Chapter 722: drunk woman
"You guessed right, Han'er is indeed my son. Our group is just out to play, because the collapse of the Tianhe Bridge will hinder the road, otherwise we would have already left Huocheng."
Speaking of which, it is all fate. If they leave, Ning Yun may still be trapped in the drunken red building and see the sun. Where will there be a moment when the red tent is now?
Seeing how peaceful and content she looked now, Feng Yinshuang felt that she should not tell the truth.
Because after marriage, she will definitely live a very happy life, and there will be a husband who will love her forever, and he will always stay by her side and never leave her.
Let her find out the truth by herself.
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Early the next morning, firecrackers sounded, and there was a cheerful scene outside.
There is a red carpet on the ground, and the big red lantern at the door is pasted with a delicately cut "囍" character, so you can tell at a glance that a wedding is being held.
Feng Yinshuang finished dressing for Ning Yun, put on her wedding dress, and put the wedding tent over her head in person.
Speaking of which, she has already experienced two marriages in the past half month!
The first time was naturally for Hongluan. At that time, she still felt a little sad, and she had a feeling of marrying her daughter and worries about her future marriage life, but now it is different, she only has joy and blessings in her heart.
He personally helped Ning Yun out the door and put her on the sedan chair.
Lin Yuanwai and Ning old man sat on the high seat to accept the newcomer's worship. After all the etiquette was over, the two officially became husband and wife.
In this way, the merit is complete!
Feng Yinshuang and others wanted to leave, but they were too kind. They had to let her stay and drink the wedding wine before leaving.
This wine is brewed from pure sorghum. It doesn't feel like drinking at first, but it has a lot of stamina.
Before she knew it, it was the afternoon. When Feng Yinshuang was helped by Hongluan to the carriage, she was already drunk and dizzy.
A slender, jade-like hand stretched out from inside, directly wrapped around her waist, supported her almost unsteady body, and hugged her inside.
Hongluan didn't say much, just drove away.
In the carriage, Feng Yinshuang's cheeks were burning red, and she was lying drowsy in that familiar embrace, but she didn't feel anything.
Smelling the smell of alcohol on her body, the man frowned slightly and pulled the veil off her face.
"Who allowed you to go out and drink so much alcohol, eh??"
"I want to drink...and..." Feng Yinshuang murmured unconsciously.
They had been together for so long, and he had never seen her like this before. In his impression, she was not bad at drinking. How much did she drink when she was so drunk? Why didn't Hongluan stop her?
Soon they arrived in the small courtyard. He carried her out in person, and walked into the room where she lived.
Hongluan watched this scene with an expression on her face, then silently went to tie up the carriage and horse, and went to the kitchen to boil hot water.
After a while, the sound of vomiting was heard in the room.
The man threw her dirty clothes out the door with a sullen face. Just as he was about to order, he saw that Hongluan had put several buckets of steaming water at the door.
She is caring, and she is not in vain with this woman's master and servant, and takes her with her wherever she goes.
It was hard to get a chance to get along again. It was indeed when she was drunk that he couldn't tell how he felt in his heart. Even if the life and fragrance were displayed in front of him, he could only restrain the thoughts in his heart. Resigned to wash her clothes, and then carried her to the bed.