The black-faced guard frowned, and spent a lot of time with Ah Chou along the way, and often asked him to do laundry and cook. It was inevitable that they had a good impression of Ah Chou in their hearts, and they had to rely on A Chou to save their lives. Naturally, he didn't want Ah Chou to suffer too much, and the black-faced guard was trying to bargain with that old ginger. He was secretly pinched by the white-faced guard. Immediately there was silence.
"It's about, washing and scrubbing is what a man should do?" The white-faced guard chattered with that old Jiang while patting Old Jiang's shoulder. "We haven't seen each other for a while, Old Jiang, let's have a good drink for a while."
"What I'm saying is, tonight, no one can run away without ten catties of wine!" Old Jiang laughed. He pointed to the carriage. Xie Ning smiled and said, "Hurry up and send the bride to the bridal chamber, so we can go down the mountain to drink."
The black-faced guard walked over. Opened the car door. Shen Sheng said to Ah Chou: "Come down."
Ah Chou supported the carriage and jumped off. When the body tilted, it looked like it was about to fall. The black-faced guard quickly supported him, and Ah Chou hurriedly nodded and thanked him.
It was too dark outside. Except for the three vague figures in front of her, she couldn't see anything, she was very nervous and scared. Lowering her head and biting her lip, she didn't know what was waiting for her next. She was in a panic when she heard the sound of flint and steel, and then a burst of flames lit up the muddy ground in front of her. And her embroidered shoes stuck in the mud.
These are Miss Duan's shoes. The shoes are too small for a noble lady who doesn't step outside the door and has her feet bound. She really can't fit them. She wears her own rag shoes all the way, but the white-faced guard this afternoon I forced myself to change into it, too, where is the bride who still wears open-toed rag shoes
Her feet hurt so badly that she almost fell when she got off the carriage just now.
"Let me see how beautiful and beautiful the noble lady from the capital is." The old Jiang said bluntly, holding a torch and swinging it in front of Ah Chou's face.
The torch was too close, Ah Chou's face seemed to be burned, his forehead was burnt, and there was a pungent smell of fire. The terrible experience of being surrounded by a sea of flames came to mind, Ah Chou Ugly backed away in horror, but the shoes really didn't follow his feet, and he fell into the muddy water embarrassingly with a "thump".
"Tsk tsk tsk, I think it's the stunning beauty of a closed moon shame flower, that's all," the old Jiang seemed very satisfied when he saw Ah Chou's frightened and embarrassed appearance, he took back the torch, turned around and put the torch in the On the door knocker behind him, he turned around, looked down at Ah Chou and said, "It sounds nice to say that you are the bride, but to put it bluntly, you are a slave. From now on, the paralyzed man inside will be your master. Take good care of your master, if your master is short-lived, then you must not live long, understand?"
Half of Ah Chou's body was soaked in muddy water, she got up in a state of embarrassment, shaking her head and shaking her head, she was so scared that she couldn't speak with her mouth open.
Old Jiang seemed very satisfied with A Chou's reaction, and immediately pushed open the door behind him, and pouted at A Chou: "Go in."
The door was dark, and only the outline of a house not far away could be seen. There seemed to be a kitchen. Ah Chou licked his lips in a panic, wanting to ask where he should live, but looking at Old Jiang’s face, I dare not ask.