The wheelchair behind the pillar, Bai Jiuxi glimpsed it when he first entered the ancestral hall, but he didn't know that it turned out that the person sitting on it was a crippled young man.

And this person is about to become her husband.

She thought it was an eighty or ninety grandfather.

"Jiuxi, what nonsense are you talking about, how can you choose one...... People who can't stand up?"

Bai Wan looked at Bai Jiuxi with a blank face, feeling that this girl was nonsense.

But Bai Jiuxi said: "Such a talent is easy to control." ”

In case of a fight after marriage, she can still have an advantage, right?

After speaking, she winked at Bai Wan and walked slowly to the pillar.

Those who stood in front of the pillar unconsciously got out of the way.

The black wheelchair rested quietly behind the pillar, and the vermilion wood pillar, which required two people to hold to form a circle, blocked the person in the wheelchair.

Bai Jiuxi looked down, and he could only see a pair of legs on a wheelchair and a man's hand on a wheelchair.

Pale, slender, with well-defined bones.

The hand was shockingly white against the background of a black suit and a wheelchair.

When Bai Jiuxi approached, he stopped, and the person in the wheelchair pushed the wheelchair out from behind the pillar.

Wheelchair stopped.

The young man raised his head, and a pair of deep peach blossom eyes under his narrow sword eyebrows looked up at Bai Jiuxi.

The gaze is slightly cool, like the last light of day that will fall into darkness at dusk.

"This is the fourth-ranked Young Master Twilight, the son of Ms. Song Rui. Lawyer Sun came to Bai Jiuxi's side, and the tone of his introduction was also a little more compassionate.

"Hmph, waste with sparrows. ”

I don't know who it is, but he laughed abruptly in the silence.

Bai Jiuxi felt that the light in those peach blossom eyes was a little cooler, and he was about to fall into the darkness.

The men of the Song family all follow the Song Dynasty, handsome and superior. And the Song Bodui in front of him, who suffers from leg disease, turned out to be a leader.

The facial features are deep and three-dimensional, the nose is thin and the lips are thin, the sword eyebrows are resolute, the red and half-drunk peach blossom eyes soften the sharp feeling brought by the deep facial features, and the excessively pale and slightly sickly complexion makes him look more like the characters in the painting.

Bai Jiuxi felt that he might have committed the mistake of greedy for beauty the moment he saw this man.

It's just that Song Bodui's appearance doesn't seem to be very consistent with the Song family. Although it is good-looking, it is a completely different style, is it more inherited from his father's appearance?

Bai Jiuxi didn't know why she was stunned all of a sudden, and when she came back to her senses, Song Bodui had already pushed her wheelchair around her.

She hurriedly turned around, and the fingers hanging at her side brushed the back of his hand pushing the wheelchair, as if an electric current jumped through the veins, and she was a little flustered.

Song Bodui stopped his wheelchair, stared at the door of the ancestral hall with a dull gaze, and said indifferently: "I won't marry you." ”

The surrounding atmosphere was stagnant again because of Song Bodu's words.

On the side, Song Bohan jumped out, but before he could continue to taunt Bai Jiuxi, he saw Bai Jiuxi suddenly rush out two steps and block in front of Song Boxi.

"Song Bodui, but I want you. ”

The man raised his head, his peach blossom eyes focused on the slender figure of the girl in front of him, and against the light shining in from the entrance of the ancestral hall, Song Bodui saw Bai Jiuxi's expression clearly for the first time.

On the plain face, a pair of freshly cut willow leaf-like pupils were panicked like a startled deer at the moment, faintly jumping...... Excitement and obsession.

Song Bodui lowered her eyes and held the wheelchair with both hands.

Thin lips tugged slightly, and a sneer.

"Get out!"