Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

Hearing this, Feng Xing'er's face flushed suddenly.

"Miss, why...why did you suddenly start making fun of the servant girl?"

She doesn't want to fall in love with any young master, she just wishes to stay by Miss's side for the rest of her life and serve her.

"I heard that you and Wu Shisan have gotten very close recently?" Xia Beibei asked again.

Wu Shisan is not young anymore, and Feng Xing'er, too, it would be better to help the two of them, if she didn't say it, the two of them would not know how long they would be lingering.

"Miss, servant..."

"Xing'er, it's time to change the name to Princess Concubine."

Dongfang Yu came from outside the door. He was wearing a general's robe, but behind him was a red cloak.

"Yes, servant obeys, son, concubine, servant has seen... Sir, why are you still wearing armor? The auspicious time is coming soon." Feng Xing'er turned around and was startled when she saw Dongfang Yu's clothes.

He raised his eyes and looked outside, the auspicious time was almost here.

She suddenly became anxious.

"Bei'er, the matter between Xing'er and Shisan is not something we should talk about right now." Dongfang Yu walked to Xia Beibei's side and said softly.

His master is not married, like Wu Shisan, Wu Qi, and Wu Ba, do they dare to mention their lifelong events in front of him?

He guessed that the reason Shisan and the others were in such a hurry was that they had made all the preparations for his marriage with Belle before he gave his orders. They must be worrying for themselves.

"Everyone is waiting outside, I'll take you out."

"Yes." Xia Beibei nodded slightly.

Dongfang Yu bent down, hugged Xia Beibei horizontally, and strode out of the room.

"Hey, my lord, my concubine hasn't put on her red hijab yet, my lord, wait, wait." Seeing her young lady being carried out like this, Feng Xing'er felt anxious and wanted to chase her out.

However, thinking about it, I still haven't found Shi Zifei's red hijab, so I had no choice but to turn around and continue to search in the room.

"Why isn't it there? Did it fall off when picking up the wedding dress?" She couldn't help guessing.

"Xing'er, what are you doing, the prince and concubine have already gone to the front yard, why don't you follow?" At this time, Wu Shisan called out from the door.

"Brother Thirteen, have you seen the red hijab of Princess Concubine, why can't I find it anywhere?" Hearing Wu Shisan's voice, Feng Xing'er rushed to the door as if she had found a savior, and asked.

Wu Shisan: "..."

"What red hijab? You don't need to pray to heaven and earth, you don't need the red hijab, you hurry to the front, there are many things you have to do."

What red hijab, I have never prepared a red hijab at all, okay?

"What?" Feng Xing'er stared, her face full of astonishment.

"Don't be stupid anymore, hurry up and catch up." Wu Shisan had no choice but to give her a slight push.

"Oh, oh." Feng Xing'er came back to her senses, and quickly chased after her.

...

A banquet was already set up in the front yard, and the lieutenants, as well as some people familiar to Dongfang Yu, all came over, and everyone looked at the path leading to the back yard.

"Why don't you come here? Master Shizi doesn't want to have a fat boy with Concubine Shizi first?" A lieutenant said jokingly.

"Fuck you, don't speak such vulgar words, and the imperial concubine will hear you later, and punish you to drink a big jar of wine!" Another deputy general glared at him immediately when he heard his vulgar words.

But staring back and forth, the smile on his face didn't decrease by half.

"Punishment is fine, I am happy!" The lieutenant general said indifferently.

What's wrong with giving birth to a fat boy? That's the happiest thing. Could it be that he was wrong?

"Come on, come on, shut your beaks." A sharp-eyed general came towards them when he heard the sound of steady footsteps, and hurriedly reminded everyone.

Be careful to let Shizi hear their unspeakable words, and seal their mouths from speaking!

The next moment, all the voices disappeared miraculously. Even Dongfang Yu appeared in front of them holding Xia Beibei, they just dared to stare wide-eyed and dare not say anything.

"Why don't everyone talk, can't they make a sound?" Looking at the quiet scene, Xia Beibei felt as if she had come to the wrong place after being put down by Dongfang Yu.

How could the generals, who are usually careless and not too noisy, be so quiet when they have something to say?

This was really the strangest thing, and she couldn't help but wonder whether these people were drugged by Dongfang Yu and couldn't speak.

Uh... On a happy day, she can't think about these bad things.

"Don't pay attention to them, these guys, it's best if they don't talk." Dongfang Yu helped her to sit on the main seat, and he sat down himself.

"Master." A bride, after seeing them sitting down, took the tray in her hand and handed it to Dongfang Yu and Xia Beibei.

"This is..." Xia Beibei was really astonished.

What is this going on? On a big day, according to the routine, you can't see sharp knives. Why did this happy woman even bring two daggers.

What appeared in Xia Beibei's eyes were two identical daggers, both of which were tied with red ribbons on their handles.

She looked at Dongfang Yu puzzled.

I blame her for not asking clearly, now I don't know how to react at all, what I should do next, I can only ask Dongfang Yu.

Dongfang Yu raised his hand and took one of the daggers into his hand. Xia Beibei could only do the same and picked up the other dagger.

However, she still didn't know what she should do, wouldn't she want to swear on blood?

"My son, my concubine, the white-headed concubine, please tie your hair to show your sympathy." Xi Po gave the tray in her hand to the people behind her, turned her head to look at the witnesses, and finally fell on Dongfang Yuhe On Xia Beibei's body, she shouted.

"Hair?" Well, she thought about it.

Dongfang Yuli raised his hand to pick up a strand of black hair scattered outside, and with a flash of silver light, he held a strand of black hair in his hand.

"Belle, it's your turn." He reminded softly.

Xia Beibei: "..."

She was thinking about whether she should take off the phoenix crown on her head, or else, where should she get a strand of blue hair from?

"Can't you tell me in advance, it's all over now, I have to take my head off." She complained in a low voice.

Feng Xing'er specially reinforced it in order to prevent her hair from falling out when the soldiers were making trouble in the bridal chamber. Isn't she finished?

"Nonsense, you girl, how can you talk nonsense on a big day?" Dongfang Yu put down the dagger and tapped her forehead lightly.

Under the eyes of everyone, he raised his hand, and a strand of black hair came from behind her in his hand.