Wang Song has accepted his fate calmly since the day he couldn't walk. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 He was also angry and lamented, but soon these complicated emotions were transformed into how to live and achieve business in the future.

As for marriage, more, he hopes that he can live alone for the rest of his life without injuring others, but he also knows that his biological mother Ning's wish before her death is to let him start a family.

He has already thought that no matter who he marries, he will treat each other well, even if he can't become a husband and wife, he will make up for her in other ways, and if he wants to leave one day, she will go.

This sentence should have been said after lifting the Xipa, but in the face of that familiar face, Wang Song only felt a suffocation in his chest, and he couldn't speak at all.

That clever and beautiful Li Yan, whose identity is mysterious, turned out to be Jing Mu's second daughter Jing Yan, his wife!

I don't know whether to be happy or what, Wang Song was completely dumbfounded at this moment. He looked at the thrilling woman who was beautiful in the candlelight, it seemed to be more delicate and moving than two days ago, the snow-condensed skin seemed to be shining with mysterious light, and the small black mole on the bridge of the nose was impartial and well-decorated.

Jing Yan raised the corners of her mouth, and a soft smile faded on her face: "Prince Wang, don't come to harm." ”

Wang Song came back from his stunned, threw away the gift of husband and wife, and saluted her as if he were a close friend: "Today's predicament, thank you girl for solving the siege." ”

If he was so smart, he should know who did it by now. Jing Yan was not taboo, and said bluntly: "You and I are already husband and wife, how can I thank you." In the future, I will share weal and woe with my husband, and husband and wife will be of the same heart, so these cumbersome etiquettes will be avoided. ”

Wang Song had a strange feeling in his heart. Such a beautiful girl, who could have married a good family in Heikyo by virtue of her appearance and status, and even married into the royal family like her sister, it is not known why she would marry a cripple like herself?

Also, why did she appear in the Li Mansion that day, didn't the second miss of the Jing family grow up in the mountains since she was a child, and what does it have to do with the Li family?

As for the things that the stepmother and second brother did...... He didn't care, what he cared about was that Jing Yan could not only get him out of trouble, but also bite back.

Beautiful but not stupid, smart but not exposed, an inexplicable feeling breeds in his heart, if he is still a normal person, then this interesting woman in front of him is really the best wife. Wang Song smiled bitterly, God really loves to joke with himself.

Chu Qing and Bai Li accompanied Jing Yan into the mansion together, and they still waited for Jing Yan closely. Although Wang Song was unable to be a husband and wife with crippled legs, he still slept on the beauty couch next to him with the support of Chu Qing and Bai Li.

After a night of silence, a tacit understanding arose between the two without words.

Early the next morning, Jing Yan got up comfortably, she glanced at the beauty couch on the side, the bedding on it had been neatly tied, Chu Qing had a smile on her face, and walked to Jing Yan and called her: "Young lady, the eldest young master is waiting for you at the door to go and give tea to the old lady." ”

Got up so early?

Jing Yan's eyes blinked, and he put on the clothes he had prepared, and the green silk like a waterfall was loosely pulled into a bun, and he was already bright and moving after a little dressing. She heard the sound of the wooden wheel rolling at the door, and Wang Song's gentle and gentle face gradually appeared in front of her.

"Madame, how was you resting yesterday?"

"Thank you husband for your care, the concubine is sleeping like mud, please don't blame the husband."

Wang Song nodded: "Then please ask Mrs. to go with me to greet my father and mother." ”

Chu Qing stepped forward to help Wang Song push the wheelchair, but Jing Yan waved her hand: "I'll come." In the eyes of outsiders, Jing Yan and Wang Song seem to be a loving little couple, but they don't know that they both have things hidden in their hearts.

Before I entered the middle hall, I already saw a lot of people sitting inside. Bai Li was surprised and muttered: "This Wang family got up really early, as if they hadn't slept." ”

Jing Yan smiled in his heart, can you get up early, yesterday was so troublesome, I shouldn't have the heart to sleep at all.

Wang Song saw the subtle changes on her face, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth in an arc.

When Jing Yan pushed Wang Song into the middle hall, she dressed up a little and lit up the whole room, and everyone's eyes were all on her at once. The scrutiny, the jealousy, the coveting, the speculation were all undisguised, staring straight at her, as if they wanted to see her through.

But Jing Yan didn't give these eyes a little response, she noticed that Wang Guanghe did not appear in front of the hall, and only the main mother Ji was sitting on it.

The daughter-in-law didn't have time to drink the tea, so something must have happened outside. Jing Yan stared at the tip of his nose, gently pushed Wang Song, took the tea cup sent by the maidservant, and knelt at Ji's feet appropriately: "Daughter-in-law gives tea to mother." ”

Sitting on the carved chair, Ji Shi was wearing a peacock green gourd double happiness pattern brocade jacket, and the eight-treasure tortoiseshell hairpin that had always been bright and dazzling was inserted in the black and shiny cloud temples, and his face was obviously carefully trimmed, and the whole person looked radiant and graceful.

But the heavy pink delicacy still couldn't hide the slight blue under her eyes, and the slightly hung phoenix eyes showed a sense of exhaustion, obviously she hadn't slept well all night.

I saw that Ji took the tea cup in Jing Yan's hand with kind eyes, and nodded with satisfaction, but did not call her to get up, and still let her kneel on the cold ground. It is not yet spring, and the generous green bricks are cold to the bones, and a weak woman can't stand kneeling on the ground for so long.

Wang Song's brows furrowed slightly, and it was obvious that the Ji family was starting to be angry with her.

"In the future, you will be the eldest young lady of our Wang family, and your words and deeds must comply with the rules of our Wang family. If there is any disobedience, it will be dealt with by family law! ”

The fire in Ji's heart should have been aimed at Wang Songfa, but there was no way, Wang Song was physically disabled and couldn't kneel for her, so he could only let Jing Yan bear it. She looked at Jing Yan, who was as beautiful as a flower, kneeling on the ground, and felt indescribably relieved, and slowly drank the tea in her hand, as if this tea could drink some kind of flower.

Ji Guizhi's lofty eyes swept inch by inch across Jing Yan's face, wanting to see when she begged for mercy because she couldn't stand it, so that she could say that she was squeamish in another way, and she couldn't bear such a thing, how to take care of the family business in the future. But after a cup of tea, Jingyan is like a sculpture, let alone begging for mercy, even if he doesn't move his legs, feet and arms, his back is straight, his face is thunderous, and he retains the same bright smile as just now.

Ji couldn't help but feel a little bored, and snorted in his throat, motioning for her to stand up.

Jing Yan's legs were already numb, the cold ground almost made her unconscious, and the moment she stood up, when the blood returned to her knees, it was like thousands of ants pouring into her body together, frantically devouring everything, this taste was extremely uncomfortable.

But she always gritted her teeth and did not slack off. She has already tasted this sin in the dungeon, and blindly showing weakness can only make the tormentor of you find it more interesting. Not to mention the cold ground, even if she kneels on the tip of the knife, she won't snort!