◎It was as if someone had stolen his wife.◎
In the hot summer, when the sun is scorching, walking outside, layers of heat waves roll in, making people sweat profusely.
At this time of year, there is usually no one on the streets at noon, as everyone goes to find a place to cool off and take a nap.
Even in a prosperous city like the capital, the huge streets are empty.
Therefore, when the group of four people walked into a teahouse in the midday sun, they attracted special attention.
"Waiter, bring a pot of cold tea and two plates of cold dishes." The beautiful girl among the four raised her voice.
The waiter replied lazily, "Okay."
The four of them sat down in a corner of the teahouse lobby. On the platform in the middle of the teahouse, a storyteller was telling a story.
This storyteller does not only tell stories, but also talks about street gossip or the deeds of celebrities in the contemporary court and martial arts world, just like a modern marketing account, specifically to satisfy people's appetite for gossip.
At this moment, the storyteller had just finished telling a story. He drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, stroked his beard and asked the audience below: "What do you want to hear from me next? I have all kinds of news from all over the world. Whether it's about gods and fairies or the emperor of the current dynasty, I can tell you everything."
There were quite a few listeners in the teahouse. They all laughed when they heard the words. One of them deliberately asked with a smile: "Old sir, you dare to talk about the emperor, but do you dare to talk about the Shangshu Lord?"
"This..." The storyteller was speechless.
The emperor can speak, but he is still young and has not yet taken power, so we cannot control what he says.
But that famous Shangshu is a real powerful figure. He dared to guarantee that if he said something bad today, Shangshu An would find out tomorrow and it was unknown what the outcome would be.
"Why, you don't dare to say it?"
The storyteller was stimulated by this and suddenly put down his tea bowl and said with a smile: "Since you all want to hear about the affairs of the Shangshu's mansion, then I will also tell you about it."
"If there is anything new happening in the Shangshu's residence recently, it must be that the Shangshu's daughter is getting married!"
"This young lady of the Shangshu is said to be a beauty. Of course, I have never seen such a noble person. The young lady is only eighteen years old this year. The Shangshu loves her very much and has kept her until now to get married. The person she is marrying is even more extraordinary. Can you guess who it is?"
"Who doesn't know this? Isn't it the Ming Wang?"
"Yes, I heard about it too. It's the God of War!"
"Everyone has heard about this before. Is it possible that the old gentleman is ignorant and is telling such a trivial matter?"
The storyteller shook his head calmly and said with a smile: "Listen to me carefully, this marriage is not that simple!"
"The Shangshu's daughter's marriage was actually arranged long before the New Year, but the news had not yet been spread. Miss An was young and beautiful, so how could she be willing to marry the Ming Wang who was almost two generations older than her? Well...she ran away from the marriage!"
"Wow! Is this true?" The audience burst into an uproar.
"Of course it's true. I'm telling you first-hand information. I won't come tomorrow after I finish today. Look how hastily this wedding was arranged. It is said that the bride will marry the day after tomorrow, but the Prince is still on his way back to the capital."
"It's a bit hasty. In that case, Miss An is not a good girl. She ran away from her marriage...tsk tsk." A guest sighed and picked up the teacup to drink water, but suddenly felt his throat was extremely dry. A full cup was not enough.
After that, the customer kept refilling his cup, and his stomach was almost bursting with tea. He no longer had the heart to make up stories about Miss An, who was not from a good family.
However, this was just a minor episode. Not only did no one else notice it, even the guest himself thought it was because the weather was exceptionally hot today. However, he did not notice that a sickly young man in white sitting in the corner of the hall glanced at him indifferently, and a fleeting silver light flashed on his slender fingertips.
Seeing that everyone was interested, the storyteller continued, "After Miss An escaped from her marriage, she met a young and handsome man. The two did not use their real names when they met, after all, they were just casual acquaintances. Unexpectedly, the man fell in love with Miss An at first sight. He returned home and thought about her day and night, but he could not find her."
"Now Miss An has been brought back by the Imperial Guards in the palace, who have been asked by the Minister of State to do so. According to Miss An herself, she suffered a lot outside before she realized how good her family was. On the day she returned home, she told her parents that they agreed to let her get married."
"So the originally scheduled marriage was held. As you all know, the King of Ming lives in his fiefdom and cannot return to the capital unless necessary. However, he has a son who is currently in the capital, so he asked the Crown Prince to marry him on his behalf so as not to miss the auspicious time..."
"I've never heard of a son marrying in place of his father. This is really strange." The audience talked a lot.
The storyteller said, "Yes, this is the first time I have heard of this, too. You may not know that there is a story behind this!"
"On the day when the two sides exchanged engagement letters, Miss An was sitting behind a screen. When she heard Prince Ming talking, she ran out with joy. It turned out that Prince Ming was the handsome young man she met outside. The two of them had traveled together before. Now that old friends have met again, isn't it a happy event!"
"Does this mean that Miss An and Prince Ming have a secret affair?"
"So it seems like this is a happy event! It's double happiness! The son is marrying his father's wife, but she is his own sweetheart. There won't be any drama of fighting between father and son in the future!" someone said with a mischievous smile.
"I didn't say that. Please don't confuse it. I was just telling a story about fate!"
The teahouse was bustling with people talking and laughing, it was very lively.
Only the people at the new table in the corner had different expressions on their faces, and there was no sign of joy at all.
The young girl in green carefully peeked at the expression of the man in white opposite her, and whispered: "Pei Ji, don't listen to what they say. They are just telling stories, and none of it is true. Let's go find An Jiu and hear her explanation in person. She must have been forced..."
"No need." Pei Ji suddenly put down the teacup, and the bottom of the cup made a crisp sound when it hit the table.
His pale face was devoid of any blood color, which made his eyebrows and eyes look even darker and deeper, like black jade.
"Isn't her wedding day in three days? Let's go to the wedding banquet together." He suddenly raised his eyes, his pair of black eyes were deep and unfathomable.
Three days passed in a flash.
Early in the morning, An Jiu was dug out of bed. Some washed, some combed her hair, and some dressed. With her eyes still closed, all her clothes had been packed.
When An Jiu woke up in a daze, she saw a mirror in front of her. The mirror reflected the bright and delicate face of a young girl. She seldom wore ancient makeup. No one knew whether the cosmetics here were safe, so An Jiu usually just used a little rouge on her lips.
At this moment, the girl in the mirror was fully made up, her skin looked even whiter and more delicate, her cheeks were slightly red like peach blossoms, her eyebrows and eyes were finely outlined, and her peach blossom eyes, which were already bright and charming, were full of light, and she looked at everyone with affection.
The bright red flower on the forehead is charming, but what attracts people's attention more is the bright red lips. With the red lipstick on, the small and plump lips are soft and moist, like ripe cherries tempting to pick.
Facing this beautiful little face, An Jiu couldn't help but look at it again and again.
Most importantly, she wore a fiery red wedding dress and a gorgeous, heavy golden crown on her head.
Today is her wedding day.
After An Jiu finished getting dressed, it was still dark, which shows how early she got up.
Ming Yi was again in charge of welcoming the bride this time. Originally, Prince Ming wrote that he would be able to arrive before the wedding, but unexpectedly he was attacked by bandits on the way and suffered minor injuries, so he had to slow down his journey.
When An Jiu heard the news, his first thought was: "Fake bandits, real villains."
"System, where is Pei Ji now?"
[Less than 500 meters away from the host. 】
Good job.
An Jiu quickly turned his head and looked around. Seeing a group of maids in the room, he covered his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
In such an occasion, he shouldn't rush in alone to grab the bride.
It was still early, and the groom had to ride a horse through the streets to pick up the bride. An Jiu sat on the edge of the bed, bored. Gradually, he couldn't help feeling sleepy, and his head began to nod.
The Shangshu Mansion is marrying off its daughter today. The mansion is bustling with people, the seats are full of guests, and there are noisy voices everywhere.
An Jiu didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up again, he was woken up by a maid. It was already bright outside.
The one guarding her side was still Ji Xiang. She had left a letter in Jiufang City before. Ji Xiang was taken back to the Shangshu Mansion without being blamed. After An Jiu came back, she continued to be her personal maid.
"Miss, the prince is already waiting outside. We should go out." Ji Xiang picked up the red veil and put it on An Jiu's head.
Suddenly she paused and asked curiously, "Miss, what's wrong with your ear? Was it bitten by a mosquito?"
An Jiu subconsciously raised his hand and touched his earlobe, and felt a slight swelling.
“…”
Suddenly she thought of something and stretched out her hand, only to see a circle of mottled red marks around the red mole on her ring finger, as if she had been bitten and sucked hard a few times, which would cause this kind of painless and itchy bruise to appear under the skin.
This guy is a dog!
If An Jiu didn’t have the system and the God’s perspective, he would have been terrified.
You thought you had escaped, but in the end you were still being stared at by the ghostly demon. He could clearly catch you, but he chose to appear beside you quietly. At your wedding ceremony, he left his unique mark on your body to declare his ownership.
It's also telling you that you can never escape.
You will always live in fear and anxiety, tortured by the invisible sharp knife above your head and have no peace.
It’s numb, it’s so perverted just thinking about it!
"There is also one on my hand. What kind of mosquito is this? It caused such a big bite!" Following Anjiu's movements, Jixiang also saw the mark between her fingers and was shocked for a moment.
An Jiu: A mosquito as big as a human.
"Forget it, it's nothing. Don't worry about it and don't miss the auspicious time." An Jiu lowered his hands, and the fiery red sleeves covered his fingertips.
Out of sight, out of mind.
When the red veil fell, my vision suddenly became narrow and I could only see my toes.
An Jiu was led to the lobby, and the matchmaker handed her a piece of red satin and asked her to hold it. She held it, and at the other end of the red satin was the handsome Ming Yi, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, who was dressed in a crimson brocade robe.
"These newlyweds are truly a match made in heaven..." whispered an uninformed guest.
The next moment, someone reminded her: "Be careful with your words! That's Prince Ming, and Miss An is marrying his father!"
"What? I thought they were a couple. They look so well-matched!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, he felt a chill all over his body. It was the hottest time of the year, but he couldn't help shivering.
He turned his head and inadvertently met the gaze of a young man not far away.
The other person was also wearing red clothes. He was handsome as jade, but his face was pale and looked sick.
At this moment, the dark eyes were staring at him without blinking, and the look was extremely scary, as if someone had stolen his wife.
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