The girl was just angry. If she went back and caused misunderstandings among the Wuda tribe, the marriage would really be ruined.
Song Liyun tapped the horse's belly lightly with her heel. The horse trotted, and her voice trembled a little: "I said in the letter that if you still want to get married, you can come to Suijin Town in person."
She is not an unreasonable person. Now the reason is unclear, she can't not even give people a chance to explain.
He just said in the letter that since Zhao Tingduo was very busy, there was no need to rush and they could get married seriously when they were free.
Song Liyun always thought she was very magnanimous, but now she couldn't stand it anymore!
Compared to the bustling crowd when they came, the return journey for the three of them now seemed a bit miserable.
Madam Yun held the reins of the horse and dragged it behind, looking back again and again. At this time, she did not ask the young master to appear, even if Elder Shan asked someone to deliver a message.
After walking for a long time, the wooden house was no longer visible. Madam Yun urged her horse to catch up with Song Liyun, who was standing in front of her without saying a word. "Miss, let's go meet up with Abu and the others. Since Aunt Xu and the others are your dowry, you have to take them back!"
Song Liyun, whose mind had long been distracted, asked blankly, "Dowry? Take it back?"
Those people were given to Madam Uya by Duke Anguo through him, so how could they really be considered his dowry?
Madam Yun said firmly, "It's your dowry. We'll take it away!"
She wanted to find Aunt Xu as soon as possible and help her resolve this crisis!
But they walked for most of the day and didn't see Abu's convoy.
Song Liyun sighed, those pretty girls were walking too slowly.
Little did they know that Xiao An kept pooping and peeing along the way, and there seemed to be something wrong with Yun Niang's saddle, which kept stopping and moving.
Seeing the sun begin to set, Song Liyun began to hesitate whether to continue moving forward or set up camp again.
Xiao An next to her looked listless and Madam Yun's face was filled with anxiety, so she decided to take a rest.
There were only three of them, and Song Liyun didn't plan to go through the trouble of building a wooden house.
She took out the camping tent she lived in during the apocalypse. Although it was a bit crowded for three people, it was still enough for one night.
When Xiao An saw the sky blue tent, her depressed mood instantly disappeared, and she happily followed her second sister to pull the ropes and hammer the nails.
At this moment, Yunniang, who had been looking back frequently, suddenly exclaimed, "Girl, there are horses behind us! There are horses!"
Song Liyun turned around suddenly.
On the skyline, a horse was galloping towards them, and behind him were several other riders.
Song Liyun did not take the telescope, but was secretly on guard.
Madam Yun was extremely excited: "It must be the Young Master, it must be the Young Master coming! Miss, let's go and welcome him!"
Xiao An, standing next to Song Liyun, also jumped up and down and cheered: "It must be Brother Ashi!"
Song Liyun stood quietly, and after seeing the figure of the person coming clearly, she snorted, went back to the back of the tent, and sorted out the ropes by herself.
Zhao Tingduo ran closer, and without even stopping her horse, she jumped off and hurried over: "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun! I'm sorry!"
"Xiao An, stop him!" Song Liyun said lightly.
Xiao An was the one who listened to her second sister the most. Even though she had just been praying for Brother A-Shi to come soon, she now opened her arms to stop Zhao Tingduo and complained dissatisfiedly, "Brother A-Shi! Why are you here just now? My sister and I are waiting anxiously!"
Zhao Tingduo had to stop and apologized, "I'm sorry, Xiao An, I'm late for something!"
"Hmph! Sister is unhappy. We are going back and not going to Kara Mountain with you. If you don't keep your word, I will dislike you from now on!"
Xiao An refused to give in because he saw that his sister was angry.
He also doesn't like people who make his second sister angry.
Zhao Tingduo was stopped by Xiao An and couldn't forcefully push him away. He could only look at Song Liyun, who didn't even turn around, and said with a wry smile: "Xiao Yun, I really have something important to do these two days.
I was supposed to come here last night, but I got caught in a thunderstorm and was blocked on the road. You must believe me, I didn't mean to be slow."
Song Liyun turned around, her face devoid of joy. She said sullenly, "Zhao Tingduo, have I ever stopped you from revitalizing the tribe? Have I ever hindered you from achieving great things?"
"Why aren't you taking your marriage seriously at this time? What could possibly take even a day or two to delay?
Do you think of me as a tool? A tool to make money for your tribe?"
"Anyway, you are already the young master of a wealthy family and the leader of a large tribe. You don't have to worry about your marriage failing."
"Zhao Tingduo, just go and take care of your important matters. There's no need to get married!"
Song Liyun didn't know what was wrong with her. The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt. She felt a surge of anger in her chest and her eyes became sore.
As a woman, who doesn't want to get married in a grand ceremony in a bridal sedan chair? But not only did the groom not come to her house to pick her up, she even ran hundreds of miles and still couldn't find him.
Coupled with the worries of the past few days, when she saw Zhao Tingduo standing in front of her intact, she could no longer hold back the grievance in her heart.
When Zhao Tingduo heard Song Liyun say that there was no need to get married, she felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her body, leaving her cold from head to toe.
It turns out that she really doesn't want to get married.
Zhao Tingduo was anxious. He pulled Xiao An, who was threatening him, away and rushed to Song Liyun and said, "It's not that I didn't come. I was just two days late. You wanted to go back to Suijin Town without even asking, and you're so angry.
Do you regret it? You regret marrying into a tribe and suffering, instead of staying in Wu Dynasty and enjoying a comfortable life."
Song Liyun's eyes immediately turned red. She felt that her sincerity had been wasted, and her voice suddenly choked with sobs: "I do regret it. I regret running to this desolate beach and blowing the cold wind foolishly."
I regret having imagined that my efforts and understanding would be respected as they should be.”
She couldn't continue...
Zhao Tingduo grabbed Song Liyun's hand, veins popping out on his forehead as he spoke word by word, "You... do you know what I've been doing these days? I'm fighting for your future!"
Song Liyun was so hurt by his grip that she threw him away and said angrily, "What do you mean by my future? Isn't everything mine yours? Can I take away anything on the grassland? Don't use me as a cover!"
Speaking of pretexts, Song Liyun thought of the personal maid that Duke Anguo gave to Madam Wu Ya, who used herself as a pretext.
This father and son are indeed equally fake.
Song Liyun became more and more angry. She pushed Zhao Tingduo away and said, "Go away, go away, and don't look for me again!"
Zhao Tingduo was stunned and didn't move. Suddenly, he said, "Are you crying? You are crying!"
His anger disappeared instantly, and he raised his hand to wipe the tears from Song Liyun's face.
Song Liyun carelessly pushed his hand away, and now that she had said this, she didn't care: "Duke Anguo sent a few beautiful maids to Madam Wuya, and he meant them to be for me.
You all just use my name, but in fact you all have your own agenda.
Those maids are all good, beautiful and obedient..."
Zhao Tingduo suddenly laughed and didn't let Song Liyun say anything. Instead, she hugged her, held the back of her head and kissed her directly.
The words were stuck in her throat and Song Liyun froze instantly.
The world went quiet, and she felt dizzy. The only thing she could hear was the buzzing in her head and the pounding of her heart.
Not far away, Elder Shan, who had just been running around in a panic when he saw the two men arguing, stroked his beard and chuckled, "That's good, this silly boy has finally come to his senses.
How can a man quarrel with a woman?
Just as a pony must be tamed before it can be ridden, so too must a woman be tamed before she can be obeyed! Let’s go, let’s go!”
Madam Yun patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, saying with both joy and worry, "Young Master...it's better to explain it clearly to the young lady as soon as possible!"
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