Scholar has special ghost skills

"Are you ready?" Just when He Yunqing was extremely anxious and didn't know what to do, he began to knock on the door and asked urgently.

Alright, let's fight them desperately, I want to escape too!

He Yunqing suddenly felt certain, went to pick up the wedding dress, and shouted, "I'm putting it on, wait a minute."

When the big red scarf was worn on his body, he felt an indescribable feeling.

And the door was pushed open at this moment, and the stern-faced woman saw him put it on, and said to the woman behind her, "The time is coming, please quickly apply rouge and powder on him."

"What?" He Yunqing was startled, and refused, "I don't want it anymore?!"

"Hurry up." The stern-faced woman didn't allow him to say more, she scolded, and the women behind her quickly gathered around to dress up He Yunqing.

"Ah!" With a scream, He Yunqing was forced to put on makeup.After a while, Qingjun's face was smeared with a white layer, his lips were as red as blood, and his makeup was no different from theirs.

He Yunqing began to feel uncomfortable, the rouge powder seemed to seep into the skin, it was so itchy that people wanted to reach out and scratch.

The stern-faced woman quickly grabbed the hand that he couldn't help but want to scratch, and reminded in a cold voice, "Don't scratch, or the belt will come off."

"What?" He Yun listened to his words lightly, feeling terrified in his heart.

"呵呵呵~ It's time for the bride to go." Finally, the smiling woman put a thick phoenix crown on him, and said something that made his hair stand on end.

But no matter how reluctant he was, he walked out of the corridor surrounded by them.

Along the way, He Yunqing peeked left and right, looking for a chance to escape.

But until he passed a garden, he saw a house with black eaves and blue bricks in front of him. In the dark hall with the door open, the young master changed into a black groom's attire, wearing big red flowers and standing there waiting.

"I... I don't want to go there!" He Yunqing's pupils trembled, and a strong sense of fear surged into her heart.

It seemed that as long as he went in there, it would be impossible to escape, so He Yunqing turned around and fled in panic.

"Where do you want to go? Hurry up and marry the young master!" The stern-faced woman flashed in front of him in an instant, her eyes became more gloomy.

He Yunqing originally wanted to escape from another direction, but the other women had already surrounded him.

"Catch him!" the stern-faced woman ordered.

He Yunqing was in a hurry, and didn't care too much, and rushed towards them directly with his head, thinking of simply bumping them away, but the opponents were as motionless as Mount Tai.

Then the next moment, those women crossed their arms, and the stern-faced woman shouted, "Take him in!"

"I don't want it!" He Yunqing struggled crazily and shouted, "Let go of me, I don't want to marry you...I don't want to marry you! I'm a man, let me go!"

It's just that the other party was so powerful that he couldn't break free at all, so he dragged him in forcefully, pressed him down on the pouf seat and knelt down.

"Don't, don't... ahhh!" He Yunqing yelled in horror, seeing the two pewter flickering in front of him, his whole body panicked to the extreme.

"Young master, you can start now." The stern-faced woman said to the young master respectfully.

"Yeah." The young master was about to kneel down as well, and when he was paying homage to He Yun, he suddenly coughed violently, "cough cough cough..."

He swayed slightly and covered his chest, a few bloody tendons appeared on his snow-white face instantly.

The stern-faced woman hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Young master, are you alright?"

"Damn it, it's all that bitch! Cough, cough, cough..." The young master clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, cursing with a ruthless expression on his face.

At this time, in the sky outside, gray clouds were flying fast, making the sky and the earth bright and dark, very strange.

The stern-faced woman looked out the door and said solemnly, "Young master, the time is coming soon, why don't you go straight to the bridal chamber."

The young master was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Well, that's fine, just pull him in."

He Yunqing, who just thought he was a little lucky because the young master fell down, trembled when he heard the words of the bridal chamber, "You guys let me go! I don't want a bridal chamber!"

But no matter how he resisted, he was still quickly carried into the arranged wedding room at the back.

Seeing that he was still struggling like this, the woman with a straight face shouted, "Feed him acacia wine!"

Carnival wine?

He Yunqing's scalp tingled when he heard the name, and he raised his head and shouted, "I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink..."

"Gululu..." Then the other party grabbed his chin, lifted the jug on the table, pointed it at his mouth, and poured it into his mouth without leaking.

When he drank the acacia wine, the woman holding him let him go.

"Ahem..." He Yunqing clutched his choked throat, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and sat down on his knees as if he had lost all his strength, and his body was inexplicably burning with heat.

"You all go out." Seeing the effect of the medicine, the young master said to the girls.

"Yes." The women immediately obeyed and retreated, closing the door by the way.

"You...you don't want to come here!" He Yun looked at the little young master staggering over, and retreated in fear, even though the other party looked weak, he had no strength to resist.

The young master picked him up and put him on the bed of the red quilt, and slowly unbuttoned him.

He Yunqing pushed him dizzily, and said weakly, "Don't... I beg you, young master, I'm really a man, I can't bridal with you!"

It's just that no matter what he said, the young master ignored it in vain, leaned over and buried his cheek in his arms, and murmured, "It's so warm here."

"Go away..." He Yunqing was startled and disgusted, but he didn't have any strength to escape, and he cried out tremblingly, "Ahhhh...don't! Don't, don't lean over!"

"So flat..." However, the young master frowned slightly.

Despair appeared in He Yunqing's eyes, and he was about to cry out of fear. He closed his eyes and shook his lips, crying, "Yan Junyi... Yan Junyi... Hurry up, save me!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Just as the young master was about to take off He Yunqing's trousers, a woman's screams came from outside, and the young master's expression suddenly changed.

"Boom!" The door of the room was cut in half and broke open. Under the shadow of a sword, the person who came was Yan Junyi in blue and white Taoist uniform!

"Yan Junyi!" He Yun turned his head lightly, seeing that he was so excited that he was about to cry.

"Who are you! You can actually break through my barrier!" The young master's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at him viciously, then looked at the woman guarding outside, with a yellow talisman on their foreheads, and stood motionless .Under the anger, more and more blood veins appeared on his face.

"Come and take your person!" As he said, Yan Junyi saw He Yunqing lying on the bed with disheveled clothes and a flushed face, his eyes froze, and he stabbed fiercely with his sword!

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