The fact that Qian Diewu lifted her red hijab in front of everyone made Qian Cai and others gasp. They were really afraid that Jimo Wuming would get angry and settle the score with them on the spot, but Jimo Wuming didn't say anything and just got on his horse and left.

When the wedding team walked away, Qian Cai breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeves, and sighed: "Finally gone, so dangerous."

"I didn't expect that Qian Diewu could actually marry into Mo Castle, huh." Qianjin stared at the direction where the wedding party was leaving, her eyes full of jealousy and unwillingness.

"Even so, I don't know what the Lord of Mo Castle thinks of him. He actually wants to marry such a lowly person. I think he must be an ugly person. Marrying someone with no status is the only way to avoid being disliked by the other party." Qian Yin was not reconciled.

, in envy, jealousy and hatred.

"You two, please stop saying anything. If people from Mo Castle hear this, we will die." Madam Qian didn't want to offend Mo Castle, so she didn't envy Qian Diewu at all for being able to marry into Mo Castle. When she saw Zhou Liniang on the side, she

He taunted her, "Zhou Liniang, your daughter married into Mo Castle, then where should you go? Don't forget, I gave you the divorce letter yesterday, and you are no longer from Qianjiaxu."

Zhou Liniang slowly retracted her gaze and replied coldly: "I will leave Qianjiachu immediately."

"That's the best. In this way, you can save two pairs of chopsticks."

Zhou Liniang ignored Mrs. Qian and continued to look at the direction in which the wedding team disappeared. She missed her daughter and wished her happiness. After a long time, she returned to Qianjiachu, packed her things and left.

Qian Diewu was sitting in the sedan chair, feeling more and more uneasy. She, who had always been calm, could no longer remain calm at this moment. Her palms were covered in cold sweat. She was so nervous, especially when she came to Mo Castle, where the sound of blowing and beating made her nervous.

More panic.

Jimo Wuming jumped off his horse, looked back at the sedan chair, and left without saying anything, leaving all matters to others.

Qian Diewu knew nothing and understood nothing. She did everything according to the instructions. She walked into the hall with Xi Po's support and stood still in the middle of the hall. Although she had a red scarf on her head, she could not see anything.

, but she could still feel that there were many people in the hall, and everyone was staring at her, which made her even more nervous. But one thing she knew very well was that the groom was not present.

This Jimo Wuxuan has quite a lot of airs, but he still doesn't show up at this time. He is indeed as difficult to get along with as the rumors say.

It doesn't matter, she tolerates it.

Jimo Wuxuan was wearing a bright red wedding dress, sitting in a wheelchair, staring motionless out of the window.

Jimo Wuming walked in and reminded him, "Brother, the bride has arrived. Shouldn't you go to the hall to pay your respects? There are many guests here today, even the emperor is here. I'm afraid it won't work if you don't go out."

"Is everything going well?" Jimo Wuxuan answered the question incorrectly. He fiddled with the mechanism on the wheelchair with his hands, turned the wheelchair around, and faced Jimo Wuming.

"Everything went well, except that the bride took off her red hijab before getting into the sedan chair."

"How do you deal with it?"

"I didn't do anything. The reason why she lifted her hijab was to say goodbye to her mother. It can be seen that she has a very good relationship with her mother and is a filial daughter. But I didn't completely believe it. Maybe she was trying to be mysterious.

Gain our trust. To be honest, she is pretty good-looking, barely worthy of you."

"Let's go." Jimo Wuxuan didn't express any opinion on this matter. He pushed the wheels of the wheelchair with his hands and headed towards the door.
Chapter completed!