A delicate and pretentious voice came from inside the sedan door: "Since the officials want to see it, then let's see it."
The matchmaker resisted her cold expression and reached out to open the door of the sedan.
Sitting inside was a woman wearing bright red bridal makeup, staring at a wedding handkerchief on her head.
The soldier made a gesture towards the matchmaker, who stretched out her hand towards the bride and said: "Madam, come down first, the officials want to check the sedan chair."
"Huh, that's really troublesome," the bride said coquettishly, stretched out a slender but slightly tough wrist, grabbed the matchmaker's hand, and walked down coquettishly.
The matchmaker's forehead was covered with black lines and she whispered: "Can you please stop being so pretentious?"
The bride said in a voice that only she could hear: "Who wants you to let me dress up as the bride?
There are so many women out there.
If you can't be the bride, you have to let me do it."
The matchmaker grinned slightly and squeezed Hua Manlou's hand hard, almost making him scream.
"You want to murder your husband?"
Hua Manlou deliberately hugged her and pinched her waist hard.
Baiyin almost screamed, but still held it back.
The soldier who was checking the sedan looked at the two of them strangely, and then said to Baiyin: "Let us check this woman."
Baiyin hurriedly pretended to be pretentious and said: "How can this be done?
The bride is going to get married, so she can't just let outsiders see her."
The more she acted like this, the more the soldier wanted to spy on the bride, and he shouted directly: "We are arresting fugitives.
If you don't cooperate, then don't blame us for being rude."
Baiyin pretended to be trembling and had no choice but to say to the tall and proud bride beside him: "My wife, I'm sorry for you."
As she spoke, she unceremoniously lifted the hipa away, revealing a face with bruises that had not yet faded away.
The onlookers were all shocked.
Although this tall and tall bride looked delicate, her face was covered in bruises and bruises.
It was a bit miserable to look at.
The soldiers hurriedly took Xia Lige's portrait and compared it.
They found that although the bride in front of them looked handsome, she was not Xia Lige, so they had to wave their hands and give up.
Baiyin quickly gave Xipa to Huaman on the roof again, sent him to the sedan chair, then waved to the wedding team and said, "Let's go."
At this time, all the soldiers in Ximen also knew that Dugu Mu was making trouble at the south gate.
Maybe Xia Lige was hiding in his team leaving the capital, and the ordinary people in Ximen were not so strict in their interrogation.
The wedding team led by Bai Yin walked out of the west gate openly and headed towards the predetermined location.
As soon as they left the city gate, Huamanlou jumped out of the sedan chair, and together with Baiyin helped the groom, who had been shaking, in.
"Aunt" Li Ge's face was frighteningly pale at this time, and her body was freezing cold.
Baiyin gave her a few pills to swallow with a solemn expression, and then said to the bearer: "You have to speed up, we have to rush to the other hospital tonight to treat the princess's injuries."
The bearers were all shadows of Dugu Mu.
After hearing her instructions, they immediately hurried towards the other courtyard outside the city gate.
Dugumu, who was far away at the south gate, finally stopped teasing the guards at the gate after receiving the news that Li Ge and others had left safely, and actually cooperated very well and allowed the soldiers to start the investigation.
As a result, the soldiers tried their best for more than half an hour, but couldn't find anything and had to let him go.
Your Majesty, you lost a demon queen
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