"Miss, since you picked it up, you can't throw it away so casually." An old man in a black cloak appeared behind the tree, and he stared straight at the scenery with an unkind expression.
Jingjing was taken aback, "Who are you?"
"Hmph, I asked Ning Yi to hide in the dark and wait for someone who is destined to pick up the jade pendant, but I didn't expect this kid to let you go."
The old man's words sounded angry, but the scenery sensitively captured the two words, and she subconsciously asked: "Ning Yi? Do you know Ning Yi?"
"He's my grandson, how could I not know him?" The old man snorted again and waved, "I found it for the ancestor's bride. Take this little girl back to me."
Before the scenery could react, two men who were also wearing black cloaks jumped out immediately, and a black bag was put on her head. As soon as her eyes went dark, she immediately felt that she was being carried by someone. Then, she Consciousness also fell into darkness.
I don't know how long after, when Jingjing woke up again, she opened her eyes and saw the antique room. She immediately sat up from the bed, and when she lowered her head, she saw that jade pendant was still beside her. She wanted to cry without tears , more than that, she found that she had been changed into a set of Fengguan Xiapei, which was an ancient wedding dress.
It's over, these people don't want her to be buried with the dead man, do they
The more she thought about this possibility, the more she looked up at the skylight. The door and window had been sealed. She could only escape through the skylight, but her height was beyond her reach anyway.
But soon, her brain was very clever for a while. When she felt scared, snowflakes would float around her. The snow fell more and more, piled all the snow together, and after her strength was almost exhausted, she really made a "snow ladder" leading to the skylight.
Fengguang rolled up her sleeves and began to climb up on hands and feet. When she climbed halfway, the door opened.
The man who had a double-sided relationship with the scenery came in, and saw a girl in a red wedding dress lying on the snow-capped mountain in a very unsightly posture. This scene made him pause for a while.
Feng Jing didn't expect that someone would come in now, she was also stunned, she fell from mid-air with a swipe of her foot, just when she thought she was going to fall disabled, she was firmly caught by someone.
"I have to sigh...Miss, you are really amazing." He said this with a smile, without any ironic meaning at all.
Realizing that she was in his arms, she blushed, "Don't I want to run away?"
"There is an enchantment set by my grandfather here, and even I can't undo it. What you did was in vain."
Her face turned pale again, "Then... Do you want me to really be buried with a dead person?"
"The dark marriage is only for you to confirm your relationship with him, not for you to be buried with him, but..." His eyes revealed helplessness, "From now on, you will not be able to marry other people."
"That is to say... Let me be a widow for a dead man I have never met?"
He said rather uncomfortably: "That person is actually an ancestor of our Ning family hundreds of years ago."
She was even more sad, "So I want to be a widow for a man who has been dead for hundreds of years!"