The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

The Yong'an Dynasty prospered day by day, and Beijing became more and more lively.

Yihongyuan is also bustling with people.

On this day, there were more people watching outside than usual.

"What new girl has come to Yihongyuan today? Is it so lively?"

"You don't know something about this. It's not that some new girl has arrived, but that the number one in Yihongyuan is getting married today!"

"Marrying? Which wealthy family are you marrying into?"

It is not easy for a brothel girl to redeem herself, let alone the top star of Yihongyuan.

Which wealthy family in Beijing did you marry into to have such a grand pomp?

The man's voice gradually became lower.

"We just heard about it, I don't know whether it's true or not."

"Come on, tell me!"

"I heard that the person who came to marry me today is the sword-bearing guard in the palace. He is in charge of the confidential affairs of the palace. One person is inferior to ten thousand people. His status is extremely noble! Even this marriage was personally given by the Holy Emperor! "

"Oh my god! Then the number one in Yihongyuan is so lucky! He can marry into such a good family!"

"Yes! I heard that the guard commander is alone, his parents are dead, and he has never married a wife or concubine. If you marry someone like this, you will be his wife. You don't have to think about competing for favor. He is really rich and blessed!"

"..."

Everyone was talking a lot, and at this time, everyone in Yihong Courtyard was on their feet.

"Where is the bride? Where has the bride gone?"

The madam was so anxious that she looked around for someone, her powdered face wrinkled into a ball.

Others also shouted: "Sister Yanqin, sister Yanqin!"

Since he couldn't find a bride, everyone became anxious, which could lead to losing his head.

Someone worriedly looked over to where the groom was, only to see the groom standing tall and waiting in the front hall with a smile on his face. Apparently he still didn't know about the bride's disappearance.

It wasn't until the groom waited for a while that he realized something was wrong.

"Where's Qin'er?"

Ling Yun asked after arresting the person.

Everyone shook their heads and didn't dare to say a word, for fear that he would take a knife and kill their heads.

Ling Yun had no choice but to break into Yanqin's boudoir, only to find that Yanqin had disappeared.

"What the hell is going on!"

He ran straight to the old bustard, grabbed the old bustard by his collar, and already lifted her up.

The madam kicked her legs and screamed.

"Commander Ling, if you have something to say, say it well! If you have something to say, say it well! I don't even know!"

Hearing this, Ling Yun knew that the madam really didn't know anything about it, and felt anxious, so he threw her aside and ran out to look for her.

Finally there was the man found on the roof.

A red dress fell on the bricks and tiles, the skirt flew up, and seemed to stain half of the sky.

Ling Yun's throat tightened when he saw this, and he choked on the words that came to his lips for a moment, with a stern look on his face.

"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you come over?"

The woman spoke, and Ling Yun strode forward as if waking up from a dream.

Several bricks and tiles were trampled under his feet, which showed the urgency in Ling Yun's heart.

The woman's piercing eyes swept over where he passed, and a faint smile appeared in her eyes.

By the time Ling Yun arrived, that smile had disappeared.

"You said you wanted to marry me?"

Ling Yun nodded repeatedly, one hand already touched his waist to get something, but he heard Yan Qin say: "If you want to marry me, jump down from here first."

"..."

"What? Don't you dare?"

Ling Yun didn't say anything, just glanced down, and jumped down without thinking at all.

But before the person fell, his wrist was already grabbed.

There was a hint of trembling in Yanqin's voice.

"Just jump if I ask you to. Are you stupid?"

Ling Yun pursed his lips and smiled, turned around and hugged Yan Qin's waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

"You have forgotten that I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. I won't die if I jump."

She bet he dared to jump.

He also bet that she wouldn't let him go.

They all won.