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That night, Jin Xiaolou and the others followed Auntie Chen to the Seven Screw Village.

As she had already sent someone to send a message to the city, the teacher's bridal sedan arrived not long after Auntie Chen had arrived.

Although there wasn't a tradition of marrying at night, for the sake of the safety of their new daughter-in-law, the teacher was naturally willing to break the rules.

Before the new bride left, she held her own mother and cried for a long while. Then, she kneeled down and kowtowed to Jin Xiaolou and the others, only when she saw a couple of them supporting each other as they left did Jin Xiaolou feel that it was worth it.

Who knew that the next day would not be a happy day, when Gao Lang had just gone out for a while, when it started to drizzle.

The hot air on the ground was evaporated by the rain, causing it to flutter. Jin Xiaolou felt like she was a steamer, a steamer.

Nan Yang cooked a bowl of ginger soup for Jin Xiaolou to drink. Seeing that it was not early, she helped her wash up, and waited quietly for Gao Lang to come to the door pretending to be the groom to bring her in.

Jin Xiaolou did not need to wear the wedding dress, since no one would be able to see him sitting in the sedan.

But Gao Lang had to wear it. Riding on his horse and bringing a group of Attendant, he carried the palanquin back.

Previously, when she married Gao Lang, because she was covered her head, she could not see his appearance that was like a jade tree swaying in the wind. At this moment, looking at the man shrouded in rain, she felt that her master was not so good-looking!

It was like a deity walking out of the clouds.

Swallowing her saliva, she stared at Gao Lang in a daze. Jin Xiaolou walked out of Aunt Chen's courtyard with Nan Yang's support, and was about to get on the bridal sedan.

Aunt Chen was begging them to be safe.

Gao Lang actually grabbed Jin Xiaolou and held her horizontally. As he put her on the bridal sedan, he whispered into her ear: "The way my wife is staring at me is the same as a few days ago when she was staring at the roasted chicken.

Jin Xiaolou broke free from Gao Lang's embrace, smiling faintly, she turned and sat in the sedan, imitating Gao Lang's usual expressionless face, and muttered: "What's there to be afraid of, it's not like you haven't been eaten by me."

When Gao Lang heard this, he was unable to contain his joy, and his eyebrows jumped with joy. Half of his body was inside the palanquin, and his pretty face was close to Jin Xiaolou: "How do I smell? Is my wife satisfied with his meal? "

Jin Xiaolou shrugged her shoulders, "I guess so. There's no end to learning.

"Then I will definitely study hard and continue to work hard to make my wife completely satisfied!" Gao Lang smiled, with a look of unfulfilled ambition, as though he still had to work hard to advance.

Jin Xiaolou could not hold it in anymore and pushed the person out of the sedan, "Stop talking, we still have urgent matters to attend to! "Hurry up and leave!"

Gao Lang immediately became serious: "What I am saying is of utmost importance!"

Jin Xiaolou's cheeks puffed up, but she did not delay, and immediately got out of the sedan, riding on the horse in front.

Nan Yang dressed up as her nanny and followed by the side of the red bridal sedan.

By the time they reached the mountain forest, the rain had completely stopped. The mountain road had become muddy and soft, and the horses were not moving fast. It was already noon when they arrived at the Daling Ridge.

Just as she turned a corner, Jin Xiaolou was sitting on the palanquin in a daze, when suddenly, she heard rustling noises coming from the surrounding forest. Jin Xiaolou quietly pulled open a corner of the window curtain, and saw that deep in the forest, many people followed the palanquin and walked forward.

Immediately after, the bridal sedan stopped abruptly, and more than ten men jumped out from behind a large tree in the slanted area.

The people in the surrounding woods also rushed out, surrounding the bridal escort party with dozens of people.

Except for the blind man at the front, everyone held a broadsword in their hands, and the High Lama stood in the middle of the road, blocking it completely.

"This little lady is really punctual and keeps her word. She's a good wife!" The one-eyed man laughed heartily and praised loudly.

He glanced at the groom who was riding on his horse. He did not care much about the groom, but when he saw the groom, he was surprised. He blurted out: "Who would have thought that there would be such a person in the city? A mere teacher, with such a beautiful appearance! "

His bearing was also extraordinary, but the words that were about to reach his throat was swallowed by the one-eyed man.

He then laughed: "That's true, if you don't have some skills, how can you have such a good lady in your eyes? "But as a teacher, you are mistaken. This little girl is my woman, so you can only obediently stand to the side!"

With a wave of his hand, the two men beside him ran over with their broadswords in their hands. When they arrived in front of the horse, they immediately bent down and hacked at the four hooves of the horse with their sabers.

Although the one-eyed man was a bandit, he was not someone who could be killed easily. He only wanted to teach the groom a lesson and let him know that there were some people that he could not afford to offend.

With a chop of the horse's hoof, the horse naturally fell down. A teacher who could only read and write would surely fall head first onto the ground.

When he fell to the ground, he felt pain all over his body. Naturally, he listened obediently.

However, he did not expect that when the two men swung their sabers, the horse did not fall. He saw the groom pulling on the reins, and the horse raised its front hooves and kicked.

The two men were so caught off guard that they were about to get their hands on the iron hooves and stomp heavily on their chests. Without saying a word, they collapsed on the ground, their eyes turning black.

The one-eyed man's one remaining eye narrowed as the people beside him quickly pulled the two men back.

"I didn't expect a teacher like you to know some martial arts." The one-eyed man said coldly, "You want to use force against me, but don't blame me for being slow when the time comes!"

As soon as the word 'heavy' was spoken, the surrounding men all raised their sabers and rushed forward.

Nan Yang immediately opened her sleeves and pulled out a flexible sword from within. After dancing twice in a majestic fashion, she pierced away several people, and this kind of bandit who was fighting like a hoodlum without any rules did not even need the Seventh Elder to help him. It was enough for Nan Yang to take care of them all.

Just as he was about to jump up and capture the thief, he heard the one-eyed man scream, his eyes were red to the point of almost tearing, he rushed towards Nan Yang and shouted: "Third sister!"

Nan Yang was startled, and then the sword force slowed down.

The one-eyed man immediately shook his head and muttered, "No, no! When Third Sister left, she was even younger than you. Now that she's been here for twenty years, how could she be so young?! "

Following that, he raised his head again and stared at Nan Yang's face without blinking: "If it wasn't for her, how could … how could it be so similar …"

With these words, Nan Yang's heart thumped once.

Before Nan Yang's mother, Luanying, entered the palace, she had a small name called Feng Sanniang.

Just because Luanying's surname was Feng, and was the third oldest at home, this nickname was not enough for a foreigner, but was called out by his family members themselves.

"Third sister?" Nan Yang held her breath, and asked hesitantly: "Third sister Feng?"

The one-eyed man was shocked. "You know her? Who are you to her? "

"I'm her daughter." Nan Yang didn't know why, but she felt that this sturdy one-eyed man in front of him was related to him by blood.

Sure enough, when the man heard this, hot tears gushed out of his eyes. He threw himself forward and hugged Nan Yang tightly: "Child, you're her child. No wonder you're so similar. No wonder!"

"Third Sister actually has a child, that's great! This is great! "

"You … "Who are you?" Nan Yang's hand that was holding the flexible sword started to tremble.

"I'm your real uncle!" The one-eyed man supported Nan Yang by the shoulder, "Feng Luanjun, I am Second Brother Feng!"

The flexible sword in Nan Yang's hand finally fell off, falling onto the ground.

The reason why the Great Dang Stronghold was named Great Dang Stronghold was simply because the stronghold was located in the Great Dang Mountains.

The stronghold was of a certain scale. There were about ten large grass huts, sheds for livestock, and fields for cultivation. There were even giant trees sharpened their heads to make fences around the stronghold.

Jin Xiaolou and Gao Lang sat on both sides of the small square table, and continued to drink their tea.

The one-eyed Feng Luanjun continued to stare at Nan Yang. This uncle had liked his niece the moment he saw her, no matter what he looked at.

When he found out that Luanying had passed away for more than ten years, Feng Luanjun's expression dimmed once more.

Luanying had loved his sister the most since she was young, hence he held her in her hands and coaxed her to grow up like a precious treasure.

"I told her not to go. She didn't want to listen. She thought she would be able to live like a lord once she entered the palace." Feng Luanjun heaved a long sigh.

Following that, he continued, "That's true. I should have thought about it long ago. Third Sister did such a secretive thing. She didn't even spare me and the Feng Family from so far away. How could I let go of Third Sister right under their noses?"

Feng Luanjun shook his head. "I should have known earlier, Third Sister was dead a long time ago …"

Something unspeakable? Jin Xiaolou put down the teacup in her hand and looked up.