Chapter 213 Worship

The beggar could not prevent the old general from being so direct and eager that she would marry Major General Ximen that night!

"This..." Although Ximen Moyi was so anxious that his forehead was full of cold sweat, he could not say anything to disappoint his father's interest. From time to time, he looked at the beggar with the corners of his eyes, and his cold face was confused and embarrassed.

The beggar still wanted to say "no", but the old general's expression and pleading eyes made her soft and compassionate.

seems to be the last bright and halo emitted by the sunset when he is old, and it seems that the old man is hidden behind his merit and fame, full of the breath of heroic years. The beggar could smell it. Even if the plan went smoothly as she thought, the glory of the old general had reached the end of the curtain.

The beggar's mood is so complicated that he can't resist this boxing father's love.

What if you worship the young general? The future is unpredictable, and I don't know what will happen today.

Just think of it as fulfilling his wish. Even a kind deception.

Sometimes, the form is greater than the content.

She knew that Simon would be happy. Even if he doesn't like her and doesn't want to be bound by marriage, as long as she nod, he will not hesitate to agree.

What's more, she can't see it. He always has such an unusual and obscure friendship with her.

The beggar saw that the old general's tears filled his eyes and couldn't help but burst out and said, "I listen to the general."

When the old general heard this, he was shocked for a long time and asked repeatedly, "Really?"

The beggar nodded steadily: "Really."

The old general took the beggar's hand and jumped like a child. He muttered, "That's great, that's good..."

Is this still the powerful General Ximen who frightened the enemy?

Looking at Ximen Moyi again, his face was stunned and incredible.

"Stupid boy! Why don't you come and lead your daughter-in-law!" While scolding the young general, the old general said flatteringly to the beggar, "It's really wrong for you to follow my stupid son."

Such an old general is cute and funny, but the beggar is also moved. The corners of the eyes are sour, and the suppressed tears are full and painful.

"Where is the grievance?" The beggar simply gave the best comfort to the old general and said coquettishly, "You see that the young general is stunned... nothing. I'm just afraid that he doesn't want to pay homage to me.

The old general shouted "righter" several times. Seeing that he had no response, he hurriedly said, "He is too happy!"

Then, the old general said in a hurry, "You two talk first and get used to the relationship in front of the bridal chamber!" I'll clean up Yier's big tent, and then you will worship heaven and earth there!"

The old general was in a hurry. The beggar and Simon remained silent.

"You...you..." Simon asked with difficulty, "What do you think?"

The beggar deliberately teased him and smiled, "What do you think? What else can you think? It's just to marry you."

Simon Moyi increasingly didn't know what to say: "This... this is about to begin."

After holding back for a long time, he spit out a sentence: "It's not too late for you to repent."

"What should I do if I regret it?" The beggar looked curious.

"Then we... just..." Simon said silently, "I haven't held your hand yet."

"Yes? Every time you teach me martial arts and horse riding, you have touched my hands many times. There are more intimate than this. Why don't you admit it? In the past, if the beggar saw a beautiful man with such a domineering and powerful appearance and such a shy heart, he would have had a good time, but now he has restrained a lot of those bad signs, and only happened to ask with a smile.

Simon silently said, "That...not...intentionally..."

The beggar said, "Do you mean that you are going to do it on purpose today?"

Ximen was embarrassed and said with a red face, "I don't know."

The beggar almost passed out of breath and smiled, "Then let's go to the new house hand in hand. Let's see how it is arranged."

Simon Moyi did not dare to stretch out his hand. The beggar grabbed his hand and said, "What? Are you afraid that I will eat it?"

It was not until he was about to reach the tent that Ximen Moyi, who was full of sweat in his hand, trembled quietly and carefully clenched the beggar's little hand.

The old general was inexperienced and was very busy. When he saw Yi'er holding the beggar's hand in, he was full of joy and said, "Yi'er, you are amazing! Better than dad! Have more courage than dad! How dare you hold the hand of your beloved! Tut!"

It doesn't matter. Simon Moyi was scalded by a soldering iron and was in a hurry to abandon the beggar. Beggar grabbed a few fingers of him with his backhand and joked, "Do you want to escape?"

Ah? No!" Simon said silently, "I'm... I want to help my father clean up."

The old general laughed and said, "You'd better tidy up your appearance. You don't need to come here!" It's the best reward for me to pack myself up and handsomely!"

Ximen silently lowered his head to see if the clothes and shoes were comprehensive. The beggar said, "Let me help you sort it out!"

In fact, it's already very good. In order to relieve his restraint, the beggar deliberately turned over his collar, patted him on the back of his shoulder, and pretended to take care of it, quite like a virtuous little wife.

The old general stopped his work and stared at the scene. There is joy, generosity, relief and a trace of envy in his eyes.

The beggar looked sad and quickly said, "You don't need to arrange it much. Everything is simple!"

There were simple tables and stools. The old general cut a piece of red cloth and tied two rough red flowers to his chest for the beggar and righteous son. Then he sat down slowly on the stool behind the table.

He was so excited that he suddenly sat on his back and fell to the ground. The beggar and Yi'er hurried to help him, and he said, "It's okay! It's okay," and then he got up and sat down again. Sweat flowed from his gray temples, and the beggar thought he was overexcited and didn't care.

Ximen's heart beat wildly and looked restless, and he didn't dare to look at anyone more.

The atmosphere became extremely quiet, and the old general remained in a flat tone and said, "One worship heaven and earth..."

He couldn't help but go away until Yi'er and the beggar couple worshipped each other.

One is as delicate as flowers in candlelight, and the other is shy in calmness. The old general personally sent them to the bridal chamber, the small tent where the beggar lived.

Although the beggar deliberately straightened up when he saw the old general walking, his legs and feet seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and he actually felt a sense of staggering. He secretly doubted that he would not fall into something just now, right?

Just looked sideways at her face, and the old general said to her, "My foot is cramped. I'll just soak it with medicinal wine later!" Hurry up and get to business!"

Yi'er took the beggar's arm and walked to the bedside. The old general was still looking at them at the door of the small tent and did not leave. The beggar is embarrassed now. The old general won't have to witness the whole process of the round room, will he?

That sweat, the beggar gave a wink to Ximen. He was stunned and said, "Father, please go back to rest."

"Well, okay..." The old general said repeatedly, took two steps, turned around, and was worried and said, "Yi'er, don't live up to the beautiful scenery!"

"Uh... OK..." Simon answered silently.