Chapter 171 Wulin Misleading Stories 41
The Huangji Sword Sect is located in Yizhou, which is already on the border of Dali. Going further up, passing through the Changjin Corridor and crossing the Tudeng River, you will reach the western region.
The Huangji Sword Sect has gone through three dynasties and is still a well-known legend in the world.
After a long journey of more than half a month, the group finally arrived at their destination on time.
The engaged couple Mu Nanxing and Jiang Manman, who had suffered some minor injuries at the banquet, were sent back early in the morning. Now Wu Ma Shen led his disciples to attend the ceremony, and Jiang Manman, as a filial disciple, naturally had to come out to greet them in person.
Feng Wu stood in the crowd, looking at the layout of the Huangji Sword Sect's buildings. It was not much different from what he had originally remembered.
Normally, when attending the wedding of the ex-fiancé and his fellow apprentice, everyone would have some sympathy for the parties involved, but looking at the girl's rosy and fair complexion, there was no sign of regret or sadness on her face.
Besides, she now has a handsome fiancé by her side, so they really have no right to sympathize with her.
The two sects often communicated and exchanged ideas, and almost all of them were old acquaintances. Everyone talked and laughed with the attendants, and their rooms were arranged in the guest courtyard.
The two courtyards for men and women are adjacent and can be walked through an archway.
In the past few days, the entire Huangji Sword Sect has been surrounded by a sea of red.
On the day of the wedding, there was a constant stream of guests coming in and out of the Sword Sect's gate. The scale of the banquet was comparable to the one held at the Beidou Academy in Langzhou that day.
Mu Ziweng, who was in high spirits because of the good news, wore a dark red long jacket and a three-finger-wide green jade belt around his waist. He looked noble and elegant.
Mu Nanxing, with a big red flower tied on her chest, had eyes as bright as stars. She looked at the sundial outside the door from time to time, fearing that she would miss the auspicious time.
These stealthy movements did not escape the eyes of his fellow disciples. They all laughed and joked that the pastor brother could not wait to get married and enter the bridal chamber.
As soon as the auspicious time for the wedding arrived, the groom sat on a tall horse and led the way, festive music sounded behind him, and a large sedan chair carried by eight people was swaying behind him and was steadily carried on the shoulders of eight strong men.
Because Jiang Manman had not yet married out of her natal family, the wedding procession only circled the city, scattering baskets of wedding candies and copper coins along the way to announce to all the people in the city that today was the wedding day of the young master of the Huangji Sword Sect.
And the bride, Jiang Manman, will also become the wife of the young master of the Sword Sect.
When it was getting dark, the groom led the bride, who was covered with a red veil, into the hall. The brothers followed them, pushing and shoving, and laughing.
Sitting high up in the hall, Mu Ziweng and Wu Ma Shen looked at the perfect couple in the main hall with gentle expressions.
The bridesmaid supported the bride and stood in front of the futon, while the groom stood side by side. The MC selected the right moment and sang loudly, "Bow to Heaven and Earth!"
The bride and groom turned around and bowed to the heaven and earth.
The second voice sang: "Bow to your parents twice!"
The two men turned around and bowed again to the two people on the hall.
After singing three times: "Husband and wife bow to each other!"
The two people who were about to greet each other were suddenly caught in a fight. Outside, a woman's heartbreaking screams were heard, "No, cousin, I don't agree with you marrying her!"
A girl in a bright red wedding dress rushed into the main hall in a panic, and with a thud, she knelt heavily in front of Mu Ziweng. "Uncle, can you not let my cousin marry that woman? Wan'er has loved my cousin for many years, please grant my wish!" Zhou Wanjun shed sad tears and begged desperately.
Mu Ziweng frowned, annoyed by his niece's shameless behavior, and coldly refused: "Your cousin Nanxing is attracted to Manman..."
"No, my cousin likes me. We've been childhood sweethearts. I've always considered him my future husband. He even said he wanted me to be his bride. Why, why did everything change after I just went home once?"
Mu Nanxing rubbed his forehead, helped his cousin who was crying, and comforted her: "Cousin, asking you to be my bride was just a childish joke, how could you take it seriously? I have always treated you as my sister, you..." The farewell words disappeared silently in Zhou Wanjun's pitiful face with tears in her eyelashes.
"Cousin, why are you doing this?" Mu Nanxing was distressed. He was afraid that he would not be able to make the third bow today!
He couldn't bear to see his cousin go crazy because he married Manman. This was his cousin whom he had carefully cared for since she was a child!
Wu Ma Shen frowned and stood up, pulling Jiang Manman, who was covering her face with a veil, over to him and said in a stern tone, "Brother Mu, is the wedding still going on?"
Mu Ziweng immediately said, "The wedding has been announced to the world, so of course it must continue." After saying that, he signaled to the guards around him with a look.
The guards immediately understood what he meant, and two female disciples came over to help Zhou Wanjun, who seemed to be on the verge of death, out of the main hall.
Zhou Wanjun was determined to make a desperate move today, so how could she let it go? When she saw someone coming to catch her, she immediately hugged Mu Nanxing's neck, who was still unconscious, and kissed the man's defenseless lips and tongue with her eyes closed.
Mu Nanxing was dizzy with the sweet breath of the girl. When he came to his senses and tried to push her away, Zhou Wanjun tightly wrapped her arms around Mu Nanxing's neck, and her lips and tongue stirred the saliva in her lover's mouth indiscriminately.
If Mu Nanxing forcibly pushed the person away, his cousin’s frail body would become seriously ill again!
Everyone present was surprised to see Zhou Wanjun acting so crazy. Then, when the sound of passionate kissing was heard, everyone looked embarrassed and lowered their eyes and stepped back.
Jiang Manman lifted the red veil and saw the scene of her groom and his weak cousin kissing passionately.
Feng Wu looked at the bloody scene of the man and two women in front of her, but she couldn't think of any words to express her feelings at this moment. She could only say "Oh shit" as a token of respect!
"Nonsense!" Mu Ziweng was so angry at his unruly son that his veins popped out and he shouted.
Mu Nanxing finally regained his senses from the passionate kiss. He raised two fingers and pointed. His cousin, who had just been hugging him like a wolf, now fell softly into his arms. He licked his hot and swollen lips, and Mu Nanxing lowered his eyes to look at his cousin with tears still hanging on her eyelashes. His heart suddenly felt sore.
He carefully handed the person over to two female disciples, whispered to them to take good care of his cousin, then picked up the veil embroidered with auspicious dragons and phoenixes in gold thread on the ground and walked step by step to Jiang Manman.
Jiang Manman stared intently at Mu Nanxing's lips, which were kissed red, and tears flowed uncontrollably. The sympathetic or mocking looks around her were like sharp daggers, piercing her heart. She was almost becoming the legitimate wife of the young master, just a little bit!
Now, can she still complete the ceremony with Mu Nanxing without any grudges in front of so many people and be sent to the bridal chamber safely?
What stood between them was not the unfinished third bow!
"I'm sorry, Manman, my cousin is sick and confused. Today is a good day for you and me. We still have the third bow to complete. Are you willing to continue with the third bow?" Mu Nanxing looked solemn, as if he would be willing to do anything Jiang Manman proposed.
Hmm!
What a loving and loyal man!
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