CHAPTER 927: CHAPTER 929: SISTER, SAVE ME

The bride stepped out of the sedan chair and threw the veil directly back into it.

The matchmaker frowned in displeasure, quite unsatisfied. What a rude girl.

She disapprovingly scolded the bride, "Why are you so unruly? How did your family teach you? It’s very inauspicious for a bride to lift her veil before reaching the groom’s house."

"Matchmaker, let’s hurry up. I can’t hold it anymore. Let’s go quickly and return soon so that I can reach my husband’s home early."

The matchmaker glanced at the bride, finally hearing something sensible from her. They couldn’t delay, as the family was waiting over there.

"Matchmaker, rest assured, I got onto the sedan chair willingly."

The matchmaker gave a sidelong glance. With so many people around, the girl wouldn’t dare run away, "Alright, alright, let’s go quickly."

Then she instructed the sedan carriers and the musicians, "If you want to go, hurry up and go, so there’s no trouble later."

After speaking, the matchmaker pointed towards the trees and the ground beneath them, "Just relieve yourself over there."

The bride glanced over there, "Okay."

The matchmaker twisted her large body and led the petite bride over.

Before leaving, the bride glanced back at Xiaoxiao in the distance.

That glance made Xiaoxiao’s heart skip a beat. This bride had looked at her twice now.

The first time, when she lifted the curtain, there was a look of despair mixed with delight.

The second time, it was as if seeking help.

At this moment, Yang Ming stepped down from the carriage, seeing his wife deep in thought, he assumed she was envious.

He patted her shoulder, "Honey, our son is well-fed. Let’s hurry on our way."

"Oh, okay." Xiaoxiao withdrew her gaze, got into the carriage, and after getting in, she curiously lifted the window to look out.

But she saw a surprising scene.

The bride hadn’t gone far when she suddenly pushed the large-bodied matchmaker to the ground.

Caught off guard, the matchmaker fell, gritting her teeth and shouting, "Ouch! How dare you push me!"

Seeing her chance, the bride lifted her skirt and started running.

Inside the carriage, Xiaoxiao had a bad feeling. Wasn’t the bride running towards her?

At this time, Yang Ming hadn’t gotten into the carriage yet, as he had just stopped the carriage to let the horse and the little lamb graze by the roadside. He was now hurrying the lamb onto the carriage, so it hadn’t started yet.

Seeing the bride attempting to escape, the matchmaker couldn’t let this happen. She quickly got up to chase, calling out to the sedan carriers, "You guys, hurry up, the bride is trying to run. Catch her."

Due to her large body, when the matchmaker ran, she wobbled and couldn’t catch up with the petite bride who was swift on her feet.

But the sedan carriers were a group of burly men. Upon hearing the matchmaker’s shout and seeing the fleeing bride, they immediately gave chase.

"You little wench, how dare you run? You can run away now, but you can’t escape forever. If your family can’t come up with enough silver, you’ll have to marry over there, even if you run back."

"Better obediently marry over, or there’ll be consequences."

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Even if Xiaoxiao was slow, she understood by now. This was about silver, and they were forcibly taking the girl.

The bride, using all her strength, finally reached the front of the carriage. She banged on the door frantically, crying out, "Sister, save me, save me, I don’t want to marry that fool."