"Where do you think the bride usually is?"
"New house." The general looked puzzled. He wondered if the soldiers had locked the bride away.
"Where is the new house?"
"Bed... Wait! What do you want to do?" The general suddenly jumped up and retreated to the corner of the bed, looking at the soldiers warily.
"What do you think we can do on the new bed on our wedding night? Huh?" The soldier slowly climbed onto the bed and approached the soldier.
"No, no, no... You made a mistake! The person you are going to worship with is your bride! Wait! I'll help you call her in."
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