Hua Xiucai's mouth was half open and her eyes were wide open. The bride didn't have three eyes or a nose, but she had the face of a woman who was shy when the moon was over. The corners of Dong Beier's mouth turned up, revealing two cute dimples, and she had a willow-leaf eyebrow.

The slender black eyes below teased the scholar with a hint of spring.

"Shouldn't my husband help me get out of the sedan chair?" She smiled charmingly.

Surrounded by everyone, the newlyweds were finally sent to the poor "bridal chamber", and then the strange bride-to-be team exited the Snow Raking Village. Dongbei Er covered her head with the hijab again and did not want to see strangers.

Seeing that there was no excitement to be seen, the neighbors who were making noises, and the poor Hua Xiucai family couldn't even eat the wedding wine, so they dispersed in twos and threes chatting away.

Hua Xiucai carried a large box that Dong Bei'er was getting married into into the courtyard. When he opened it, he was dumbfounded. In addition to some daily necessities necessary for weddings, there was actually a gold ingot in the box.

Dong Beier sat obediently and quietly on the edge of the kang in Hua Xiucai's house, with her head covered with a hikerchief and her hands between her knees. She couldn't help but laugh as she listened to Hua Xiucai's encouragement of her dowry.

"Come in, why are you standing there stupidly? Could it be that my husband wants to sleep all night with the slave's dowry in his arms? Haha..." Dong Beier simply lifted up the Xipa herself.

Hua Xiucai quickly covered his eyes with his sleeves. He was afraid. He was afraid that what he saw for the first time was an illusion. Whose daughter would be willing to marry him? Isn't this pushing the daughter into a pit of fire? Besides, marriage has been around since ancient times.

It was his parents who ordered a matchmaker. His parents never mentioned to him that he was engaged before his death, and now that the family was so poor, it was impossible for a matchmaker to come to the house. He was afraid, he was afraid that this was just a dream.

"Ms. sir, come here! Why are you still standing there?" Dong Beier flirted with Hua Xiucai ambiguously, which made Hua Xiucai's bones brittle.

"That... that... Miss Dong, I..." Hua Xiucai stammered, at a loss to face this beautiful and charming girl who was as beautiful as a flower.

"What are you talking about? My husband wants to call me my wife, or if my husband doesn't mind, you can call me Belle." Dong Beier covered the scholar's mouth with her soft little hands, and the fragrance of the girl's body fragrance suddenly penetrated into the scholar's mouth.

It feels like a dream in the nose.

Hua Chenluo is a conscientious person. She has memorized the Four Books and Five Classics since she was a child. She knows that matters between men and women must be governed by the orders of their parents and their matchmakers. This Dongbei'er is so beautiful, as beautiful as the bright stars in the sky falling into the mortal world.

between; as beautiful as the fairy from the Yaochi in the dream; as beautiful as the vixen who has cultivated in the snowy mountains for thousands of years in the legend of the Saibei people. Which man wouldn’t like such a fairy woman? But Hua Chenluo always felt that the woman’s origin was unclear, but

I am a poor scholar but there is nothing worthy of Dong Beier's deception.

"Miss Belle, I really don't know you."

Dong Beier smiled charmingly and raised her hand to pick up the two glasses of wine on the table. Her graceful figure turned gracefully in a circle, and the red wedding skirt danced like a beautiful butterfly. The scholar was still stunned.

As he stood, he saw Dong Beier sitting in his arms. He wanted to hide, but he didn't want to hide. How could any man resist the charming and beautiful girl in his arms?

She handed the wine glass to Hua Xiucai, then grabbed him with her arm and wanted to drink from it.
Chapter completed!