfeng, we promised your grandmother that we would let you and Zhao'er get married as soon as possible. Let Zhao'er rest for a day today, and you will hold your wedding ceremony tomorrow."

Yang Lan, standing to the side, snorted coldly and muttered, "Another freeloader. What do they take the Song family for? A place to shelter beggars?"

"Shut up!"

Song Yuanshan glared at her, a hint of anger on his face.

Yang Lan turned her face away and stopped talking.

"Qingfeng, you guys go back first."

Song Yuanshan said gently.

Luo Qingfeng cupped his hands and bowed his head, saying, "Thank you, Uncle and Aunt."

He didn't say anything more, and left with the girl in his arms.

It seems I should find a way to leave this place.

Since they don't like it, there's no need for us to stay here any longer.

Song Chuan and Song Wan'er quickly received the news and rushed back.

"Really? Wasn't the bride dead? How come she's back? Is she a ghost?"

Song Chuan was very surprised.

Song Yuanshan's face immediately darkened, and he angrily said, "Stop talking nonsense! He was personally brought back by the government's constables. He escaped into the deep mountains and only narrowly escaped with his life. If you dare to talk nonsense again, you'll regret it!"

Seeing his anger, Song Chuan dared not utter another word.

Song Yuanshan sighed again and said, "That girl's whole family is dead, and she's all alone now. It's quite pitiful. Tomorrow, Qingfeng will have his wedding ceremony with her again, so we won't invite any guests. After all, last time... sigh..."

Song Wan'er turned and left, saying, "I'm going to check on the bride."

the other side.

Luo Qingfeng returned to the bridal chamber with his bride.

Zi'er went to the kitchen to boil water.

Looking at the newly furnished bridal chamber, Su Zhao'er burst into tears again: "Brother Feng, I'm sorry... If it weren't for the incident in the village, Zhao'er wouldn't have delayed our wedding ceremony. Brother Feng must have thought Zhao'er was killed by a monster, so you were preparing to commit suicide for her, right?"

Luo Qingfeng: "???"

The girl walked to the bedside, picked up the snow-white chastity cloth from the foot of the bed, and cried uncontrollably, "Is this the white silk that Brother Feng prepared to hang himself for Zhao'er? Waaah, Zhao'er is so moved..."

Luo Qingfeng's lips twitched.

That cloth was clearly meant for you to bleed!

"We can't let it get dirty..."

Su Zhao'er wanted to touch the new bed, but then withdrew her hand and quickly left the room. At the door, she said, "Brother Feng, wait until I'm clean before you come in, so as not to get our new room dirty."

Then, wiping away her tears, she happily said, "Brother Feng, tonight Zhao'er will consummate our marriage with you, okay?"

Luo Qingfeng quickly replied, "Let's talk about it after the wedding ceremony tomorrow."

Su Zhao'er sobbed, "Can I sleep in Brother Feng's arms tonight?"

Luo Qingfeng still refused.

He's going to try out that book, "Star and Moon Transformation," tonight.

Sleeping is nothing compared to cultivation.

Su Zhao'er pouted and then said listlessly, "Okay, Zhao'er isn't in a hurry. Anyway, Brother Feng and I will be getting married tomorrow, and then Zhao'er can sleep with Brother Feng every night, hehe."

Girl, what are you laughing about? Didn't your mother just die?

Luo Qingfeng was surprised.

Su Zhao'er lowered her head and sighed again, "It's a pity that Mother can't see it."

Luo Qingfeng could only offer words of comfort: "Please accept my condolences."

Su Zhao'er raised her head and smiled brightly: "Mother will be very happy and gratified to see that Zhao'er has Brother A-Feng taking care of her."

Luo Qingfeng did not speak again.

A few more moments passed.

Zi'er called from outside, "Miss Zhao'er, it's time to take a bath."

Su Zhao'er's face was covered in mud from crying, making her already obscured features even more difficult to see.

"I wonder what she looks like?"

Luo Qingfeng thought to himself.

Judging from her small face and figure, and her voice, she seems quite good.

How bad can a budding young girl be, no matter how bad she is?

"Miss Zhao'er, please wash in this room so as not to get the bridal chamber wet."

Zi'er spoke up.

"Um."

Su Zhao'er immediately went over happily.

She had only taken a few steps when she suddenly turned around, revealing her pearly white teeth, and said sweetly, "Brother Feng, would you like me to wash?"

Luo Qingfeng was taken aback. Before he could answer, the girl giggled and said, "No way! Zhao'er is all dirty right now. Let Brother Afeng see her after she's washed clean."

Having said that, she danced in her red dress and flew into another room like a butterfly.

Luo Qingfeng stood in the room, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This marriage was still too hasty for him.

After all, they had just transmigrated here.

And even now, he has not regained any memory of the girl.

But he knew that since things had come to this, he had no choice but to accept it.

Now this girl is all alone and homeless. If he abandons her again, where can she go?

Let's get married then, anyway, he won't lose anything.

Consider it like getting a wife for free.

(End of this chapter)