Heroine Saves A Gentleman

Zhou Xiaoxiao continued, “Secondly, since young miss will marry the king, then we are a family. Please don’t hurt the servants and after the ceremony is over, you have to let them go.”

Then she tugged on Cheng Shizhao and said, “Elder young miss, say something.”

His face was flushed and he harshly glared at Huang Tiangu, turning his head to the side.

Huang Tiangu concluded that the ladies were ignorant and he would just agree to their conditions for now. After all, he was just keeping them alive for the night.

After their wedding festivities, he’d have his minions bring them down the mountain and secretly kill them. He’d just say he let them return home and there was nothing the ladies could do about it anyway.

Of the two ladies, one was gentle and quiet, and the other was charming and delicate. He would do anything to enjoy his life with the two ladies.

Right then, his heart was tingling and he wanted badly to tug the ladies into the room and start their wedding night.

Therefore, he agreed without a doubt and hastily asked for the third condition. “What’s the third condition?”

Zhou Xiaoxiao smiled and said, “The third condition is simple. My young miss is a sincere worshipper and since Bodhisattva bestowed us with this marriage, she wants to remain a vegetarian for three days in order to thank the spirits and there will be no murders occurring. Since you want to marry my young miss, you must follow these conditions as well. Don’t mention killing anyone in these three days but you can’t even slaughter chickens. If you agree with these conditions, we will follow you endlessly and stay here.”

Huang Tiangu tweaked his ears and scratched his cheeks, unable to contain his joy. “I’ll follow, I’ll follow. I won’t kill anyone or slaughter chickens, only being affectionate and sweet couples.”

When Cheng Shiqi heard Huang Tianyu agree to the conditions, he calmed down since he knew he wasn’t going to be killed. While they were off guard, he gestured at Cheng Shizhao to kill them and he gave him a look. Cheng Shizhao glared at him, motioning for him to quiet down.

Not long later, a few minions had set up a few tables of vegetarian dishes and they randomly spread some red cloth on the tables and placed red candles on top.

They made the entire serene Buddha hall into a crowded and delightful hall.

Then people found two more red pieces of cloth and placed it over Yu Xingzhi and Cheng Shizhao’s head, acting as a bridal veil.

They helped the two to the table and then noisily started the banquet.

All the monks took off their monk gowns and changed their clothes, they placed wildflowers and weeds over their ears. Then they began to laugh out loud and enjoy their time.

Then there were a few more people who took out the Chinese shawm and started playing the drum. They were just blowing the shawm casually and at irregular beats.

What a pity that this ancient and solemn temple became an oppressive nest of devils.

In the vast hall, one could only see the group of people dancing happily and randomly.

It was absurd and ridiculous and no one cared how many ghosts were wandering about while they were having fun.

Huang Tiangu had changed into a brand new gown and he wore a brocade waistcoat, with a glossy dark green square scarf over his bald head. Red silk flowers hung on his body and he was ecstatic, looking forward to be the groom.

All the bandits congratulated the King in unison and they took turns toasting him. Huang Tiangu burst into laughter and accepted all the toasts.

At that moment, he drank glass after glass of wine and enjoyed the drinking party.

The whole hall was surrounded by drunks and tables full of mad men.

Huang Tiangu was intoxicated by this point. He stood up, his clothes were open to the world and he looked lustily at the ladies. His body of fat shook as he walked, revealing his hairy chest. He reached over and grabbed Cheng Shizhao everywhere as he said, “Go, go, go. Wives, let’s conduct the ceremony and prepare for the wedding festivities.”

The author has something to say:

Zhou Xiaoxiao: The north wind blows as the snowflake floated in the air. One dislikes how the Heaven isn’t watching this and is miserable that the world is ruthless. My young miss is as beautiful as a flower, but she has to enter a cave of wolves! Cry, cry!

Juanzi: Wu, wu, wu. This is miserable, miserable!

Cheng Shizhao: Act, continue to act, guys.

Yu Xingzhi: Older cousin, don’t interrupt them. Xiaoxiao hasn’t had her fun yet.