Fifty-sixth bowl of soup (1)

"Young Master, you? It's time for you to wake up...Young Master?!"

The man slowly opened his eyes with this call. What caught his eye was a huge head, but his body was very small, looking like a strange dwarf. He subconsciously reached out to block his hand. The dwarf quickly took a step back when he saw this: "I'm offending, but young master, the time is almost over. We should set off. If we don't go, we won't be able to grab the bride!"

What a bride... The man frowned slightly: "What are you talking about..." After asking this sentence, he suddenly couldn't help but cover his heart, and a desire arose in his heart. It seemed that a voice was telling him: You must go, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life.

The dwarf scratched his head, his hair was sparse, but he had a braid that looked like a big stunted mushroom. "Isn't the young master coming to rob the princess of King Ruyang... The bride is about to pass by, so we should prepare, right?"

The man whispered, and finally followed the deep voice in his heart: "Who else besides you?"

"Young Master... are you okay? Why..." The dwarf asked halfway, and saw the man's eyes and quickly shut up, and said honestly: "The people in the valley are basically out. The eldest and the second and third have already gone to ambush. The fourth and fifth and sixth are waiting for the young master to wake up. The seventh and eighth have already prepared their way out..."

"Go down, I'll be fine right away."

"yes."

After the dwarf left, the man lifted the quilt on his body. He was wearing a white midsummer. Inside the bed, there was a sword in his reach. This sword was used by him during his lifetime, but... he never remembered when he had snatched someone's bride.

What is this so-called valley master? Who is the eldest to the eighth person in the dwarf's mouth? With these questions in mind, the man tied up his black hair and put on a black robe that had been prepared long ago. There was also a mask on the table that described as terrifying, and he also put it on.

He felt that this was not his body, after all, his identity was completely different, but with memory, it was clearly his body. What was going on? Didn’t that child say he would return to his own world, but the timeline might not be when? Since it was his own world, no matter when it was, it was always when he was alive? He had no impression of the identity of the valley master that suddenly appeared, the subordinates who looked like dwarf beside him, and the people in the dwarf’s mouth.

But it doesn't matter now. What's important is that he wants to grab the bride.

Why go?

have no idea.

But there was a voice in his heart telling him that he must go, so he went, and he paid something and could get the reward he wanted for granted.

The man pursed his lips, and his exposed chin was still beautiful and beautiful, but his eyes were cold. When he opened the door, there were four people outside the door, including the dwarf, who respectfully knelt down and saluted: "Master of the Valley."

"lead the way."

He didn't look at those people carefully, but he knew that these people were disabled, some were blind, some were deaf, some were mute, and everyone had defects in their bodies.

What's going on?

They lived in an inn, outside the inn, because the King of Ruyang took the princess, the people were all looking forward to it. The Imperial Guard cleared the streets, and the people were crowded with people on both sides, all of whom were full of joy, as if they were waiting to see the bride who was said to be unparalleled in beauty.

"I heard that this Princess Ruyang looks beautiful. King Ruyang fell in love with him at first sight and wanted to marry him home. If he is lucky, we might be able to see what the princess looks like!" An uncle said happily.

Another older one said, "You're going to dream! The princess is sitting on the chariot and has a red veil. Even if the red veil falls off, there will be a phoenix crown. Where can you see it?"

"That's right, the newlywed woman's appearance is not something you, a Jiecaomin, can't be seen. You're not embarrassed. If you talk nonsense, I'll sue your wife when I go back later!"

The uncle was speechless and shut up, but soon he became active again. He looked carefully at the imperial guards beside him, lowered his voice and asked: "Do you know? I heard that this Princess Ruyang is not willing to marry King Ruyang!"

"This is natural! After all, King Ruyang is almost fifty years old. He is still a young girl who is fifteen or sixteen years old. I wouldn't want to marry me." An old lady scoffed. "Isn't this old man who insists on marrying someone, just to see the beauty of the girl?"

"Shh-Your voice is lighter! Don't be heard!" The uncle was startled, thinking that the aunt's voice was too loud. Didn't you see the officers and soldiers looking back? "It's a happy day for King Ruyang. Don't talk nonsense. I'll hear it later. Good fruits will be eaten with you."

The aunt snorted disdainfully and muttered something.

The man had no expression on his face. He watched the bright red chariot get closer and closer, and his heart also jumped faster and faster. The curtains around the chariot danced gently with the wind. You could still see a man in a bright red wedding dress sitting inside, with his hands on his knees, quietly not talking.

He suppressed his excitement and whispered to several subordinates: "Prepare to do it."

"yes."

Just as the chariot was about to arrive, the man pulled out his sword, and his toes fell on the chariot, and his subordinates who had already buried him rushed out. Today, the King Ruyang was married, and there were many imperial guards and soldiers. Naturally, they would not be stupid enough to take risks with their own lives. They also hired many rascals to make trouble. When the bride was kidnapped, the King Ruyang would not have any tricks.

The law does not punish the masses.

The man did not care about the number of people around him, but instead trembled and wrapped the curtain tightly to block the world's view, and then reached out to lift the woman's veil.

The veil was lifted, and it was a beautiful and familiar face. When the girl saw it was him, she showed a puzzled expression: "You are..."

"Ling'er."

It was not a sound in memory, but his eyes were enough to make Tan Youling recognize him: "Husband?"

Without thinking, she threw herself into the man's arms, "You are not the same as I imagined."

The man laughed softly, kissed her, and put her back on the chariot and sat down. Tan Youling was stunned for a moment: "Husband... didn't you come to take me away?"

He jumped off the chariot, wrapped in red silk on his hands, looked back at her and smiled slightly. Tan Youling immediately understood. She raised her hands and covered her eyes, just like in those years when she had been together, he would not let her see whenever she encountered bloody things.

The subordinates had almost fought. The man had no time to think about his identity. He had no intention of hurting others. He ordered all his subordinates not to commit murder. He just rushed out a way and signaled everyone to escape.

Then he split the chariot and carried the bride into his arms, and smiled contemptuously at the people of King Ruyang who were chasing him. After a smog of smoke, everyone looked at each other. Why did the bride and the robbers disappear? If it weren't for the red silk all over the ground, if it weren't for the broken chariot, they would have thought it was a dream.

Tan Youling stayed in the man's arms and looked up at him, not afraid at all. The man's toes jumped back and forth like the wind on the roof, and then he reached the ready retreat. He hugged her on the horse and blocked her face with his cloak: "Are you afraid?"

Tan Youling smiled and shook her head, hugged his waist. The subordinates were surprised but did not dare to ask more questions. The young master was the most disliked and they dared not say anything. The man said to them: "You go back first. Without my order, you are not allowed to leave the valley."

The subordinates were embarrassed, so the man nodded, and everyone quickly took the order. They were all capable people and disappeared in an instant. The man also traveled far away. He gradually had a new memory of his body. He knew that he had prepared a house outside the outskirts of the capital, so he ran away with the people in his arms.

There was someone guarding the city gate. At this moment, the man left the city without being stopped. The girl in her arms kept saying nothing. When they entered the house, he carried her off and uncovered the cloak that blocked her, and found that she was smiling sweetly.

The man chuckled: "Come."

The house was not big, and there was no one except the two of them. After taking two steps, the man picked up Tan Youling again. She curiously took off the evil ghost mask on his face. He didn't say anything and let her take it. But after taking it off, Tan Youling gently covered her mouth with one hand and sniffed, and her little face turned red.

She accompanied him for several worlds. When it comes to good looks, the blind Zhan Ran has the best appearance. But now when he sees his true face, he realizes that Zhan Ran is not good enough in front of him. The man also knows his advantages in appearance. When he is surprised, he smiles and asks, "Do you like it?"

"… well." Nodded shyly.

The man put her on the bed, anxiously not even closing the door. Tan Youling didn't know what he wanted to do, but just looked at him curiously, "What's your name?"

But it doesn’t matter if you think about it. He is her husband, so what does it matter if he’s named?

"Qingyan." He had already started kissing her and took off her wedding dress. "Han Qingyan."

Han Qingyan... Tan Youling immediately fell in love with this name, which sounds better than Chi Jing, Wen Chengxuan, Zhanran, and her eyes are bright and she feels very magical. Although her voice and appearance are different, she is not unfamiliar at all, but she wants to get close to him even more.

It was not until her wedding dress was stripped naked and she was left with underwear that she realized what Han Qingyan was going to do. Her pink face turned slightly red: "Husband..."

"I want you." Nothing can prove her existence better than hugging her. Han Qingyan kissed Tan Youling's lips and whispered, "I'm waiting for you for your hardship."

Tan Youling knew that he was in the wrong, and the fourth world deceived him, so he was obedient and silent, and took the initiative to throw himself into his arms. His fair and jade-like skin emitted a moving fragrance, just like countless days he had been together, hugging him without hesitation.

This time, she finally got the whole story of this man.
Chapter completed!