Chapter 109 You Will Marry Me Today (3)

Eyes facing each other.

Both of their faces were illuminated red by the lantern in Wen Chan’s arms.

“You are so beautiful.”

That person spoke first, a little shyly, and started praising as soon as he opened his mouth.

The sound was like a clear mountain spring, clear and pleasant to the ear. For a moment, Wen Chan felt a refreshing feeling all over his body, as if a long drought had finally come to an end.

The restlessness in my heart also calmed down.

A “beauty” praised her for her beauty.

Wen Chan smiled, “You really have good taste!”

“Hehe.” The other person also laughed, with a bit of silliness in his smile.

Wen Chan was about to ask something when he suddenly turned around and shouted, “It’s a beautiful sister. Is she the one you’re looking for?”

“Correct!”

A woman’s voice was heard outside.

Then, another female voice came, “Wen Chan? Are you in there?”

Wen Chan stood up and wanted to go out to take a look, but the boy at the door suddenly stood up straight, and his not-too-broad back blocked the entire sedan door.

Looking at him from behind, his figure was between that of a teenager and a young man, not too strong nor too thin, but tall and straight.

Her long hair was tied loosely at the back of her head with red silk, with the ends of her hair hanging down to her waist. One could even see a small, carefully braided pigtail tied together with her hair.

He was also wearing a red dress, which was not a wedding dress, but was better than a wedding dress.

Wen Chan: “…”

Baby, you’re a little obvious.

The other party didn’t know that Wen Chan had already looked him over from head to toe. He said to the people outside:
“That’s not possible. I heard that my beautiful sister is going to marry the well god today. She will be at the well temple soon. It’s not in accordance with the rules to take her away.”

“Jingshui, we let you lead the way because we think you are honest. Don’t change your mind at the last minute! Get out of the way!”

There was also a slightly irritable female voice.

It seems to be coming this way.

Wen Chan breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably in the sedan chair.

She said, since you came to find her, why are you unwilling to come to the sedan chair to see her?

Soon Wen Chan knew what was going on.

“Zhao Zhao, don’t go over there yet…”

Another nervous and soft voice sounded, “She just came down from the God’s House on the mountain. She definitely doesn’t want everyone to see her in such a mess…”

The girl named Zhao Zhao really stopped, but her expression looked particularly unhappy.

Wen Chan: “…”

No, since everyone knew that she would be in a mess, why did you specially ask a boy to come and see her?
She doesn’t want girls to see her miserable appearance, but she is willing to let boys see it, right?
What brain circuit?

There are square windows on both sides of the sedan, about the size of a palm.

Wen Chan lifted the window curtain and looked over there.

From the voices, she could tell that they were four girls.

Including her, there are exactly five players this time.

From her angle, with the help of the moonlight, she could just see four girls standing not far away, each with different thoughts in their minds.

One of them looks the most eye-catching.

Their roles in the scripts are all village characters, and naturally they are all country girls wearing coarse linen clothes.

Wen Chan was also the “marrying god” today, so she dressed up nicely, put on rouge, and wore wedding clothes.

But what that person was wearing was obviously not of the same level as theirs, and she looked like a rich lady.

It was totally different from their dusty appearance. Wen Chan could not help but take a second look at beautiful things.

Until the rich lady spoke again: “Jingshui, did you see her condition just now? If she is unconscious, can you send her to the well temple first and let her rest?”

Wen Chan: “…”

After hearing this voice, Wen Chan lost interest.

It turned out to be the one who stopped others from coming to see her.

Don’t be too obvious about your thoughts.

Wen Chan didn’t want to go with them, so she kept quiet and let Jingshui at the door take her away.

When Jingshui heard what Yang Mianmian said, he asked in a puzzled voice, “I just said that she is a beautiful sister. How can a beautiful person be in a bad state?”

Yang Mianmian’s expression was stunned for a moment, and Wen Chan caught it.

“So she’s awake? Why isn’t she answering?”

A woman who looked a little older spoke up, “Wen Chan? We are here to take you back.”

Yang Mianmian immediately responded, “That’s right, Ah Chan, you can tell us what happened to you, don’t keep it to yourself. Just like Sister Hong said, we are here to take you back, you can trust us.”

“Are you sure you want me to speak?” Wen Chan asked towards the window.

Yang Mianmian was stunned.

Really speaking?
From the sound of it, she seems to be in pretty good condition?
While everyone was stunned, Wen Chan spoke again, “Then I’m going to scold you.”

“You little bastard are trying to trick me, right? You just got here and sent me to the sedan chair, so what are you pretending for now? You can’t pretend well, as if you’re afraid that others don’t know your little tricks. Are you sick?”

Yang Mianmian’s face flushed with anger, “What nonsense are you talking about!”

Wen Chan: “You are anxious.”

Yang Mianmian: “You slander me, why can’t I be anxious!”

Wen Chan: “You have repeatedly and insidiously tried to ruin my reputation, but I am not anxious, so why are you anxious?”

“what happened?”

Someone interrupted their conversation. It was the one called Hong Gu.

She looked very serious, like the temporary backbone of the group, after all, she was older.

Yang Mianmian immediately hugged Hong Gu’s arm and began to cry, “Sister Hong Gu, is it wrong for me to care about her? It’s dark here, and I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming, and she didn’t appreciate it at all!”

“Why are you crying?” Lin Zhao, the irritable sister at the side, couldn’t stand her like this. “If you hadn’t been in so much trouble along the way, we might have rescued her a long time ago.”

Yang Mianmian retorted: “You can choose not to listen! You can also choose not to follow me. What have I done wrong?”

Lin Zhao: “…”

The blame lies here.

Every time Yang Mianmian said something, even if she disagreed in her heart, her body would do what she said for no reason.

Just like just now, when she asked her not to go over there, she really stopped for no reason.

Lin Zhao tried to walk towards Wen Chan again…

You can go!
She immediately ran to the sedan chair and said with a bad look on her face, “If you are okay, come down quickly. Today’s incident was too sudden and we didn’t react quickly, so we are late.”

What she said was that marrying the well god was too sudden. When they just entered the dungeon, they heard that the bride had already got into the sedan chair.

By the time they reacted, they hurriedly confirmed the identities of the other players, and then found Jingshui, who looked relatively innocent, and asked him to take them up the mountain to find her.

Because Yang Mianmian had various problems on the way, we were delayed for a while. When we found her, the wedding party had already reached the foot of the mountain.

When the wedding procession saw them, they dropped their sedan chair and ran away without any reluctance to linger.

Lin Zhao came closer to her, and Wen Chan looked at her through the window and saw that her concern for her did not seem fake.

Wen Chan also replied in a good-tempered manner, “It’s not too late. I’m grateful that you can come to pick me up.”

(End of this chapter)