In the deserted temple, Jiang Cheng lit up a fire. It was not far from the Dushui River and the air was very cold. Jiang Cheng threw a few dead branches into the fire from time to time, and the flames made his face turn red.
The white horse was not tied outside the temple, but was pulled in together.
Grabbing a handful of fodder and stuffing it into the horse's mouth, Jiang Cheng patted the horse's head and said seriously: "It's up to you tonight. If you behave better, I'll ask the village chief to marry you a wife later, okay?" "
"Hiss—" Baima seemed to understand and blinked at Jiang Cheng excitedly.
"That's right." Jiang Cheng glanced at the shadow on the ground as if pointing something, and said in a strange tone: "Brother Baima, you are more reliable, better than someone else, and you kill your sweetheart first at every turn. Isn't that just a pervert?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a line of words appeared on the ground, twisted and twisted, as if carved with a knife, "I am not a human, but you are a real dog."
"Ah, yes, yes!" Jiang Cheng shouted in response.
It was late at night, and as a sudden burst of suona sounded, Jiang Cheng knew clearly that the third watch had arrived. This was the village chief sending him a signal, reminding him that the ceremony was about to begin.
After taking out the groom's clothes and putting them on, Jiang Cheng straightened his clothes, led the white horse and left the deserted temple.
The ticking of horse hooves.
Going all the way west, we soon came to the Dushui River. Against the backdrop of the night, the dark river water gushed out white waves from time to time. The dull sound of the water flow made people feel more and more heavy.
What's more, the river is deserted.
Facing the river alone, at such a time, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that he was not here to get married, but rather to be buried.
Abandoning all the messy thoughts, Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, gradually calmed down, and put himself into the role of Lu Jianli.
He entered the scene very quickly, only for about 1 minute. When he opened his eyes again, the personality called Jiang Cheng was suppressed and replaced by Lu Jianli, the most beautiful girl in high school who came back to fulfill his promise to Miss Wu.
After completing the identity change, strange phenomena also appeared on the river.
The water flow accelerated, and before long, a huge whirlpool appeared on the river.
A red figure walked out of the whirlpool, stepped on the water, and walked towards Jiang Cheng one step at a time.
Who else could it be but the Ghost Bride?
But Jiang Cheng keenly felt that the ghost bride was different from before. The coldness on her body was gone, replaced by a warmth and shyness like a bird.
The ghost bride moved her lotus steps lightly and slowly stopped in front of him.
Unlike last night, tonight she was obviously dressed up carefully.
That's right, it's a good day to get married after all.
A pair of slender hands are folded in front of her body, and she wears a phoenix crown on her head. She is graceful, luxurious, and radiant. The milky white pearls and the cold moonlight complement each other.
The wedding dress embroidered with red satin is woven with golden silk threads. You can vaguely see the dark patterns floating on the wedding dress, rippling like water waves.
The relatively wide sleeves of the robe contrast sharply with the slim waist, and paired with a bright red wedding dress, it gives people a strong visual impact.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but start to wonder what kind of breathtakingly beautiful face lay beneath the hijab.
"Hiss—" The white horse behind him seemed to be unable to bear it, and gently nudged Jiang Cheng with his head. The latter woke up as if from a dream.
Being looked at by Jiang Cheng like this, the Ghost Bride seemed embarrassed. She lowered her head and lifted up a corner of her hijab as the breeze blew, revealing a faint blush on her exposed cheeks.
Jiang Cheng held his mood slightly, and vividly presented the joy he felt after receiving the imperial examination, and the gentle tenderness when he met his sweetheart again. After a moment, he couldn't help but sigh softly, "The lanterns are like day, and there is only endless love, so short." It will last for several months, or as long as one year of cold. When I am named on the gold medal, I will come home at night with my horse dressed in bright clothes and angry, but I will not dare to betray the king's kindness."
Hearing this, the ghost bride's shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly. This was the promise Lu Jianli had made to himself. Now, it finally came true. He didn't lie to himself.
A line of clear tears rolled down her cheeks. The sudden appearance of this incomparable top weird little woman caught Jiang Cheng off guard, and at the same time, she felt a little regretful.
After all, he is not Lu Jianli. When he wakes up from his sleep tomorrow, he wonders how this young lady of the Wu family will feel in her heart.
Or maybe... as the village chief said, as long as the resentment in her heart is resolved, everything from now on will have nothing to do with them.
With a sigh in his heart, Jiang Cheng stepped forward and reached out to gently wipe away the tears on the ghost bride's cheeks. But just such an action seemed to touch the deepest switch in the ghost bride's heart. She leaned forward and leaned directly against her. In Jiang Cheng's arms.
Feeling the soft and delicate body on his chest, Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded and didn't dare to move. But then, he put aside his grudge and slowly hugged the ghost bride, resting his chin lightly on the ghost bride's forehead. "I'm sorry, I came back late."
After the ghost bride's emotions were almost vented, Jiang Cheng held her waist, carried her onto the horse, and then got on the horse.
A white horse cuts through the darkness of the night, as fast as lightning, with the sound of horse hooves ticking, carrying a newlywed couple through the woods and over the hills.
The ghost bride's back was pressed tightly against Jiang Cheng's chest, as if nothing could separate the two of them. The large and gorgeous wedding dress danced wildly in the wind, and the white horse also roared happily. At this moment, Jiang Cheng was already with Lu Gradually the two become one.
He is a prostitute approved by the imperial court. He returns home in fine clothes and has a bright future.
Tonight is another day of great joy for him, and the wife he embraces is one of the most beautiful women in a hundred, and she is sincere to him.
When the names were placed on the gold medal list, it was a night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.
Today, he, Lu Jianli, is a sure winner in life!
Standing on the hill, he looked at the river and the distance. When the night wind blew quickly, he took the bride in front of him into his arms.
At this moment, the Dahe Empress, who was ruthless in her killing methods, was not only ruthless, but as soft as a spring river. She couldn't help but make him lose his mind.
"It's time for us to go." Jiang Cheng lowered his head and whispered into the bride's ear, "The auspicious time is coming. The village chief is waiting at the entrance of the village with the whole village, old and young, to congratulate us."
"After all..." Jiang Cheng puffed up his chest proudly, squinted his eyes and said with a bad smile: "Your husband, I am also the court's most beautiful young lady. I am young and promising, and most importantly, I have outstanding appearance. You know the number one... ahem, Mao Sai Pan An.”
Originally, he just wanted to make a harmless joke to coax the bride to go back quickly so as not to miss the right time, but after hearing this, the ghost bride actually thought about it seriously and then nodded.
Turning the horse's head, we headed towards the village. Tonight, the village no longer looked lifeless. There were lights and colorful lights everywhere, making it very lively.
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