The Prime Minister's worst possible outcome: His time-traveling wife wants a divorce.

"It's ridiculous. He thought that those gentry officials would look up to us when he became such a small official?" Miss Ding's voice was very soft, but she also revealed her helplessness, "In order to consolidate my strength, Daddy sent me... Betrothed to a colleague as his wife. He is... the same age as my father."

"What?" Bu Nian's eyes widened, "So, at the lakeside that day, Mr. Tian wanted to take Miss away? But if you remember correctly, Miss Tian rejected Mr. Tian."

"Don't read it..." Miss Ding sighed, "I don't want to harm him. If I get caught..."

She glanced at Miss Ding without embarrassment, so she made such a choice.

It's fate.A living life.

"Miss, don't read can help you."

"Help me?" Miss Ding trembled, and her expression that was originally dead and silent was ignited with life.

"Miss, I don't want to marry you for Miss." I don't want to return Miss Ding with a reassuring smile, "We are still a few days away from the wedding, if Mr. Tian is willing, there is still time for Miss to escape."

As soon as she didn't read these words, Miss Ding's face became extremely pale again, she shook her head again and again: "No... no..."

"Why not! Miss, you would rather die than marry that old man, then you run away! You only have one life, you don't care about the consequences, what happens, and then find a way to solve it!"

Miss Ding, who had never heard such rebellious words, stared blankly, and after a long time, she nodded viciously as if mustering up great courage.

Bu Nian heaved a sigh of relief, and told Ms. Ding's ear her plan.

In a blink of an eye, the day of Miss Ding's marriage came joyfully, and the whole Ding's residence was decorated with lanterns, festoons, gongs and drums.

In the boudoir, the usually gentle Miss Ding was losing her temper.

"Oh, how did you comb my hair! It hurts so much, get out!"

"How did you prepare these clothes? Get out, everyone out!"

"Come on, call me Bu Nian, and I want her to serve you when I dress up!"

Hearing Miss Ding's words, the maidservants bowed and backed away, even they couldn't figure out why Miss Ding suddenly changed her temper.A few old women still wanted to say something, but they were stared at by Miss Ding and hurriedly saluted and left.

"Miss." Bu Nian walked into the house and closed the door vigilantly.

Miss Ding recovered in a panic: "Don't read..."

He didn't want to wave his hand, signaling Miss Ding to change clothes with him.After a while, Miss Ding, who was originally wearing a red robe, has turned into a little girl with the appearance of a maid. As for Bu Nian, she changed into Miss Ding's wedding dress.

There was a light knock on the door: "Miss! The auspicious time is coming, how about we come in and help you?"

At this moment, both Miss Ding and Bu Nian had sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"No one is allowed to come in! I'll get dressed soon!" Miss Ding shouted hastily.

After saying that, Miss Ding hurriedly picked up the mahogany comb again, and combed Bu Nian's hair into a simple bun.The exquisite red bead curtain blocked Bu Nian's beautiful face.When it was only a matter of time before the red hijab, Miss Ding hesitated.

Bu Nian lowered his voice and said: "Miss, don't be afraid. At that time, many servants will hug me and get on the sedan chair. You just need to lower your head and go straight to the side door. Mr. Tian is already waiting there!" A big hug.

For Bu Nian, Miss Ding was the first person she met here.Although she was a master and servant who had only been together for more than a month, Ms. Ding treated her kindly.After parting now, it might be difficult for her to see Miss Ding again, and whether she can escape the wedding is another matter.

But...she couldn't just watch Miss Ding die like this.

Bu Nian smiled at Miss Ding, took the red hijab and put it on her forehead, and then shouted to the people outside the room: "Come in."

As soon as the voice fell, a group of people poured in from outside the house.Although she couldn't see the bride's face, she still praised her again and again.

No one questioned too much, and with the support of the matchmaker, Bu Nian cautiously walked outside the house.

Accompanied by ancient music and the sound of gongs and drums, Bu Nian got on the sedan chair.Although it is in the same city, it still takes a while to carry it by manpower.

Along the way, the matchmaker chattered endlessly about the advantages of the person she married, and couldn't help but rolled her eyes.At this moment, she is still "selling herself and boasting", this matchmaker has enough professional ethics.

I don't know how long it took to be carried, but Bu Nian almost fell asleep, only vaguely felt the ground tremble, and the sedan chair was placed on the ground.

"Hey, ma'am, come out."

Hearing this voice that made goosebumps drop to the ground, Bu Nian only felt a chill.Gritting her teeth, just as she stretched out her hand, she was held back by a pair of rough hands.

"Be careful, be careful."

Bu Nian reluctantly walked out of the sedan chair, and before he had taken a few steps, someone suddenly shouted: "Catch the thief! Catch the thief!"

He raised his head in perplexity, but his eyes were completely black because of the red cloth.Vaguely felt that the voice seemed to be heard somewhere.

"Catch the thief! There is a thief! Help catch the thief!"

There seemed to be commotion throughout the wedding, and even the groom seemed dumbfounded.

Before the matchmaker had time to call out the second step of "crossing the brazier", someone grabbed her with her other hand.Caught off guard, the groom watched Bu Nian being grabbed by someone suddenly, and ran out like crazy.

What, what's the situation? !

After running for a long way, the people in the groom's mansion came to their senses and shouted "The bride was robbed!" "Someone robbed the bride!"

Without giving Bu Nian a chance to breathe, the visitor dragged Bu Nian and ran all the way.While running, Bu Nian's red hijab was blown off by the wind, and through the red bead strings blocking his sight, Bu Nian vaguely saw a red figure from behind.Bu Nian just felt that this figure seemed familiar.

At this time, the first word that came to her mind was "marriage snatching".

Isn't it so miserable? !It's fine if she accidentally travels through the wrong time, but it's rare to get married and be robbed? !But the point is, she is not Miss Ding herself!

"Hey, wrong, wrong, I'm not..."

Just as Bu Nian was about to explain, the man had already led her into the bushes.

After breaking into the bushes, Bu Nian realized that someone was already waiting inside.

Bai Zhe's skin, handsome face, purple robe.The person waiting is Yuan Shao!

"Meng De, you really... robbed the bride?!"

Mend? !The pupils who don't want to read can't help but tighten, is it Cao Mengde who snatched the kiss?Could it be that he fell in love with Miss Ding because of a chance encounter at the market that day?Then she is really guilty.

Before he could confirm who the person who snatched the marriage was, there was a shout from behind: "Found it! Here! Here! Come!"

Bu Nian looked behind him, pale with fright.Dozens of domestic servants chased after him, and some even rode horses.It's too bad, she won't be soaked in a pig cage!