Beside the palanquin was a mean-looking matchmaker.
"Mother, someone is getting married. But why don't I see the groom?" Chu Ziluo asked curiously.
Ye Muyu was resting on Chu Heng's shoulder. When she heard that, she looked up and felt strange. "I don't know. Maybe the groom is sick, so he can't come to pick up the bride?"
"Oh, you can do that?" Chu Ziluo nodded and did not ask any more questions. However, she continued to look at the palanquin curiously.
Chu Jin suddenly called out. "Ah, Uncle Zhang! Stop the carriage! I lost my Zhuge Lock!"
Zhang Shu, who was driving the carriage in front, heard this and quickly stopped.
The carriage wanted to listen, but Chu Jin immediately lifted the curtain and ran down.
"Han Zhuang, protect Young Master," Chu Heng said.
"Yes, Master."
Han Zhuang strode down and stood beside Chu Jin.
