Mistress, she has to be my master

"Hiss... so cold..." Matchmaker Wang felt so cold that she was about to lose consciousness. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the ground!

How is this going?She is sleeping on the floor like this?Matchmaker Wang hurriedly supported the tree and stood up. She is not young anymore, and her body is not as strong as before. When she stood up, she felt top-heavy, like a precursor to illness.

But you don't have to be sick, it's so cold, young people can't bear to lie on the ground for several hours, let alone people who are over half a hundred years old, she yelled "Ouch" a few times, looking at the sky, the cold sweat Scared out.

The sun is almost at the top of the head, the sound of gongs and drums outside is getting closer and closer, the auspicious time is approaching, and I have been lying here and sleeping until now?Can those boys do anything?Have you done what the county magistrate told you?

My goodness!How did she lie down until now, and her whole body was in pain as if she had been beaten, but she couldn't see any marks of being beaten on her body.

Could it be... Could it be that Miss Yan really came back?

Matchmaker Wang shuddered, and hurriedly told herself not to think about it, if it was really a ghost's revenge, how could she survive?

wrong!Hurry up to see if the Second Miss Yan is still there!Both of these sisters are cunning, if they run away, they will be finished!

Matchmaker Wang limped and rushed over. Before she reached Miss Yan's boudoir, she heard the sound of the piano full of mourning.

Who is playing the piano?Playing this kind of music on a happy day is really unlucky. Matchmaker Wang found that the sound of the piano became clearer and clearer as she walked, and finally realized that it was actually coming from Miss Yan's room.

Half of the group of strong men she left behind remained here, and the other half went somewhere. Counting the time, they should have gone to carry the sedan chair.

"Aunt Wang, you're here. We've been looking for you a few times! I was worried that you might have fallen asleep somewhere we know, but we were in a hurry. Fortunately, you came here in time..."

"Don't talk so much, the bride didn't have any accidents inside, right?" Matchmaker Wang interrupted the man's nonsense.

"No accident, it's just that she kept chattering in the room, and then started playing the piano again, which is scary. Do you think she has gone crazy?" It's been crazy before, and this is the first one.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Matchmaker Wang yelled at him, turned her head and shouted loudly into the room: "Miss Yan, the auspicious time is approaching, are you ready? Do you need me to go in and help?"

The sound of the piano finally stopped, and a cold voice came from inside: "No need."

After thinking about it, Matchmaker Wang was not at ease, she knocked on the door and said, "I have something for you here, sorry to bother you."

Then she kicked the strong man standing beside him stupidly: "What about the things I asked you to prepare?"

"Here, here." The strong man hurriedly took out a cloth bag and handed it to Matchmaker Wang.

"Come in." The people inside the room said.

Matchmaker Wang pushed open the door and saw that the woman in the wedding gown was already sitting in front of the dressing cabinet with her head covered, holding a piano in her hand.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it's good to be here.

"Is there no one to serve you on this big day? You should tell the old man about it. If nothing else, it's okay to bring two maids over to clean and dress you!" Matchmaker Wang looked at "Second Miss Yan "The piano in his hand could not help complaining: "On a good day, you should play some festive tunes, otherwise you have to pay attention to the unsmooth life after marriage... The Dragon King will not like it either."

"And this apple, you have to hold it in your hand all the time, so you can't eat it, it means good luck and peace..." Matchmaker Wang explained in detail according to the normal wedding process for the bride.

When she finished talking and was about to take a sip of tea, she found that there was no cold water here.

And this "Second Miss Yan" is more like a piece of wood. He hasn't answered a word until now, and he doesn't know how to prepare some tea for himself, and he doesn't know the etiquette at all.

Hmph, anyway, it fell into the hands of the county magistrate, no matter how proud the lady is, she is not as good as the cheapest thing in the flower building. If she pleases herself now, maybe she can let her good daughter take care of her a little bit, after all My daughter is the magistrate's favorite concubine, at least she is upright and able to see people, and the future destination of the second Miss Yan is only the secret room in the county magistrate's mansion that will never see the light of day.

Thinking of this, Wang Matchmaker also felt stupid, why did she talk so much, anyway, this person was smuggled to the county magistrate's mansion, and the person at the wedding ceremony was not the Second Miss Yan, but her group of old matchmakers. What you are used to should be changed!

"Let's not say more, girl, please rest well, the ceremony will take a while... it will consume energy." After leaving a sentence with a sneer, Matchmaker Wang pinched her waist and left.

Noisy.

Matchmaker Wang didn't know that if she left later, "Second Miss Yan" might have to use some extraordinary means to invite her out.

"You guys, has the sedan chair been brought over?" Wang Matchmaker sneezed several times before she finished her sentence, and her dry throat became more and more painful, probably because of the cold from the cold.

"Naturally, it has already been brought over. No one saw it coming in through the side door of the Yan Mansion. Aunt Wang is at ease."

"That's good. Let someone take me to have a look." Wang Matchmaker thought for a while, then pointed to another person and said, "You go to the doctor and prescribe me a medicine for wind and cold."

"This Yan Mansion is surprisingly cold. I can't take it with my old bones, alas..." Wang Matchmaker was guided to a black sedan chair in the corner of Yan Mansion, and raised the curtain of the sedan chair. A woman in a coma in a wedding dress.

"Well done, the county magistrate is happy, and your benefits are indispensable." Wang Matchmaker was greatly relieved when she saw that nothing had happened during her coma, and the smile on her face increased.

She was also worried that her coma was a conspiracy. It seemed that she was worrying too much, but why did she fall into a coma for no reason?Could it be that I have some kind of disease?No, no, she will go to the doctor to have a look at her body later.

"It's right to do things for the master." Even though he said that, the young man couldn't hide the joy on his face.

"One yard counts for one yard. It's not a day or two for our county magistrate to keep an eye on the sisters of the Yan family. For this day, he couldn't fall asleep for several nights with excitement. After the event is completed, gold and silver will be indispensable to you. But once you miss, you will be unable to eat and walk around, understand?" Wang Matchmaker beat the servants who were doing things, and the closer to the critical moment, the more she couldn't take it lightly.

The county magistrate is still on guard against Miss Yan's hiding her hand. Although this second lady is not as cunning as her sister, he has always been worried that martial arts people who have made good friends with Miss Yan will come to save people.

Those daring reckless men even dared to assassinate court officials, what else would they not dare to do?If it wasn't for the fact that an inner ghost was planted in back then, killing and arresting the martial arts people around Miss Yan, and paying a lot of money to hire many good fighters, the county magistrate couldn't sleep well all these years.

"I know, I know, I will do what the master told me to do, don't worry." The young man nodded and bowed, although a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes when he looked at the woman in the black sedan chair, but people don't want to kill the world for themselves. do it.

"Then you stay here and watch the sedan chair, and I'll go ahead and watch."

"Walk slowly, walk slowly..." After seeing Matchmaker Wang off a few steps, the man returned to guard the sedan chair.

Most of the people who participated in this incident knew the inside story, whether it was the Second Miss Yan or the girl who replaced the Second Miss Yan as a sacrifice, they were all poor people.

The man was squatting beside the sedan chair. It was the first year for him to follow the county magistrate to do this kind of unconscionable thing, and the lively atmosphere of "crackling" outside could not make him shake off his uneasy feeling.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps came suddenly, and he looked up, and it was the companion with the scar on his face who was holding another unconscious bride.

He silently helped to change the two brides, his hands were trembling uncontrollably, and he didn't notice that the exposed hands of "Second Miss Yan" were extremely pale, nor did he notice that the hands were covered under the skin. , as if something was surging.

Firecrackers exploded at the gate of Yan's Mansion, and the invited ceremony team beat gongs and drums, which was very lively. A bridal sedan chair was carried out from Yan's Mansion, and Matchmaker Wang followed, smiling so hard that her face was so pink.

And they thought that Second Miss Yan, who was supposed to be carried to the county magistrate's mansion by a black sedan chair, was sitting peacefully in her room, while another unconscious bride was lying on her bed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen." Second Miss Yan's voice was not loud, but she knew that people outside the door could hear her.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." The man with a hideous scar on his face left the team at some point and returned to Yan Mansion.

Miss Yan Er took off her complicated skirt and put on simple clothes that are convenient for movement, and said coldly: "According to the plan."

Five years ago, the county magistrate used an inner ghost to defeat Miss Yan. After five years of dormancy, Second Miss Yan wanted him to know what retaliation is.

"Miss Yan, since there are immortals helping us, maybe we don't need to act too hastily, after they come back..."

"No, Mr. Chen." Second Miss Yan changed her clothes and put on a mask for herself, "I am very grateful to the immortal for cutting off the monsters for us. Let me do it myself, the scum among humans."

"Why dirty the immortal's hands?"

The sound of beating gongs and drums drifted away with the sedan chair, and an altar was set up on the bank of the river to offer the heads of cattle and sheep, and then the county magistrate personally offered incense and recited blessings, praying for good weather.

Finally, after pushing the sedan chair into the turbulent river, watching the sedan chair drift farther and farther, and finally sink into the river, the ceremony is considered complete.

In the water, Xin Jun opened his eyes.

"This group of damned humans, is there not enough land on the ground? Why are people stuffing me here every year?! Those women are so crowded that I almost have no place to sleep, and they are so annoying!"

The jet-black tail stretched out from the bottom of the river and gently shattered the sedan chair, and an air bubble wrapped the person inside, providing her with air.

At this time, Xin Yun finally saw the appearance of the "Dragon King", just as she imagined, it was a dragon, but the horns on its head were not the product of the failure of crossing the catastrophe, but were cut off by someone.

The blood-red vertical pupils almost touched the air bubbles surrounding Xin Yun, and half of her huge body was still under the river.

"Listen, since you're here, you have to listen to me, or I'll eat you! Do you understand?" Jiao growled, and if it was an ordinary person, he might be scared out of his wits.

But Xin Yun only felt that this Jiao seemed to be bluffing, and she always felt a little familiar with the stupidity of this thing.

"...Why don't you cry?" I yelled and threatened, except for the first one who was stupid, the other four were all crying, and they were very obedient for a long time, what's the matter with this person?Wouldn't it be stupid too?

Jiao wagged her tail irritably, one idiot was enough for her, two would drive her crazy!

"Hey! Human, have you heard that this king..."

"Jiaolong King?" Hearing the self-proclaimed "this king", Xin Yun finally thought of the identity of this Jiaolong.

The title that has not been mentioned for many years was actually spoken by a human being. The first reaction of the Dragon King was not to ask who the other party was, but to shrink back and hide at the bottom of the river regardless of face.

The human race can tell her identity at a glance, but now she can't afford it!

However, there was no way to hide. Her broken corner, which was always painful, was in the hands of that terrible woman, and the familiar sword intent made her almost burst into tears.

The author says:

感谢在2022-04-2113:22:38~2022-04-2201:24:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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