Chapter 3768

Seeing those people just grinning, Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at herself in a bright red wedding dress, and cried again: "Yes, you are all wearing red guard uniforms, so of course they are my guards, and you must have followed my order to arrest him Yes, but I can't do that..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu just cried, seeing the faces of these guards changed in front of her, turning into the faces of her brother, father and those in power in the Min family, Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up from her sleep in fright.

"Ayan!" Zhuang Xiaoyu sat up in horror, her whole body was drenched with sweat.

When Yu Sui heard the movement inside, she broke into a cold sweat with fright, looked around, and finally felt relieved. Fortunately, Mr. Min drove away all the people waiting outside the door, leaving only herself, if she was served by the Min family The people heard that the eldest lady called another man's name on the wedding night, and they didn't know what was going to happen.

Yu Sui was about to open the door and go in, when she heard Min Rui's voice, she stopped knowingly.

Min Rui held Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, and looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu in the flickering candlelight: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu recovered from the fright, looked at the bright red mandarin duck quilts in the red gauze tents all over the room, and the bright red wedding robes that Min Rui was still wearing, and then belatedly remembered that she had already Married into Min's family, tonight is my wedding night with Min Rui.

Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, leaning against the head of the bed and curled up, her voice filled with fear after waking up: "Well, I dreamed that he... something happened."

Zhuang Xiaoyu touched his chest in a daze, and looked at Min Rui: "I don't know how he is, I want to go to the Buddhist hall tomorrow to pray for him, and keep him safe."

Min Rui lowered his eyes and didn't know how to comfort her. Seeing her like this, he felt a little more sad, and said: "I will tell my father early in the morning that I am sick and was killed by my deceased mother." It's a dream, I need you to help me go to the Buddhist hall to pray for blessings, I think my father will definitely agree."

A warm current rose from the depths of Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart: "Thank you."

"It's just a little effort, don't worry about it." Min Rui looked at the burning red candle, pulled up the quilt, and said: "It's getting late, go to sleep, if you have anything to say tomorrow, I will talk about it tonight." Just stay in the new room and read, if you can't fall asleep, it's good for me to talk with you."

Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart was full of mixed feelings, and his mind was in a mess. He didn't have the heart to talk to Min Rui, so he simply lay down again and closed his eyes: "Tomorrow I have to serve tea to your father, I'd better rest earlier."

"Alright." Min Rui sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her for a while, seeing that she was breathing evenly, he sighed silently in his heart, and turned back to the table.

Zhuang Xiaoyu opened his eyes and looked at the man sitting at the table through layers of gauze curtains. His thin body was like a sickly bamboo.

To pray for blessings tomorrow, I also pray to the heavens to bless him with health and safety, and a long life.

On the second day, the sky was dim.

Yu Sui knocked on the door outside: "Miss, I'm coming in."

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't sleep well, she woke up suddenly, and immediately called Yu Sui to come in, Yu Sui brought the basin, and was about to serve Zhuang Xiaoyu to wash up, when she raised her eyes and saw Min Rui who had changed her clothes, he stammered: "Good morning, uncle."

Min Rui smiled faintly: "Miss Yu Sui, you don't need to be too polite, just call me as before, there is no need to change your words.

After finishing speaking, he lifted his feet and walked out: "I'll wait for the young lady to come out for breakfast in the front hall, so you can serve the young lady to wash up."

As soon as the voice fell, the figure had already left the bedroom.