Chapter 157 The thread of marriage held by the red handkerchief leads to

the other person's pair of peach blossom eyes, which are bright and moving, like the sun shining in with rays of light, shining brightly with a hint of soft light, shining on the apex of Rong Zheng's heart.

His throat moved and he was about to speak.

There was a knock on the door outside the house, "Has the saint washed up? The procession has arrived." When

Su Mingjue heard this, he imitated the little lady and hummed, then opened the door and walked outside.

Rong Zheng looked at the graceful figure going away, his eyes gradually clearing, and he hid behind the screen.

After Su Mingjue completely left, he walked out of the attic.

According to the agreement between the two, Su Mingjue pretended to be a saint and paraded, while he hid in the crowd and kept a close eye on the group of people chasing them.

As long as they were sure that they did not find Su Mingjue, they would leave on their own, and he and Su Mingjue would thus avoid their tracking.

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Su Mingjue followed the contacter down to the attic and walked outside the door of the Saintess Temple.

I saw a large vermilion cart parked outside the door. It was square in shape and carved with various totems of auspicious animals with their feet on auspicious clouds. There was a canopy above the cart, and a lotus carving in the shape of a lotus was placed directly below. chair.

Flaming red floating curtains hung on all sides, with small and delicate bells hanging on them. When the wind blew, they made a tinkling sound, which was somewhat ethereal and sweet. Su Mingjue sat on the lotus chair with the support of her mother-in-law.

The whole process was a bit confusing for Su Mingjue, but fortunately with his mother-in-law guiding him, he didn't feel at a loss.

As soon as they sat down, the cart started to move. Su Mingjue was sitting on top, and when he glanced at the front, he saw three horses pulling the cart in parallel.

There was a circle of young and strong men holding red sticks surrounding the cart, as if to prevent anyone from escaping in.

As the horse moved, Su Mingjue looked around at the crowds of people. There were old people, children, and young women and men among the crowds.

With joyful smiles on their faces, everyone saw the arrival of the saint and threw flowers and sachets on the cart. This lively scene reminded Su Mingjue of Pan An, who was throwing fruit on the cart. If this time it was a man. When he receives these, he will laugh until his eyebrows are gone.

The gong cleared the way, the piano and the drums sounded in unison, and the sound reached his ears without stopping for a moment. Because the chariot was set high enough, Su Mingjue could sit on it and look far away without using any force.

People had already lined up in a long line on the street, with no end in sight. Following the crowd, Su Mingjue searched for Rong Zheng's figure in the sea of ​​people. After searching for a while, he finally found him at a corner.

Perhaps in order to hide his appearance, Rong Zheng, who was originally dressed in white snow satin, now changed into a light gray cloth. Although the clothes were simple, they could not hide his handsome appearance. His tall figure stood out among the bustling crowd.

As a breeze blew by, the gauze curtains swayed and rolled up, and the bells jingled, Su Mingjue and Rong Zheng looked at each other.

Rong Zheng saw the hair ornament on Su Mingjue's forehead swaying in the wind, with a pair of sparkling eyes underneath, and the yellow hair tie tied to the braid swaying in the wind like a beautiful butterfly flying. Everything was so beautiful that people were stunned. Heartbeat.

Su Mingjue saw a familiar figure and was about to blink and say hello.

Suddenly, a loud and rough voice came from the front.

Several people in official uniforms held a portrait and asked people around, "Have you seen the people in the portrait?"

The people watching shook their heads. After asking, those people scanned the crowd. , after seeing no similar people, he continued walking forward.

He asked as he walked until he reached Su Mingjue.

Su Mingjue held his breath when he saw this and did not dare to move randomly. Among the crowd, he saw Rong Zheng looking at him with a smile on his lips, as if to signal him not to be afraid.

The group of people walked up to the front, holding the portraits and asking others if they saw the people in the portraits. The people still shook their heads. They glanced at them and left without seeing anyone.

From the beginning to the end, those people did not take a direct look at Su Mingjue on the lotus seat. Even if they glanced at him with their peripheral vision, they did not react too much, as if they did not recognize him at all.

Su Mingjue felt much calmer at the moment, and then nodded to Rong Zheng in the crowd.

After the inspection people left, the parade continued to be lively.

The mother-in-law on the side thought that the time was almost up, took out a red handkerchief from her arms and handed it over, "Holy girl, it's time for you to choose a groom to get married."

Su Mingjue was startled when he heard this. Where did this custom come from? ....

When the mother-in-law saw that he didn't reach out to take it, she thought he was shy. She covered her mouth and smiled and said:

"The saint is so beautiful, so she has to choose a handsome young man. Take this red scarf first. When you find the young man you like, you can get out of the sedan and hand it to him."

Su Mingjue pursed his lips, showing that he really had to pick someone out, otherwise the parade would not be over.

The group of searchers were still searching behind him, and he couldn't get away with it for a while, so he had to take the veil and talk perfunctorily.

Su Mingjue thought of this, and reached out to take the veil. Unexpectedly, as soon as the veil was put into his hand, the old woman smiled and shouted loudly, "The saint has already taken the veil, gentlemen, please do your best." Prepare to try to win the beauty's favor."

As soon as he said this, the men in the crowd became restless and rushed to the front of the chariot.

Su Mingjue held the handkerchief and made no move. The woman waited patiently for a moment. Seeing that Su Mingjue didn't stop the carriage, she lowered her head and urged her again,

"The saint must make a decision quickly. This handsome man is in the crowd, otherwise This is an auspicious time, and the Holy Lady will be punished."

After hearing this, Su Mingjue realized that she couldn't delay any longer, so after thinking about it, she had no choice but to drag Rong Zheng along, otherwise she would not be able to find a man. Yes, then join the gang!

He locked his eyes on Rong Zheng's position and shouted "Luochuan."

Then the cart stopped. The crowd fell silent instantly, immersed in the tense atmosphere, and Su Mingjue got out of the car. , holding the red handkerchief and walking towards Rong Zheng step by step.

Until he walked up to him, he handed over the red handkerchief in his hand, leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Rong Zheng, help me!"

Su Mingjue's low-pitched request looked very much like him. He leaned over and kissed Rong Zheng on the cheek. Some in the crowd were resentful, some were regretful, but most of them cheered and applauded, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Rong Zheng glanced at Su Mingjue slowly and saw that the tips of his ears were red. With a smile on his lips, he took the red handkerchief he handed over and then reached out to hold the delicate and fat hand in front of him.

When the woman saw that Su Mingjue had found her beloved, she led Rong Zheng back into the sedan chair and said, "Congratulations to Saint Lady on your happy marriage. Get off the sedan quickly and I'll take you to the bridal chamber!"