After saying goodbye to Shuangshuang, the two continued to move forward, without a purpose or direction, just going wherever they wanted.

Zhongyuan Yidianhong felt that it was better to have no purpose, so that the old man He Daoren would have no idea how to find them.

Oh, he's so mad.

When passing by a small town, I found a group of people blocking the road, blocking my way.

Ye Qingwan lifted the curtain and walked out, and found that Honghong had already run to the roof of the carriage to watch the fun.

"What are they doing?" Ye Qingwan also wanted to climb up, but the roof of the carriage was very slippery. She struggled several times but couldn't get up.

Honghong reached out and pulled her up, pointing to a building not far away and saying, "Someone is throwing a ball of embroidery."

Ye Qingwan looked over and saw a young girl standing on the pavilion, holding a hydrangea with fluttering ribbons in her hand. She wanted to throw it to the left, then to the right, but couldn't make up her mind.

"Will you marry whoever the bouquet lands on?" I've only seen this kind of thing on TV, but I didn't expect it to be true. There are really people who would just throw away their most important life event like this.

"That's the principle," said Honghong.

"What if she gets a beggar? Will she still marry him?" Ye Qingwan didn't believe it. How could there be such a stupid person?

Honghong flicked her head and said, "Are you stupid? Look at her, she's looking left and right, obviously choosing something."

"And for people like this who throw embroidered balls, it means that the girl has already had a crush on someone. But they are not a good match, so they make a scene like this. When the embroidered ball is thrown to him, the girl's parents will have to accept it even if they don't want to."

"Ah!" Ye Qingwan suddenly felt bored. Isn't this just undecided? "Maybe there is an agent of that lady among this group of people. If the man she likes can't be snatched away, she can ask the agent to snatch him away."

Hong Hong smiled and said, "You can guess this? You are smart."

So, that’s it?!

Eh, that's boring.

"Let's go." Ye Qingwan pulled him and asked him to take her down.

"Not watching anymore?"

"What's so good about it if it's not decided?"

Honghong didn't say anything else, she hugged her and jumped down. Then he drove the carriage around them, and Ye Qingwan sat next to him.

Just as they were passing the attic, suddenly a black object flew over from a distance and smashed into Ye Qingwan's arms, making a tinkling sound like a silver bell.

Ye Qingwan lowered her head and saw a colorful ball falling right into her arms.

I looked up in surprise, and instantly met an equally surprised, red face.

Before they could react, a group of people dressed like servants surrounded their carriage.

Thinking they were going to fight, Hong Hong's first reaction was to pull Ye Qingwan behind her and stand in front of them: "What? Want to fight?"

As a result, the group of people suddenly bowed respectfully to Ye Qingwan and called out loudly, "Son-in-law."

what the fuck?

Ye Qingwan was confused, and Honghong was also confused.

The two looked at each other, with the expression on their faces saying, "Are you kidding us?"

"You... have recognized the wrong person, right?" Ye Qingwan asked hesitantly.

The servant seemed to have expected this, and said calmly, "You accepted my young lady's embroidered bouquet, so you must be my son-in-law, no doubt about it."

"But I'm a woman."

"Females are fine too."

Ye Qingwan: ...

Honghong: ...

Are the people in this small town so open-minded?

Ye Qingwan raised her head for some unknown reason and glanced at the pavilion. The young lady noticed her gaze and immediately left with her face covered shyly.

Seeing this, Ye Qingwan shuddered violently.

It’s over, Honghong, we’ve been tricked.

I finally understand why she threw the bouquet. She likes girls, and throwing the bouquet is just a cover.

Honghong seemed to have figured it out as well. She snatched the hydrangea and threw it back to them: "Fuck you."

After saying this, he whipped the horse. The horse felt pain and galloped away instantly.

A group of servants were caught off guard and instinctively made way, and the carriage rushed out in an instant.

As they ran, Honghong asked her, "Why are you catching the hydrangea?"

"I didn't catch it. It went right into my arms and I didn't even have time to react." Ye Qingwan felt so wronged.

"Does that mean she likes you?" Honghong frowned.

"Who knows." Ye Qingwan muttered.

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves from behind. Looking back, they saw a dozen people on horseback galloping towards them.

He chased her and shouted, "Sir, don't run away. You have to go back and marry the young lady."

Damn it!

Ye Qingwan was so confused that she quickly grabbed Honghong's sleeve and said, "Run, run..."

If you don't run, something strange will happen.

"Sit tight." Honghong said, and waved the reins vigorously. The carriage was driven by him with great force, almost flying.

Ye Qingwan staggered and immediately hugged his waist tightly.

But how could a carriage outrun a horse? Soon it was caught up and surrounded.

"Son-in-law, don't run away. If you run away, our young lady will be laughed at by the whole town."

Yes, yes, yes, your young lady will not be laughed at if she throws the bouquet to a woman, but she will be laughed at if the woman runs away.

What logic?!

These people are toxic.

Honghong was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. She hugged Ye Qingwan with her backhand, jumped lightly, and flew up in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, she landed on a treetop not far away, standing with her hands on her hips looking at them.

Come on, if you can catch up, you win.

Obviously they couldn't catch up, so they could only gather under the tree and kept shouting: "Son-in-law, please come down quickly, it's too high, it's dangerous."

Ye Qingwan put her arms around Honghong's neck and stuck out her tongue at them: "I won't come down, Lululu, come up if you have the guts."

"Come down." a group of people shouted.

"Come up." Ye Qingwan also shouted.

After shouting for half an hour, a young lady suddenly appeared under the tree. It was their daughter. She looked at Ye Qingwan anxiously on the tree and said, "Husband, please come down. It's dangerous."

"Who is your husband? Don't call me that." Ye Qingwan blushed when she called him that. Damn it, she was actually flirted with by a little girl.

"You accepted my hydrangea, so you are my husband."

"I didn't answer it. You forced it on me." Ye Qingwan was furious.

"Stop talking nonsense with them and let's go." Honghong said as she turned around, squatted slightly, and wanted to carry her on her back.

No more carriages.

Ye Qingwan climbed up without thinking, put her arms around his neck, and the two of them prepared to fly away.

The little girl suddenly shouted again: "Sister, don't leave. It's okay if you don't want to be my husband, but can you listen to me for a few words?"

Section 261

"What do you want to say?" Ye Qingwan asked her.

The little girl looked at the people around her and said hesitantly, "Come down, I'll tell you quietly."

Ye Qingwan didn't trust her very much: "You're not trying to trick me into going down and tie me up, are you?"

She smiled and said, "I'm not that mean."

Oh, that's hard to say. You can even force a hydrangea on me, so what else can't you do?

Zhang Wuji’s mother was right. The more beautiful a girl is, the more likely she is to lie.