My host is lazy again

Chapter 445 This little fairy is too soft and cute 75
The wedding sedan chair arrived at the gate of Ping Lefang.

The groom dismounts.

The girls waiting at the door early got busy and stopped the door to ask the bridegroom for wedding money.

Several guards following Ye Rongfan carried baskets and cheerfully distributed happy money to them.

"Hey, don't worry, don't worry, there are all of them."

"By the way, girls, Song... no, when can our concubine come out?"

The girls who received the wedding money smiled coquettishly, "Don't worry, the bride will come out soon."

Ye Rongfan, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, stood at the gate, his dark eyes were looking straight inside, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the aura of not getting close to strangers on him was still impossible to ignore.Everyone didn't dare to get too close, just surrounded him with smiles and congratulations.

Many people gathered outside the gate of Lefang.

Everyone was looking forward to seeing the figure of the most talented woman in Beijing when she got married.

After waiting for a while, the bride has not come out yet.

If we continue to wait like this, I am afraid that the auspicious time will be missed.

Ye Rongfan planned to go in and pick him up in person.

Qiu'e, who was waiting at the door, hurriedly stopped him, and after a few comforting words, she looked inside suspiciously, then called a girl, and whispered in her ear: "Go and see if the lady is alright, hurry up." Once reminded, don't miss the auspicious time."

The girl nodded in response, turned around and left.

It's just that when he walked into the corridor, he happened to see Fangzhu and others walking towards this side surrounded by the red figure.She hurried towards the door, and shouted with a smile: "Here, come! The bride is here!"

The people waiting at the door immediately cheered up.

Ye Rongfan raised his eyes and looked over, holding the fingers tightly in his sleeves.

The suona, gongs and drums of the welcoming team sounded again.

Song Xuan and Qi Qiyi supported the bride from left to right, while Sang Luo, Qi Yuan and Feng Shi followed behind them.

The bride walked very slowly, step by step, the footsteps under the red dress were flimsy and light, with lotus growing every step of the way.The red hijab covered her face, and her movements fluttered with the wind, revealing a little white neck, arousing everyone's curiosity, making people unable to help but peep at the beautiful face under the hijab.

Song Xuan supported her, and pressed her lips tightly so as not to cry out.

I just couldn't stop the tears.

Tears pooled in the eyes, blurring the vision. The festive and bright red scene in front of my eyes was like the moon in the water or flowers in the mirror. The more I looked at it, the more pain I couldn't restrain.

The gongs and drums at the groom's end were noisy and lively.

The bride's head of flowers spreads the happy road, silent and quiet.

Looking at the girl walking towards him, Ye Rongfan couldn't help slightly curling up the corners of his thin lips, and the blush not far away was reflected in his dark pupils.

This is his bride, and also the concubine he is marrying...

Before meeting her, he never imagined that one day he would stand in front of the door with the Chinese characters "囍", waiting for a woman in a wedding dress to walk towards him, and he was full of anticipation.

Ye Rongfan took two steps forward to meet him.

But when he got closer, he noticed something was wrong.

When he saw Song Xuan and the others' unattractive faces, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he unconsciously quickened his pace.

Holding her daughter in front of him, Song Xuan looked at him with red and swollen eyes.

Her lips moved slightly, suppressing the embarrassment in her heart, she smiled and put her daughter's hand on his palm while weeping, gently, preciously and carefully.

She whispered, "Treasure her well."

Qiqi on the side bit her lip and let go of her young lady, stepped aside, choked up and did not speak.

The woman's hands were soft and cold.

When her fingertips touched his warm palm, she slightly bent her fingers, but he gently grabbed her.

Ye Rongfan took her by the hand, staring at the faint outline of the girl's face through the red gauze hijab with deep eyes, "Yao'er."

Even though he couldn't see, she curled her lips and smiled.

Then he responded softly.

Seeing the two newlyweds holding hands, the matchmaker standing at the door smiled cheerfully and shouted: "Send, the bride enters the sedan chair!"

As the bride, Luo Jian raised her head slightly, and the red gauze moved slightly.

"Can you, take me away?"

Ye Rongfan pursed his thin crimson lips, and squeezed her hand uneasily, his eyes darkened slightly.Resisting the thought of lifting her hijab to see her, he leaned over and held her horizontally in his arms.

But after three days without seeing her, she lost a lot of weight again, which slightly made him flustered.

The little girl rested her head on his shoulder, her slender fingers raised and grabbed his collar, looking very tired.

"Ye Rongfan."

Her voice was also full of tiredness.

He twitched his eyelashes and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

The person in his arms rubbed against each other lightly, and said in a soft voice, "I like you, and you like me too. In this way, we are in love with each other."

Ye Rongfan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "Yes."

He hugged her and walked slowly and steadily.

Behind her, Song Xuan was supported by a maid beside her, she covered her lips and looked at the couple walking towards the bridal sedan chair, weeping uncontrollably.

Seeing her crying like this for the first time, Qiu'e hurried to her side to support her, "Master, what's wrong with you? Don't cry on this big day."

While comforting her, Qiu'e also felt a little strange.

Even if Fangzhu is not willing to marry Ayao, he shouldn't cry so sadly...

Not to mention her, the people who watched the excitement were also talking about it.

Sang Luo and Qi Yuan stood side by side behind the crowd, quietly watching this scene.

Although they are gods, but at this time, they can't do anything.

Lovers get married in the end, but it is hard to part with life and death.

This is their catastrophe.

Ye Rongfan carried the bride into the sedan chair.

Under the cover of the car curtain, he wanted to lift her hijab, but she raised her hand to stop him.

His bride said to him in a low voice: "You have to pray to the hall before you can lift it."

He also felt that he was inexplicably anxious, so he slowly withdrew his hand.

Then, the sedan chair was lifted.

The welcoming team returned the same way.

Luo Jian sat leaning in the sedan chair, with her hands casually placed on her lap, and the golden hairpin and hijab on her head were slightly raised with the shaking of the sedan chair.

【My lord, are you okay? 】

"It's okay." She drooped her thick and long eyelashes slightly, "Xiaobai, remove the pain shield."

【what? 】

"I want to try to see how much it hurts... When the time comes, I will pay you back a hundredfold."

Her voice was soft and waxy, but Gu Bai knew that she was really angry this time.

Also.

He would be angry with him too.

It was hard to do a task conscientiously, but in the end, some bad guys made trouble, and I was about to die.

Gu Bai sighed, and asked cautiously: [My lord, are you sure?It will hurt. 】

"Ah."

【OK then. 】

Gubai turned off the pain shield for her.

【Ding!The pain shielding function has been turned off, please pay attention to the host! 】

"Well!"

Luo Jian grabbed her clothes tightly.

it hurts...

It hurts many times more than the first time.

But compared to the pain of tearing her soul apart, she can still bear this kind of pain.

She clenched her teeth, her red lips and hands trembling.

The muscles and bones all over his body were cut like a knife, and then burned by fire, the pain was a little distorted.

She fell down on the floor of the sedan chair, her hands folded and clutching the clothes on her chest, her lips parted slightly and she let out a grievance like a young animal, but she didn't have the strength to shout out loud.

　I'm sorry, my mother is going to be in the hospital for surgery these two days, I really don't have the mood to write, so I have been delaying until now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)