“This is my grandmother. If you dare to touch her, I’ll fight you to the death.” Yang Ruotong showed no weakness.
Xiao Kui was still a little drunk, but when he saw Yang Ruotong, he immediately smiled broadly.
"Isn't this Ruotong? I've come to pick you up. I've prepared a sedan chair carried by eight men. Come with me."
"Xiao Kui, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I agree to marry you? My husband is Zhao Xian. I'm currently visiting my parents' home. My grandmother has come to pick me up, and I should go home now. Get out of my way."
"You have no choice in this matter. Your brother has already agreed to marry you to me. He has already accepted my betrothal gifts. You are mine now. Come with me now."
"Parents should make the decisions about their children. My parents have already betrothed me to the Zhao family. My brother's words don't count at all. I want to go back to the Zhao family now."
"Haha, now you have no choice but to come with me."
After Xiao Kui finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Yang Ruotong's wrist, trying to pull her into his arms.
"That's not up to you." A cold voice rang out from behind Xiao Kui.
The voice was incredibly powerful, and Xiao Kui couldn't help but shudder. He seemed to sober up a bit. Just as he was about to turn around, a strong hand grabbed his neck.
Grandma Zhao was extremely nervous at this moment. Zhao Cheng's appearance made her overjoyed, knowing that Zhao Xian had brought people over and that her mission was complete.
As she relaxed all of a sudden, Mrs. Zhao collapsed.
Seeing that Old Mrs. Zhao was about to collapse, Yang Ruotong was terrified and quickly helped her up.
"Grandma, what's wrong? Don't scare me." Yang Ruotong cried.
"I'm fine. Xian'er is here. He's here to take you home," Grandma Zhao said with a smile.
"My husband is here. Is he going to take me home?" Yang Ruotong quickly looked up and went outside. She didn't see Zhao Xian, but she saw a tall man carrying Xiao Kui like a chick, walking towards the gate of the courtyard.
"Who is he? He's so strong." Yang Ruotong had never seen anyone with such strength before.
“It’s Xian’er’s guard, Zhao Cheng. Let’s go out and see.” After saying that, Old Madam Zhao and Yang Ruotong walked out of the courtyard.
Zhao Cheng carried Xiao Kui outside. The twenty-odd people who were welcoming the wedding had never seen such a scene before. A living person weighing two or three hundred pounds was just grabbed by the neck and carried out like this. Was this even human?
Zhao Cheng looked at the eight-bearer sedan chair and casually tossed Xiao Kui over it.
With a loud crash, the eight-bearer sedan chair was smashed to pieces. Xiao Kui lay on the wrecked sedan chair, letting out painful howls.
The wedding party had never seen anything like this before. If this person caught them and did the same thing, they would be in big trouble.
The wedding party scattered and fled, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
After doing all this, Zhao Cheng took the reins from the guard, led the tall horse, and stood behind Zhao Xian.
Mother and sister had gotten off the carriage and were standing beside Zhao Xian. Old Mrs. Zhao and Yang Ruotong were standing at the gate of the courtyard, watching them.
"Sister-in-law, I've come to take you home," Zhao Lingling called out, and ran towards Yang Ruotong.
After such a long time, Yang Ruotong was moved to tears upon seeing her aunt again, and she hugged Zhao Lingling tightly.
Li Chun'e followed closely behind, took Yang Ruotong's hand and said, "Ruotong, I'm sorry you've suffered."
Upon seeing Li Chun'e, Yang Ruotong's tears of grievance flowed again.
Li Chun'e looked Yang Ruotong up and down and realized that she hadn't had a good time at her parents' home during this period. Since marrying into the Zhao family, her daughter-in-law had suffered a lot of grievances, and the Zhao family had indeed let her down.
Li Chun'e wiped away the tears in her eyes and gently comforted her:
"Ruotong, it's all over now, don't cry, Mom will take you home."
"Thank you, Mother," Yang Ruotong nodded, her tears turning into a smile.
At this moment, Old Mrs. Zhao walked to Zhao Xian's side and gave him a push.
"Xian'er, what are you still standing there for? This is your wife. Don't you recognize her? Go and take a look."
At this moment, Zhao Xian looked like a boiled crab, his face flushed red, and he didn't dare to look at Yang Ruotong at all.
Yang Ruotong slowly raised her head and began to look at Zhao Xian. She found that he had changed a lot from the past. She could no longer see his old-fashioned face. What appeared before her was a masculine aura, and he was much more handsome than before.
Yang Ruotong was overjoyed; this was exactly what she wanted to see.
Seeing Zhao Xian's flushed face, Yang Ruotong was puzzled. When did her husband become so shy?
Yang Ruotong wiped away her tears, composed herself, and walked towards Zhao Xian with a smile.
The people on the boat weren't in a hurry, but the people on the shore were frantic. Seeing Zhao Xian like this, Old Mrs. Zhao became anxious.
She gave Zhao Xian another push from behind, and Zhao Xian took two steps forward.
The two finally locked eyes, and Zhao Xiancai carefully examined Yang Ruotong.
Yang Ruotong has a well-proportioned figure, beautiful face, and elegant temperament. Such looks would make her a standard beauty in any era.
"Ruotong, you've been wronged. I'll take you home, and from now on, our family will live a good life together. I won't let you suffer any more grievances." Zhao Xian's voice was very soft and gentle.
“Okay, my husband, let’s go home,” Yang Ruotong replied softly.
At this moment, Yang Dahai and Sun Shi came out of the house. What had just happened had terrified them. The couple were honest and hardworking farmers who had never seen such a scene before. They felt as if the sky was falling.
I only dared to come out of the house after things had calmed down outside.
As soon as she stepped outside, she saw Li Chun'e and immediately went to greet her.
"Let's all come inside and talk. Don't stand outside," Yang Dahai said. There were onlookers all around, and he didn't want the villagers to laugh at his family.
The group then went inside, and Zhao Cheng and his family soldiers brought in the gifts they had brought.
One hundred taels of silver, a string of pearls, a string of agate, and two bolts of silk were all laid out on the table, leaving the bride's family dumbfounded. It seemed the Zhao family had become wealthy.
These things on the table were too valuable; they were a rare sight for people in the countryside. When He looked at the extremely rare pearls and agates, her eyes lit up. She took the pearls and agates in her hand, looked at them from left to right, and then put them on her wrist.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Lingling immediately shouted.
"The pearls and agates were given to you by your mother, not to you."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mrs. He had no choice but to remove the pearls and agates from her wrist and place them on the table.
"I just wanted to see who said I was going to take it," Mrs. He said, not forgetting to glare at Zhao Lingling.
The two large silver ingots on the table were very eye-catching. They were official silver, bearing the official seal of the government, something ordinary people could never see.
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