Chapter 1222

Wow, isn't this character too miserable?

[you want to kill this old husband every day. Today, Huang Tianhua, Huang Tianba's 16-year-old daughter, is going to hold a marriage ceremony. It's a great opportunity. The flow of people in and out of the village is complicated, so it's hard to check if she dies. 】

yellow flowers

Well, it's all wonderful. [on the wedding day, you unexpectedly find that the groom is Lu Chao, who was born with you. Before you were ten years old, you played together and even made vows. Later, he moved away with his father, and you two never met each other again. But you always thought about him, but you didn't expect to meet again in such a situation. He looked strange to you and didn't recognize you at all. 】

[seeing him forget his old vows and see him marry his beautiful wife makes your heart more desolate and more murderous. 】

this

What do son-in-law and mother-in-law have to say?

She's better at writing any bloody script with her feet, and Why do you want to make her unforgettable in the script?

Who did she provoke?

Bai Cha was so angry that she wanted to break the script. She thought about it and held it down.

In reality, she can't bear a broken script?

Because her head is still wrapped with gauze, the makeup artist didn't make her a complicated bun, only made up a simple hair, and then put on a more gorgeous makeup, which made her look several years older.

"This is the technology pupil." The makeup artist puts on the beautiful pupil for her and explains, "wearing it, you can see some virtual images other than real scenes, so we don't have to invest too much artificial NPC."

After wearing white tea, I didn't feel any different.

"It won't show until you enter the situation. This is a wireless headset."

The makeup artist put on headphones for her. "There are cameras from all angles on the scene, and they will record the whole process. If necessary, we can help to make a complete video for commemoration."

"All right."

White tea is clear.

"Also, the task here is very simple. The murderer hides himself, and the rest testify against the murderer. Any party who wins will get our reward." The makeup artist said.

"What reward?"

White tea asked.

"It's a cake. Today should be strawberry cake, right?" The make-up artist asked the one who was standing next to the scene.

"Yes, today is strawberry cake, a big one."

White tea looked back, from the make-up mirror to see the scene when suddenly bright eyes.

Tut

It's how much I like it.

It seems that this man will have a good time playing the role of bridegroom today. Finally, all the preparations are over, and everyone enters the scene. The scene is a scene of ancient wedding, with grand layout, wonderful curtains, red curtains swaying with the breeze, adding a sense of mystery, and all kinds of gifts on the table

to eat.

In addition, some virtual images and real scenes overlap in the line of sight, the whole wedding scene can be called the state view.

There were so many guests that it was very lively.

As soon as Bai Cha went in with the script, a virtual NPC boy came up to meet him, "villa master, madam, you can come. Please take a seat. The wedding will begin soon!"

Smell speech, white tea look back, see an old urchin dressed in noble version appeared in front of him, full of white hair, white beard, wrinkles all melt out, walk a shake, that is called a jubilant.

It's Ling Yu.

"So happy to be an old man?"

White tea makes me laugh.

"You don't understand the joy of being a father!"

Ling Yu was so happy that the whole thing was about to float up. He put on a look of color, "come on, little beauty, come to the seat with me!"

“……”

Is role playing that fun?

Bai Cha didn't realize his pleasure. She shook her head and heard the voice of NPC's disgust, "go, go, this wedding hall is where you can come in as a sweeper? Get out of here! If you don't go away, I'll beat you out! "

White tea turned her head, only to see Wan Cheng dressed up in a simple, face also painted with a small broom, was driven out like a fly by NPC boy.

"Damn, I'm a sweeper. I have a hidden identity! How dare you drive me? I'm the boss

Wan Cheng was so angry that he jumped up and came straight in, passing through the identity of virtual NPC, "I'll go in, I'll go in, see what you do with me."

[di - di - please stand outside and respect the game, otherwise the plot will not work properly. " 】

white tea hears the warning sound in the earphone.

Smell speech, Wan Cheng can only scold to quit, standing at the door with a broom to the ground to sweep, angry grin.

Bai Cha and Ling Yu sit in the first place and face the gate.

As soon as they are seated, the plot begins. All the guests gather on both sides. Next to them, there are relatives and relatives who celebrate with the white tea ceremony, and there are concubines who are bitter and mean.

Someone yelled, "the auspicious time is coming, please the bride and groom worship heaven and earth."The high pitched sound trembles the eardrum of white tea. She raises her eyes and sees two smears of red appear at the door.

When he stepped into the threshold, wearing a jade crown on his head, he came out with a pair of ink paintings. The young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips and little expression on his face.

Step into the music. In his hand, he sticks to a piece of red silk, and the other end is in the hands of Zhou Chunxi, who is wearing a red skirt. Zhou Chunxi is also wearing a bra style ancient style skirt, which is different from white tea. He is dressed in red, with red gauze on his shoulders, beautiful makeup, and excellent bun.

look, it's a pretty bride.

Beautiful men and women, men and women, nothing is more appropriate than this picture.

They came step by step towards her.

The real scene and virtual images make everything look too real, as if Zhou Chunxi and Zhou Chunxi are really going to get married when they meet the scene, and they are in a trance.

That night, she was carrying a bowl of noodles and a bag of fresh strawberries to feed Yingjing.

He still didn't say anything, but he took the food.

He sat at the table eating, she sat on the sofa watching TV, TV is boring, nothing to watch, but she just didn't want to go.

Even if there was never a word in the scene, she wanted to stay in the space with him. It would be a little longer.

She was watching TV, and she didn't notice the footsteps coming from behind.

Until a pair of thin arms from behind her shoulder, circle to her body, his head down, drooping eyes, thin lips on her ear, voice hoarse and lonely, "do you want to marry me?"

His tone was as flat as asking why the strawberries he bought today are not sweet?

But it was earth shaking in her ears.

At that time, her depression was better because she often went out to buy food and had to communicate with others, so she was calm.

Listen calmly to the sound of my heart beating wildly.

She sat stiffly on the sofa, numb from her feet to her hands. He clearly circled her shoulders, but she felt as if her throat was pinched and she was dying. The air in the hall was eerily quiet.