The more Mr. Qianmian listened, the brighter his eyes became. He couldn't wait for the drinker to finish, so he interrupted him:
"In the sedan chair below, is that poor girl inside?"
The drinker nodded repeatedly: "That's her! That's her! I heard that she was as beautiful as a fairy. Prince Chu took her to Cuiyu Zhai to buy jewelry that day. As soon as she went out, everyone's eyes were straightened. They all said this I have never seen such a beautiful girl in my life, she is even prettier than the one in the painting. Alas, it’s a pity that I was not there at the time and could not catch a glimpse of this girl’s beauty... "
The young man with a thousand faces could no longer hear what the drunkard was talking about.
His eyes were fixed on the sedan chair getting closer and closer below the restaurant, and he felt as if a five-flavor bottle had been knocked over. He couldn't tell what it felt like. He only knew that resentment was coming over him like a tide.
"Tell me, what is the name of the bride Chu Shaoyang is going to marry!"
He didn't want to believe it, let alone couldn't believe it, because it was impossible, it was simply impossible!
At this moment, he was really afraid of hearing that familiar name that was deeply ingrained in his heart from the drinker's mouth.
"Name? I don't know this. Hey, do you know the name of Prince Chu's bride?"
The hotel scratched its head and asked the people next to it.
"I know, I know, that girl's surname is Shen, and her last name is Ning." Someone rushed to answer.
Shen Ning!
There was a buzzing in the ears of Young Master Qianmian.
He shook his head and looked at the sedan in disbelief, as if he wanted to see through the thick sedan curtain and see the people in the sedan.
After a while, he turned his attention to the face of Tuoba Zheng, who was riding on horseback and walking in front of the sedan, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
Although he was drunk, he could still tell that the young man riding a horse to welcome the bride was not Chu Shaoyang!
Could it be that the bride in the sedan chair is not her
"Nonsense! You liars! This groom is not Chu Shaoyang at all!" he shouted.
The drinkers and the waiter laughed.
"Guest, at first glance, you are not from our South Vietnam. You don't even know the rules of our South Vietnam country for welcoming brides. Of course, the one who is welcoming the bride will not be the groom himself, but the groom's uncles and brothers. This Prince of Chu is from the Western Chu country. , He has no relatives or friends in Nanyue Kingdom, so the person who will marry him is the second prince, Prince Pingxi."
I see!
So, the bride in the sedan chair is her
Yes, it must be her!
Although Young Master Qianmian drank a lot of wine, his heart was as sharp as a bright mirror.
Apart from her, there is no other woman in the world who can make Chu Shaoyang give up the emperor's princess for her, who can make Chu Shaoyang marry her as the princess despite everyone's ridicule and jokes, only her!
Seeing the sedan chair getting closer and closer, the bright red color was as dazzling as thick blood, Young Master Qianmian suddenly jumped down and stopped the sedan chair.
He didn't even look at Tuoba Zheng who was walking towards him. He stared directly at the curtain outside the sedan chair that was embroidered with auspicious patterns. However, no matter how sharp his eyes were, he couldn't penetrate that thick barrier. What does the bride look like in the sedan chair
"Shen Ning! You can't marry him!" He suddenly shouted and pushed Tuoba Zheng away from him with a wave of his hand.
He strode to the front of the sedan and stretched out his hand to pull the curtain.
At this time, the stunned bearers, guards, and forest guards came to their senses and rushed forward one after another.