Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

After leaving Da'ao Village, Hua Murong and his group continued on their journey.

During the trip, they passed through several villages. Although there were some trivial quarrels and disputes, they were not a big deal. Instead, they became spectators.

On this day, they came to Qingshui Village.

Compared with the villages I visited before, Qingshui Village can be called a large village with more than a hundred households, each with no less than five people, totaling seven or eight hundred people.

There are many people, and there are many disputes. Especially, the influence of the clans here is greater than that of the government. Even if Hua Murong and his group had not been involved in the turmoil for no reason, they had planned to stay here for a few more days.

This is what happened.

Hua Murong and his party were moving forward normally on the official road when they heard the sound of music and drums coming from the front. The tune sounded like the music used for the wedding reception.

Without Hua Murong's orders, the person who was exploring the way ahead directly commanded the team to give way.

I thought the two groups would just pass each other by and never meet again in this life.

Unexpectedly, just when the front half of the two teams intersected about ten steps away, the wedding sedan suddenly shook, and a red figure jumped out. Before everyone was shocked and could react, it dodged left and right among the crowd welcoming the bride and rushed out of the crowd in a flash.

Hua Murong's subordinates are not ordinary people. Although they were surprised by the sudden incident at first, they would not easily let a stranger approach their master.

The bride, dressed in her wedding gown, had already left her veil in the sedan chair, and her pretty face without makeup was exposed to everyone. However, her slightly messy wedding gown and messy hairstyle made it seem that something was wrong with this marriage.

This also means that the bride being held in their crotch was being forced.

If it were in the past, they would definitely not let her stand in front of them and would have thrown her back to where she came from.

Now that their master has a new identity, and they are still on the land of Guyang County, if someone really forces the girl, as the magistrate of Guyang County, their master certainly cannot stand idly by.

Although some people were still stopping the bride, someone went to the carriage to report the situation to Hua Murong.

While Hua Murong was trying to find out what was going on, the wedding procession manager had already arrived and wanted to take the bride back by force, but was stopped by Hua Bei.

"That's our young lady. Please don't meddle in her business." The steward saw that the other party had a lot of people and each of them looked difficult to deal with, so he didn't dare to use force. However, he had always been flattered and was unwilling to bow to a stranger. His face was stern and his tone revealed strength.

Hua Bei didn't look at him, his eyes fell on the bride's face: "Are you their young lady?"

The bride shook her head repeatedly, fearing that if she answered too late, her only hope would be dashed.

"No, I'm not. The Lai family relied on their family's power and influence to bully an orphan like me. They wanted to capture me to bring good luck to their sickly young master."

"You forced her?" Hua Bei turned to look at the manager with a cold face and an intimidating aura that was chilling. The manager immediately broke out in a cold sweat and his face turned pale.

He was not so frightened even when facing his master. The young man in front of him was just a servant, but he had such a powerful aura. It can be imagined that his master was not an ordinary person.

He might have provoked a big shot who is not easy to deal with today.

The manager swallowed hard and racked his brains to handle the matter properly, otherwise he would probably die here.