A person walked out from behind the main hall. He was a young scholar who would have seemed too strange to appear here. He was walking in a hurry, rubbing his neck with his hands as he walked, lowering his head, and muttering something softly in his mouth.
When the scholar reached the temple gate and was about to step out, he felt like he was about to bump into someone. He put down his hand and raised his head, and the girl in front of him was very close.
The young lady raised her head, looked seriously into the scholar's eyes, and asked lightly but very clearly: "Master, do you remember Yu Fei?"
This matter was already settled between the two families, and the left prime minister was a very informal person, so he didn't feel ashamed at all in front of the two children. Now I see that Mr. Chen is interested in his daughter, and he is even more proud and happy.
The right minister, who had been a close friend of the family, had no intention of repenting. Today he met Miss Mu and was very satisfied, so he immediately wanted to agree on a date with the left minister.
The officiant sang three kowtows loudly, and the couple bowed again and again. After finishing, the groom looked at the bride's shy cheeks under the veil and couldn't help but feel happy.
He raised his hand, trembling uncontrollably, and was about to lift the veil, when he suddenly opened his eyes and froze on the spot.
Everyone still didn't understand what happened, but they saw the groom falling straight forward like a stiff corpse, hitting the bewildered bride.