Separated by a door, the beauty inside does not know life and death, while the lover outside the door is heartbroken.
Seeing that the principal's maid had agreed to let him go, his heart started to beat hard all night long:
"I'm going to see the young lady soon, I wonder how she is now?
It must not have been Xu Shi yet, so she hasn't done anything stupid yet?
Lin Yuzhui and Chan Yi were talking outside the door just now. Did she hear it?
As smart as she is, can she guess the purpose of the two sisters' coming? "
…
A series of questions came one after another.
In this life, time feels the most unbearable at this moment. Across this distance, time blossoms with every breath, one by one, endless, unable to see clearly and endless.
Everyone else's movements were slow, and Ye Wumian couldn't move faster even if he wanted to.
That door, open it quickly! Let him see the person he longs for quickly!
. . .
Just when he was about to look away, someone came to report that the grandson had arrived.
The blossoming flowers of time were all blown down by the cold wind and fell into pieces. In an instant, the freezing cold, sleepless body suddenly trembled.
At this time, according to common sense, as the groom's official, shouldn't Shisun be at the banquet, exchanging cups with the guests and enjoying the spring breeze?
How could he not follow common sense and be so anxious to come to the bridal chamber around the time of Xu?
Lin Yuzhui's master and servant looked at each other with surprise and uncertainty in their eyes. She pretended to be Shisun's personal maid and his entourage, for fear of being seen through by Shisun who suddenly arrived.
Ye Wumian secretly clenched his fists.
If Zhu Hou enters the bridal chamber at this time, the situation will be very passive. All kinds of miserable situations that he could imagine and dare not imagine were burned into flames, torturing him together.
Living in the dead of winter for the past few months, I felt anxious for the first time in my sleepless nights.
"Water Margin" says, "The red sun is as scorching as fire."
But the burning of the skin is not as uncomfortable as the torment of the heart and lungs!
The three of them were still in panic, and the maid at the door of the bridal chamber was not much better. She withdrew her hands that were going to push the door open.
According to "propriety", the groom should not come at this time, and coming would be overstepping the etiquette.
But who in the palace doesn't know that His Highness is the old prince's heart and soul? Originally, marrying this grandson would be a huge breach of etiquette, but the prince still let him have it. Even if he wanted to be more polite now, it would be nothing. Who would dare to step forward and stop him?
In the panic, the maid in charge did not notice any abnormal expressions on the faces of Ye Wumian and the others.
She straightened her clothes, led the maids, walked to the entrance of the courtyard, and knelt down to welcome Zhu Houmao's arrival.
The three of them, Ye Wumian, also followed the master's maid, kneeling aside.
After a while, a young drunk man in a red robe staggered over.
He staggered as he walked, and if the servants on the side had not been guarding him nervously, he would have been thrown to the ground.
The light was bright, Ye Wumian was kneeling with his head down, and with just the corner of his eye, he could clearly see that this person was none other than the playboy Zhu Houmao.
The smell of alcohol emanating from his body was blown by the wind as he got closer, making Ye Wumian and others unable to open their eyes. During the banquet, the guests were toasting, but he probably didn't refuse even one drink, and drank them all happily, so that he could do this.
It seemed that he wanted to take advantage of the drunkenness to come to the bridal chamber in advance.
Ye Wumian rested his hands on the ground, but wished he could fly up, kill this shabby grandson with a sword, and twist off the dog's head to use as a chamber pot.
Of course, this was just the anger in his chest.
If he did this, not only himself, but also Luo Xiangzhu, Lin Yuzhui, and Chan Yi would not be able to live, and they would all rush to the underworld to be buried with him.
Even Tan Mansion will be implicated.
Moreover, from another perspective, although Zhu Houmao was hateful, his crime would not lead to death.
As Xin Zhixing said two months ago, his admiration for Shaoai and his sincere pursuit of Luo Xiangzhu were all due to the nature of the young man.
After that, he diligently found out Luo Xiangzhu's address, and showed up in time when Jin Yiwei came to the door, and even saved Luo Xiangzhu from jail.
In Jinyiwei's prison, a man would have a narrow escape from death, let alone a woman like Luo Xiangzhu?
If it weren't for Zhu Hou's fault, Luo Xiangzhu would most likely be dead by now. Or even if he is still alive, he may be worse off than dead.
In a sense, Zhu Houmao is actually Luo Xiangzhu's savior.
But the young dragon-slaying boy turned into an evil dragon. He rescued Luo Xiangzhu from one abyss, and then created another abyss to pull him into.
He didn't consider Luo Xiangzhu's thoughts, he just came here based on his own dandy preferences, so he didn't know that the person he loved was actually still in the abyss.
Thinking of this, Ye Wumian temporarily put down his hostility towards this dude.
He thought in his heart: "By kneeling down, I have repaid your life-saving grace to the young lady. From now on, things are clear between us. If you do anything offensive in the future, I will treat you how I should, and how I should treat you." When I kill you, I won’t be afraid because you are the son of a dragon or grandson of a dragon.”
. . .
Zhu Hou rushed to the door and was about to push it in.
The maid in charge quickly stood up and stopped him, and persuaded him with a smile: "Your Highness, Shisun, you can't go in before the auspicious time."
Zhu Hou took a big breath, and the smell of alcohol rushed into the face of the head maid, choking her and making her back away.
"Auspicious time, what auspicious time? This is Prince Ji's Mansion! Of all the kings in the world, we are the only ones of the same lineage as King Ji, named after Ji. Therefore, all the times in Prince Ji's Mansion are auspicious times!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs, very rudely, which was very different from the Zhu Houmao in Ye Wumian's memory.
I don't know if it was because of alcoholism or something that happened in the past two months that made him look like this.
The maid in charge wanted to stop her again, but her expression was confused: "But..."
"But what! Is this your home or mine? I am the future King Ji, and you are just a maid of my family. To put it harshly, you are just a dog raised by my Zhu family. A dog growls at its owner. Oh my god. you?!"
Zhu Hou pushed her away.
After all, this maid was also a strong person in the Shuntong realm. Although she did not deliberately resist, when Zhu Hou pushed her, she was pushed back a few steps and kicked an obstacle with her left foot.
He was already very drunk and his steps were unsteady. When he stumbled over this obstacle, how could he still keep his body steady?
Just hearing a muffled sound of "boom", the dude hit his head on the ground and fell heavily to the ground.
It seemed that the impact was extremely heavy, otherwise the sound would not have been so muffled and loud. Sure enough, Zhu Houmao screamed and said plaintively: "It hurts me to death!"
The maids quickly got up from the ground and helped him carelessly.
When Ye Wumian took a closer look, he saw a big bump on this dude's head.
It seems that he is born with sleepless nights. Every time the two of them meet, Zhu Houmao will fall down in various postures. So far, he has fallen down four times without exception.
The first three times were fine, but this time it was the hardest fall. The bag suddenly bulged, as if a horn had grown out of thin air.
"You cheap maid, how dare you push me!" Zhu Hou got angry and slapped the maid in charge hard.
The maid in charge was slapped in the face in public, her pretty face turned red and pale, but she dared not speak out in anger.
After all, she had just told Chan Yi last time that servants should not complain too much:
"Thanks to the master, the servants have a mouthful of food and can't chew the master's tongue behind his back."
What she said herself still rings in her ears. Now is a good time to teach by words and deeds. How could she overturn what she had said because of a moment of anger?
Chan Yi turned around and snickered. This worldly retribution comes so quickly, anyone will feel happy.
However, Ye Wumian couldn't laugh out loud. Zhu Hou slapped the maid away in front of her, and the rest of the family, no one dared to stop her, they all had no choice but to let the dandy go to the bridal chamber.
"Click, click"
Ye Wumian's clenched fists were clenching, and he was about to soar into the sky as soon as he burst into murderous ferocity.
