Lian Sheng knew that Yi Qiancheng had a last move, but he couldn't guess what he was going to do.

The two of them had their own thoughts on the carriage. Lian Sheng turned his head and looked at the man beside him several times. When he didn't say anything wrong, he really seemed heroic.

Lian Sheng gritted his teeth and grabbed the man beside him with his hand under the wedding dress.

Yi Qiancheng's face had a little crack. He tried hard to maintain his expression on his face and lowered his voice: "Why do you go crazy? Let me go." He secretly tried to break free.

"Husband, we must be more loving." Lian Sheng smiled and held his fingers. There were so many eyes on the street. He could not shake himself away. He used his wedding dress to bully her, so she had to do something disgusting. Anyway, the next thing could not be avoided. Yi Qiancheng didn't want her to live a good life. Even if she was trembling, she would not give him a little pity.

"No, let go."

"Don't let it go, I'm cold, my husband lends me warmth." Lian Sheng lowered his voice, and his hands were thrust into his palm.

When she went out in the morning, she had a very warm time, but later she found out that the source of the wedding dress, her whole body was cold and her hands were also cold, which was not as warm as Yi Qiancheng's palm.

Yi Qiancheng felt very bad. Her hands were soft and cold. It was hard to ignore them if they held his hand tightly. An unspeakable malice surged in his heart, and he had the urge to pinch her hard and make her jump up. But at the moment, it seemed that even Sheng was not a soft persimmon. If the city started to make trouble, she would not be her own face.

Yi Qiancheng suppressed the idea of ​​throwing her away and grinded his teeth secretly.

Finally, it was time to get off the bus.

Yi Qiancheng no longer maintained his image as a kind city lord, and threw away Lian Sheng's men and got out of the carriage. Lian Sheng smiled at him as if nothing had happened, narrowing his eyes into crescent moons.

"Husband, can you help me?" She was wearing a wedding dress and her long skirt made it difficult to get off the car. Lian Sheng asked for help from the dark-faced husband without hesitation.

He also said this sentence in a voice.

"OK."

Lian Sheng responded obediently, got up, took the hem of the skirt and walked to the edge, and looked at the slight-minded man standing aside and preparing to watch a joke.

Lian Sheng rushed to Yi Qiancheng's place. Her movements were quick and without any fear. Yi Qiancheng reflexively reached out to catch her. Her eyes caught her unexpectedly, and the smile and trust dependence inside were clearly visible: "Thank you, my husband."

Yi Qiancheng wanted to strangle her to death, but he realized that he had married a very troublesome woman. He secretly began to think about when he would be suitable to kill her after he got Yingdong.

Since she couldn't be a chess piece of peace, she had to be a silly death person.

Lian Sheng followed Yi Qiancheng to the platform. The platform of the Eighteen-stairs was extremely solemn. Three incense sticks were stuffed on her hand. This was a prayer ceremony for sea buckthorn. Lian Sheng walked carefully and stepped on it after every step was steady.

Yi Qiancheng sneered, obviously having insight into her idea of ​​checking the crisis.

When she arrived at the top of the platform, Lian Sheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She imitated Yi Qiancheng's movements and ignited the golden fragrance of the three pillars. A man in priestly clothes stood on the platform. After Lian Sheng had finished the fragrance, he announced loudly: "Please take off the veil and pray for the sea buckthorn."

Under the platform, countless pairs of eyes fell on Lian Sheng.

Lian Sheng looked at Yi Qiancheng, his eyes were leisurely, and a hint of narrowness flashed through his narrow eyes. His unconcealed stinginess made Lian Sheng feel very frustrated.

She didn't know that she needed to pray, so she was not prepared for anything.

Under the burning gaze of the city people, Lian Sheng took off the veil as he said.

The whispers disappeared, she bowed dignifiedly. When she stood up, she saw Yi Qiancheng's gaze, just like the people, with a sense of surprise and beauty that could not be covered.

When Lian Sheng saw him last time, he had no time to dress up and just hurriedly changed into a wedding dress. This time she was carefully dressed up, and her appearance was outstanding and beautiful.

"I didn't know that Seabuckthorn City had the custom of praying for blessings, so I was not ready." Lian Sheng said sincerely, "But this does not prevent me from praying for Seabuckthorn. I hope that the people of Seabuckthorn will live in harmony and will never be attacked by war. All men have ambitions to protect the city with great vigor and strength. The girls are virtuous and strong, and the children and the elderly are very blessed. I wish Seabuckthorn to be rich and not pick up the remains at night."

She looked at Yi Qiancheng: "May my husband be loved forever. I know that he loves this city like life, and this city is also my life. He loves the people like the people, and you are my people. I was not born in sea buckthorn, but from now on, I am willing to die for sea buckthorn. I worship the heaven and earth with my husband, and then I will depend on him and this city for this life and never leave it."

Her voices were like pearls falling from jade plates, crisp and firm. Compared to the lengthy prayers, she was more like making a vow on a high platform and rubbing her destiny into a strange city.

The emotions in her eyes were warm and sincere, like a burning fire, which made people's hearts shudder. Yi Qiancheng touched such a gaze and looked away.

Scammer, don’t believe her. Yi Qiancheng told himself that she is a liar full of lies.

But this liar's nonsense actually bewitched people in the city. It must be because of this that he feels an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

Lian Sheng's eyes swept across the audience and felt relieved. No matter when, she was sincere, she would never be despised. She felt that part of the eyes under the high platform became softer, with a faint surprise.

After finally completing the prayer, it was finally time for them to worship the world.

In fact, you should not worship the heaven and earth here. You should worship the heaven and earth above and the parents below. You should worship the mansion in the mansion.

However, after the death of the city lords of all generations, they were placed in the ancestral hall. Now Yi Qiancheng's parents are here. After getting off the high platform and entering the ancestral hall, Lian Sheng finally avoided the eyes of the people.

The Yi Family Ancestral Hall is solemn and bleak, Lian Sheng and Yi Qiancheng are dressed in red, which is incompatible with the solemn and cold here.

Lian Sheng held the hem of the skirt and stepped across the brazier at the door.

"Kneel down." Yi Qiancheng said to Lian Sheng in a cold tone.

"Kneel down?" Lian Sheng was confused.

The lyricist explained next to him: "The rule of Seabuckthorn City is that the new lady kneels step by step, ranks towards the ancestors, and knocks her head every three steps."

"There are such rules?" Lian Sheng frowned. She didn't believe it. It would take at least two incense sticks to go around the door from the ancestral hall. If she passed by like this, wouldn't her knees be ruined?

"Please ask your wife to do it." The lyrics officer's tone was ups and downs, and it sounded full of malice to Lian Sheng.

A door blocked the gaze of outsiders, but it also made her unable to verify the authenticity of the strange rules.

"If you don't want to marry, go back to Yingdong." Yi Qiancheng sneered coldly, with an aggressive and despised tone. He stroked the green jade pendant on his waist, and his complex emotions were all restrained to his eyes. Then he saw Lian Sheng kneeling down. There was no humiliating expression on her face, but on the contrary, she seemed a little calm.

Compared with her passionate mood just now, she was as solemn as a piece of wood.

"I should really worship my husband's elder." Lian Sheng's tone was flat, and the sincere and enthusiastic emotions in his eyes disappeared completely.

She knelt down as Yi Qiancheng asked, lowered her head and kowtowed. Her skin was delicate and turned red as soon as she kowtowed.

Yi Qiancheng was not happy as he imagined that Lian Sheng was so obedient. He suppressed the inexplicable anger in his heart and kowtowed at Lian Sheng with a stern look.

Yi Qiancheng felt that he even had the urge to pick her up and yell. Isn’t it very irritating? Aren’t he very good at speaking? Why didn’t he refute at this time?

She knelt down and stood up again and again, with a cold face but a very respectful posture.

Yi Qiancheng followed her pace and watched her move forward silently.

Lian Sheng's head hurts very much, and she even smells the scent of rust. She is sure that her forehead is bleeding. Her knees hurt, and she trembles slightly when she stands up.

But she knew that she must marry Yi Qiancheng.

The terrible nightmare had not ended yet. When she closed her eyes, she could still see the scene of her brother falling off the horse and wailing the city.

She didn't know how many times she had kneeled, but at the end her vision was a little blurred, and she finally arrived at the ancestral hall.

Lian Sheng suppressed his messy and aggrieved and angry mood, and the coldness on his face was stunned when he saw the room full of tablets.

She bent down, bowed to the tablet, and silently said sorry in her heart. After all, the miserable situation of Seabuckthorn back then could not even say that her family had no responsibility.

"Okay." Yi Qiancheng's voice sounded in her ears, and Lian Sheng couldn't tell his emotions.

The lyrics official tongue | The head was knotted for a moment, and Yi Qiancheng's eyes swept over coldly, and he hurriedly said: "Worship the heaven and earth."

Lian Sheng did as he did, until his tone was raised and shouting that the couple would bow to each other. Lian Sheng's body paused for a moment before he slowly bent down.

She knew that her husband did not love her, and even hated her. But she had to tie her life to this city. It was not without regrets and regrets, but she would try to change the status quo in the future.

Yi Qiancheng felt Lian Sheng's pause for that moment, and the originally calming emotions on his face became a little cold. He looked at the red and swollen and bloody marks on her forehead, and his heart was so irritable.

If you are so unwilling to marry him, you shouldn't tell those false and disgusting lies.

He thought a little angrily, "Whatever depends on each other in this life and what we will never leave, we will go to the devil."

After the worship, Lian Sheng felt relieved. Her head hurts, and she can't hold on if she continues to tossing. She raised her eyes and saw Yi Qiancheng's cold appearance, and she was too lazy to figure it out.

Anyway, she doesn't understand the mentality of the psychopath.
Chapter completed!