After the princess was reborn, she kissed the ruthless kidnapper

Shen Changle helped Jiang Ci'an out of the bedroom.

The village is already decorated with lights and is filled with joy.

The vermilion silk stretched from the gate of the village to the main hall, dancing in the wind.

The brothers stood on both sides.

They all wore newer clothes.

Some are even out of season, too thick or too thin.

But it is obvious that these clothes have been carefully preserved and have only been worn a few times.

Shen Changle knew.

The reason why everyone acted like this was not only because of the importance they attached to the wedding;

It is also out of respect for Jiang Ci'an.

As the second-in-command, he is very popular among the soldiers.

No wonder he was able to lead the bandits all the way into the imperial city in his previous life!

She looked up at his angular jaw with pride.

Smile like a flower.

He noticed the burning gaze.

He tilted his head and lowered his gaze.

Meeting the admiration and pride in her eyes.

Seeing this made his heart itch, and the corners of his lips twitched unconsciously.

Their eyes met, and the light shone.

The man is talented and the woman is beautiful, they are a perfect match.

It was really the envy of everyone.

Calculating the time, Zhu Jiuxing took two quick steps forward.

He interrupted their eye contact and helped Jiang Ci'an away.

"Okay, sister-in-law, lend me the second in command for a moment. I'm almost late for the auspicious time!"

Shen Changle smiled and nodded, thinking:

This wedding was held in such a hurry, and they even chose an auspicious time?

Don't think too much.

Wang Po also came over with a red veil and smiled kindly.

"Second Madam, let me take you to the main hall!"

"Okay, thank you."

Put the veil on her head.

Wang Po supported her and walked towards the main room amid the cheers of her brothers.

In the hall, a newlywed couple walked in surrounded by people.

The bride was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and her pretty face was faintly visible under the red veil, revealing a bit of shyness and anticipation.

The groom was also wearing a red brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist. He had an upright posture, and his brows showed heroism and heroism.

The big boss sat in the hall, smiling faintly, his eyes dark, and no one knew what he was planning.

The brothers around him kept cheering, their faces filled with joy.

In the center of the lobby, red candles were burning, and the candlelight illuminated the entire room like daylight.

"The auspicious time has arrived, the newlyweds are about to perform their ceremony!"

As Uncle Wang's loud voice rang out, the newlyweds began to worship in the hall.

"I bow to heaven and earth and thank them for the gift of a good marriage!"

The two newlyweds bowed reverently toward the door.

"Second tribute to the mountain god, may the mountain god always bless Weihu!"

The head of the family and several elderly men sat on the throne, accepting the greetings of the newlyweds.

"The couple bows to each other, wishing the newlyweds love and long life together!"

The two men bowed to each other.

Shen Changle deliberately raised her eyes, and her playful gaze just met his.

Unlike her playful expression, Jiang Ci'an's gaze was full of affection.

Shen Changle was stunned.

Suddenly became gentle.

She thought, in this life, they would be like an oath -

Grow old together and be together forever.

Then, the smile on his lips deepened.

Jiang Ci'an lowered his eyelashes calmly.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, he straightened up.

He picked her up sideways and carried her into the bridal chamber with his hands against her chest.

Then he put her on the bed.

Zhu Jiuxing, Zhao Dasheng and others rushed in and took Jiang Ci'an away.

Shen Changle was worried about him and raised her hand to hold his cold palm.

"Ci'an, you're still injured. Drink less and come back soon."

Jiang Ci'an looked at the tender little hand wrapped in the rough big hand.

Hold gently.

Through the red veil, I imagined her charming little face.

He hummed softly.

He also made Zhu Jiuxing and others laugh at him.

"Sister-in-law is in a hurry to lift the veil!"

"No, the Second Madam is anxious to have her wedding night!"

The brothers were joking without knowing the extent of the situation, and were glared at by Jiang Ci'an in a protective manner.

Seeing that they stopped talking nonsense, he adjusted his expression and turned back to comfort them in a gentle tone:

"Eat something if you're hungry. I'll be back soon."

Upon hearing this, the second in command's voice even changed.

The brothers couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

They winked at each other teasingly.

"I can tell at a glance that the Second Master will definitely love his wife in the future..."

Before Zhu Jiuxing could finish his sentence, Jiang Ci'an grabbed him by the collar and dragged him away.

With a creak, the door opened and closed.

The room fell silent.

But there was a red veil and a thin door panel between them.

Shen Changle could still faintly hear the noise outside the house.

Do not know why.

She was a little uneasy.

Clearly, everything was going according to her plan.

But why was she so nervous?

She was still playing with the jade bracelet Jiang Ci'an gave her.

She reviewed and traced back.

Thinking about the past one thing at a time...

Finally found out what was wrong!

Isn’t this happy event too smooth?

Even if the boss allowed Jiang Ci'an to marry her for some reason;

But Yang Xiaocui is definitely not a steady person!

She would never believe that she would not do anything to stop this wedding!

So, if she is Yang Xiaocui...

What would she do?

Before she could figure it out.

Then I heard the door open.

Is Jiang Ci'an back?

So fast?

She asked doubtfully:

"Farewell?"

The breath paused, and the footsteps quickened.

"You were the one who called me Ci'an? Go to hell! You're a vixen who only knows how to seduce men!!"

Yang Xiaocui rushed forward with a dagger in her hand.

Shen Changle lifted her veil and dodged to the side.

She came up empty-handed.

"Yang Xiaocui, are you crazy? If you really kill me, the entire Wohu Mountain will be buried with you!"

But Yang Xiaocui couldn't hear anything.

Waving the dagger wildly.

Cutting and chopping.

Shen Changle dodged left and right, but was finally scratched on the arm.

She saw that Yang Xiaocui had gone crazy.

Ran to the door, trying to leave.

But she found that the door was locked.

This guy……

Is it necessary to kill her today?

Shen Changle was still pushing the door when Yang Xiaocui pounced on him again.

She had no choice but to move sideways.

But she pressed him onto the table again.

The dagger, flashing with cold light, was hanging just two inches above the tip of his nose.

Shen Changle's upper arm was still bleeding, but she didn't care about the pain.

He grabbed Yang Xiaocui's wrists with both hands and resisted desperately.

But how could she, who was so spoiled, compare in strength to Yang Xiaocui, who came from a family of bandits?

I could only try to persuade her again.

He gritted his teeth and uttered a few words.

"If you kill me...will Jiang Ci'an like you?"

But it seems to have the opposite effect.

Yang Xiaocui's anger level became even higher.

Her eyes were bloodshot and she was gritting her teeth.

"What do you care? I'll drag you down with me even if I have to die!"

The dagger dropped another inch.

Only then did Shen Changle realize that she actually wanted to die with her!

My arm aches and the bleeding doesn't stop.

Shen Changle's strength was exhausted.

The dagger slid down little by little.

Just when she thought she was going to die!

Jiang Ci'an broke in as if he had a telepathic connection with her.

From the very beginning, he was feeling very nervous.

I sneaked back and found that the door was locked!

He kicked the door open.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Yang Xiaocui, with a ferocious face, pressing his newlywed young wife on the table.

When I saw Shen Changle's torn wedding dress and the blood stains again.

He lost his mind in an instant.

He raised his hand and pulled down the decorative silver knife hanging on the wall.

Fly over.

The silver knife pierced Yang Xiaocui's heart and nailed her to the wall.

Until her death, her eyes were fixed on Jiang Ci'an.

From shock to gradually losing light, pupils dilated...