Miss Cointreau Acacia

October [-] is a good auspicious day for marriage.On this day, the weather was fine, and from the early morning, there was a feeling of spring breeze.

But inside the Yueyue Tower, there was a bit of panic, because Lu Yan found that Shen Nian had disappeared, and today was the wedding day of Mu Sijun and Chen Zuiyuan.

He sent people to look for Shen Nian everywhere, Rong Yu also became worried when he heard the news of Shen Nian's disappearance.Not long after, someone came to report that Shen Nian appeared by the moat of Yong'an City last night, and even snatched someone else's hard-earned BMW.And the direction she was going was the direction of Jinling City.

Lu Yan knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly gathered people and rushed to Jinling City, and Rong Yu also went with him.

At this time, Shen Nian still felt that the speed was too slow, but no matter how many times she whipped the horse, it was still the fastest speed.

no!Still too slow!Shen Nian thought about it.At this speed, when she arrived at Jinling City, she would have already missed the auspicious time.

He pulled out the knife and stabbed it into the horse's body. Sure enough, the horse suffered from the pain and ran a little faster than before.

The sun rises slowly, it keeps walking, but Shen Nian can't keep up with the sun's footsteps.

Jinling City.

Shen Zuiyuan got off the horse joyfully, looking at Mu Sijun who was helped over and still covered with a red hijab, his face was brimming with happiness.

He walked over, although he couldn't see Mu Sijun's face or her expression, but the people around were happy to see her.

Welcoming her back into the sedan chair, lowering the curtain, Shen Zuiyuan rode on the tall horse again, with a smile on his face all the time.

Beating gongs and drums, the wedding party walked towards Shenjiazhuang.Although the wedding was rather hasty this time, many guests did not have a banquet, and Mu Sijun wanted to keep a low profile, but after all, the leader is marrying a daughter, so there are naturally many people on the street.Besides, Qingfengmen or Shenjiazhuang, which one is not the most famous sect in the Jianghu?It is impossible to keep a low profile.

And Mu Sijun, who was in the eight-carrying sedan chair, sat quietly in the sedan chair. Although the outside of the sedan chair was very lively, she didn't seem to hear anything.

In her hand, she held a bottle of poison tightly.

As long as she got the antidote and saved her father, she would drink poison and kill herself!

She thought, and was very determined.

Not long after, the sedan chair stopped.

Shen Zuiyuan got off the horse, walked over and lightly kicked the sedan chair, she knew she had arrived.

Although the distance between Qingfengmen and Shenjiazhuang is not too far, she never expected to arrive so soon. She doesn't want to go down, and she doesn't want to get married.But my father's poison...

She put the poison in her arms, took a deep breath, and walked out.

The bell on the ankle makes a crisp sound, and its sound can be heard clearly even in a lively place.

Shen Zuiyuan and Mu Sijun led the red silk together and walked slowly towards Shenjiazhuang.The red carpet was laid very long, from the place where she got off the sedan chair to the inside.

The two walked slowly, and it was the first time for Shen Zuiyuan to feel that the road was so long.But Mu Sijun hoped to slow down a little bit, and a little bit slower.

Mu Sijun suddenly remembered that when he was in Yong'an City, an old fortune teller said that she would have a great joy, which probably meant this marriage.However, it was obviously a happy event, but she didn't feel happy.

At this time, the bell on her ankle suddenly broke and fell to the ground. Many people saw this scene, and the matchmaker was frightened, so some people commented that this was ominous.

Shen Zuiyuan frowned, this big wedding, he was also in a daze, thinking it was a dream.Before her father drugged her, some rumors spread like wildfire, and when she refused his marriage proposal, he felt that this life had nothing to do with her.But unexpectedly, Huangtian paid off, and they were finally going to get married.The only thing he didn't understand was why she suddenly agreed again?

The bell on her ankle was broken, did it herald the end of this marriage?Shen Zuiyuan was a little scared, afraid that she would leave, afraid that they would have nothing to do with each other.

The matchmaker was a matchmaker after all, so she quickly covered up the matter, and the couple continued walking.

Although the marriage was hasty this time, there must be a lot of people who should be entertained.Qi Sheng from the Yongyang faction came here with his daughter Qi Jin. In fact, Qi Jin likes to be lively and pestered his father for a long time, so he came here together.In addition, many influential people from the family and Jianghu sect also came together.Shen Bo promised Mu Sijun to keep a low profile, so he only invited guests who were relatively recent.

Shen Bo sat on the right seat with only a slight smile on his face.Qingfeng swordsmanship is already at your fingertips, getting them married is just for the next step.

"Bow to heaven and earth!" The bridesmaid shouted loudly.

Mu Sijun didn't have anything to say, and only bowed his head slightly after the matchmaker reminded him.Shen Zuiyuan noticed that a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, for some reason, he always had a bad premonition.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Turning around, Shen Zuiyuan looked at his father who was smiling slightly. He didn't know what method his father used to get his sister Jun'er to agree to get married.He only remembered that day, his father sent someone to call him to the study room, he went, and saw his father sitting there looking at a book calmly, no different from usual.

"Prepare well for your marriage with Jun'er." Shen Bo said very flatly at that time.Shen Zuiyuan was stunned, Shen Bo said it again, and then he slowly recovered.

Just like that, in a daze, he was about to marry the person he loved the most.

"Bye husband and wife!"

The two were facing each other, but Mu Sijun was wearing a red hijab, Shen Zuiyuan couldn't see her emotions.But being able to marry the most beloved woman, all doubts will disappear.

Through the gap, Mu Sijun saw Shen Zuiyuan bowed down, and her head lowered slowly and heavily.

"Whoosh!" A cold arrow suddenly flew from outside!