Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

In order to better gain the master's attention, Baichuan boasted:

"Sir, you are so handsome today, with an outstanding appearance."

"If it's Miss Chu, oh no, now it should be called Madam."

"If the young lady saw you like this, she would definitely not be able to take her eyes off you."

"Meng Wenjin" smiled, hummed softly, took out a silver ingot from his purse and threw it into his palm.

"Happy."

"Thank you, Master. I hope you and the young lady will live in harmony and grow old together."

Baichuan stuffed the silver ingots into his belt and said a lot of auspicious words.

"Meng Wenjin" stood up and waved to Baichuan and another attendant to wait outside the door:

"You guys go out first, I'll tidy up my clothes and come out right away."

There was only "Meng Wenjin" left in the room?

wrong.

"Meng Wenjin" walked to a wall in the room that was slightly darker in color, found a place where the pattern was different from the other bricks, and pressed hard.

The wall cracked, revealing a narrow space.

"Meng Wenjin" stepped in and lit an oil lamp. The flickering flame illuminated the space inside.

There is another Meng Wenjin here.

Meng Wenjin was wearing a somewhat messy pajamas, and seemed to be still asleep, when she was grabbed and thrown into this space.

His hands were tied behind his back with thick straw ropes and a handkerchief was roughly stuffed into his mouth.

Seeing someone coming in, Meng Wenjin blinked. When he saw the person's attire, he was so shocked and angry that he didn't care about the scarf covering his mouth and made a "mmm" sound.

"Meng Wenjin" squatted down, without taking the handkerchief out of his mouth, and spoke to himself:

"Did you hear what Baichuan said? I will live in harmony with the young lady until we grow old together."

Hearing his words, Meng Wenjin became even more excited. Even though her mouth was blocked tightly, she could still make intermittent sounds.

"Cheng...Feng, uh, uh, you...don't...do that to...Xiaoyun, uh."

Although his words were incoherent, "Meng Wenjin" understood what he meant.

He laughed disdainfully and said:

"Brother, I have told you my life story. We are twins, but I was born a moment earlier than you, so of course I got married before you."

"The Marquis' Mansion, the position of an official in the capital, and the person you love will all belong to me."

"This is what the Marquisate owes me. You have taken so many things that belong to me. Now, you should pay me back."

Meng Wenjin stopped struggling.

He thought of what Que Yu had said to him when he was arrested, and there was confusion, doubt, guilt and pain in his eyes.

Having studied the teachings of saints for more than ten years, these things were a huge blow to him.

If it is true, Meng Wenjin wants to make up for this brother who was pushed into the fire by his parents for his own life.

He can give up power and official position.

Sister Xiaoyun, no!

Meng Wenjin began to struggle again, and he tried hard to open his mouth, trying to convey this meaning to him.

Unfortunately, Que Yu doesn’t need it.

His brows were stern and he clapped his hands. A guard in black clothes appeared in the small space.

"Meng Wenjin, I don't care about anything in the Meng Mansion. I just want to destroy everything in yours and the Meng family."

"The more pain you suffer, the happier I am."

"Don't worry, I will treat your sister Xiaoyun very well and make her and I a perfect couple."

Seeing the pain in Meng Wenjin's eyes growing more and more intense, Que Yu actually laughed happily out loud.

But in a moment, he stopped laughing and gave his opponent an order:

"Take him to the secret room and lock him up. Remember, tell him everything I do every day."

The Xuanyiwei men dragged Meng Wenjin, who was unwilling to leave, into a secret passage that had been dug recently and locked him up.

Que Yu straightened his clothes which were wrinkled from squatting and walked out of the room.

When Baichuan saw his master coming out, he quickly bowed.

"Let's go and welcome the bride."

Although he felt that his master's aura had become a little terrifying at this time, he did not think much about it and followed his instructions to lead him to sit on the tall horse to marry the bride.

Before leaving, Que Yu turned around and looked meaningfully into the room that had not been closed.

Only when he sensed that the sound in the secret room had disappeared did he turn around, mount his horse, and go to marry his bride.

Ten miles long of red wedding gowns, a sedan chair carried by eight people, and the lively sound of suonas poured into the Chu residence.

Chu Xiaoyun, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, heard the sound getting closer and closer, and somehow her heart skipped a beat.

She held her chest, grabbed her mother's hand that was combing her hair, and said in a helpless voice:

"Mother, I don't know why, but I feel a little flustered."

Mother Chu smiled and said, "It's normal to be a little nervous about getting married, don't be afraid, Ayun."

Seeing her daughter dressed up so beautifully in the mirror, Mother Chu's eyes suddenly became moist. She suppressed the tears and leaned over to hug her daughter.

"If anyone in the Meng Mansion bullies you, or if Meng Wenjin treats you badly, just go home, okay?"

"Mother and father don't care about those empty names, and they don't need you to eat, so don't let yourself be wronged."

Chu Xiaoyun agreed with sobs, feeling only reluctant to leave her parents.

"The groom is coming, stop him quickly."

"We can't let him go with Xiao Yun so easily."

Outside the room, the sound of sisters' laughter could be heard.

Chu's mother quickly took the veil and covered her daughter's head with it, then after a step-by-step ceremony, she sent her out of the house.

Chu Xiaoyun sat in the bridal sedan, listening to the congratulations from outside and Brother Wen Jin's gentle voice. The nervousness she had just felt turned into a faint happiness and joy that spread from the bottom of her heart.

When Meng Wenjin was arranging the wedding, Que Yu followed beside her and learned all the procedures clearly.

Now he and Chu Xiaoyun completed all the ceremonies smoothly.

Soon, it was time to enter the bridal chamber.

Many people crowded into the room, and the room suddenly became noisy.

There was also the joking voice of Yin Qian. She was a reckless person and followed the young man who was on good terms with Meng Wenjin into the bridal chamber.

"My little cousin's wife must be very beautiful today, cousin, please take off the veil quickly, please take off the veil quickly."

Chu Xiaoyun's sight was obscured by a red patch. Listening to Yin Qian's voice, she felt embarrassed and annoyed, with her hands entangled together.

Meng Wenjin has a gentle temperament.

At this moment, Que Yu acted as he had done, was pushed by the person behind him and staggered, and walked towards Chu Xiaoyun with the scale bar in hand.

The veil was lifted, revealing Chu Xiaoyun's face, which was as beautiful as peach blossoms in March.

The scene in front of her suddenly became bright. Chu Xiaoyun raised her eyes and met Que Yu's dark eyes. Ripples suddenly appeared in her watery eyes and her red lips curled up.

Que Yu was suddenly stunned, and in an instant he completely forgot what he was going to do next.

"What a beautiful bride."

"The bride smiled."

The booing noise woke up the stunned people.

Que Yu saw the person biting his lip nervously and lowering his head amid the booing, and he stood up suddenly and tricked everyone in the room out.

"Alright, alright, now that you've seen the bride, let's go out. There's a banquet in front, everyone, hurry up and don't miss the time."

He didn't know what Meng Wenjin would do at this moment. His actions and words at this moment were reactions made without any thought.

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The author has something to say in this chapter, which is some explanation about the second male lead. I will post it after I finish writing it (it may pop up in Tomato a little later).