Chapter 45： worship

Chapter 45 Worship

Si Yan gestured to his subordinates, signaling them to restrain themselves a little.

Those people first booed and laughed, and then they were willing to be honest.

If Shen Li could see the scene at this time, she would definitely find it very spectacular.

After all, the two groups of people standing outside the gate of Jingyuan are all powerful characters who can defeat a hundred with one.

People on the street came to join in the fun, and from time to time there were exclamations from the crowd, as Si Yan's father, so did Si Yao.

Among the people who came, Si Yao had the most impression of Chu Xiong. He used to have the same official position as Si Yan. He had just been promoted to General of Hussars recently, and he was negotiating marriage with the daughter of Ningyuan Houfu.

Both of them have some prestige, and they are considered well-matched.

As for the others, Si Yao only recognized Yang Zongbing, who was the shortest in the crowd, and Ye Dutong, who was as thin as a monkey.

They all came from the capital. Si Yao had greeted their elders. I heard that they were all sent to the army for training because of their unscrupulous temperament. In the past, they were all bullies in Beijing.

Now seeing them standing upright in front of Si Yan, and seeming to obey Si Yan's words, Si Yao was stunned.

Is Si Yan so prestigious in the army?

…

When all the guests entered the Jing Garden, they were shocked again.

Si Yan bought this courtyard and went to the border, but even if he didn't leave, with his temperament, he would never invite anyone to live warmly.

Looking at the slightly desolate scene outside the yard, people only think that the inside is not much better.

But who knows, once you enter the Jing Garden, the exotic flowers and plants inside are really eye-catching, and the brand-new glazed tiles are shining brightly under the sunlight.

After entering the main hall, the mahogany furniture and high-quality porcelain in the room almost attract people's eyes.

Everyone couldn't help being dumbfounded, this was a huge investment, they thought Si Yan was just a poor soldier!

Actually, repairing the yard was planned by Si Yan a long time ago. After all, he will live in the capital this time, and he is not short of that little money.

However, the lanterns and big red happy characters hanging high in the yard are indeed prepared for the big wedding.

Under the attention of everyone, Si Yan finally carried Shen Li to the main hall.

Shen Li sat on Si Yan's lap, feeling uncomfortable all over. After all, she had never even been hugged by a princess, so she was directly promoted to such a posture, which was really awkward.

And...she seemed to be able to feel the muscles on Si Yan's thigh.

Shen Li didn't know where to put her hands, it seemed a bit too intimate to put her arms around his neck, why don't she put her arms around his shoulders?

Hmm~ No, Si Yan's shoulders are too broad for her to hug.

Shen Li's palms were sweaty, and it was the first time that she felt that getting married was still hard work.

Si Yan was tortured quite a bit by Shen Li's actions, pinching the soft flesh around her waist with his big hand, almost gritting her back molars.

"Go down!"

I don't know if it was Shen Li's illusion, but she felt that this sentence seemed familiar.

But I don't have time to think about it right now.

She got off Si Yan's lap without hesitation, and stood aside.

The next step is to worship the hall. Si Yan told her that because he can't stand up, he doesn't have to kneel when he worships the hall.

Shen Li took a deep breath, a little excited in her heart, feeling like she was about to go on vacation after finishing the last subject in school.

But just when she was ready, there was a sudden noise around her.

Shen Li lowered her head, and caught a glimpse of a pair of women's embroidered shoes through the gap in the hijab.

The woman walked lightly, like a naughty child, with the support of others, she sat on the main seat facing Shen Li.

While Shen Li was still wondering who this person was, the woman had already extended her "devil claws" to her hijab.

A naive and questioning voice sounded.

"What is this, why is it covered on the head."

The maid next to her stopped in time and pulled back her hand.

"Don't move, ma'am, this is the bride's hijab."

Before Shen Li could figure out the meaning of the conversation, she trembled in shock at the protruding scolding.

"Bastard! How dare you worship her?"

Tomorrow is another day of pk () cuties, stop fattening

(end of this chapter)