When Song Qingyi opened his eyes, the two dragon and phoenix red candles that first caught his eyes made him stunned for a moment, and then he felt the abnormal heat all over his body.

Smiled bitterly, I didn't expect Luo Tuo to be like him now, and there would be someone who was interested in using the means?

But then the sound from outside the door made Song Qingyi stunned in shock.

"Son, tonight's cave room is a candle night, no matter what, you are not allowed to leave this room!" Along with the familiar shouting came the sound of chains pulling and locking.

Probably hearing that there was no reply or movement inside, the people outside sighed and left.

Actually, it's not that Song Qingyi didn't answer, he was completely stunned.

Looking up in a daze, Song Qingyi realized that he had been lying on the ground just now, and he was still wrapped with hemp rope around his body. And this room, which had just shocked him, was his cave room where his late father's voice had told him.

Song Qingyi remembered that he had only liked one woman in his life, but he had married twice, and his father recognized that he had only married a wife, and that time his father tied him up with his own hands, and his mother was afraid that he would resist passively, so she fed him drugs to help him.

Enduring the discomfort on his body, Song Qingyi reluctantly broke away from the hemp rope that had been loosened on his body, got up, and unexpectedly saw the big red and lotus gown on the side of the happy bed, the long black hair knotted and the ponytail hanging down from the covered red pari, and the two white hands held the "bride" of the peace fruit, his wife.

The big red and lotus gown, which is a wedding dress that only male wives wear, turned out to be the night he married his wife!

Song Qingyi was extremely shocked in his heart, what was going on, he was obviously conspired by the two of them to steal the ancestral secret recipe, take away the family property, his father and mother died, and he was also blasted out of the Song family, and he fainted in the broken temple with hunger, how could he wake up again in the scene that had long passed?

Was he dreaming?

pinched himself hard, it hurt so much that he almost shed tears, and Song Qingyi trembled and couldn't stand steadily. Not dreaming? It's true? He really went back to all the times when a qiē hadn't happened yet......

Trembling slightly, he took a step forward, and the person sitting on the bed seemed to be startled by his movements, and the peace fruit in his hand fell suddenly.

The sound of the Ping An Fruit landing woke Song Qingyi, he saw the man move, as if he wanted to get up to pick up the Ping An Fruit, and then probably remembered the words that Xi Niang explained that he could not move before the hijab was removed, and stopped moving.

Because of that moment, the red hijab shook slightly.

Song Qingyi also stopped his movements and looked at the man quietly. He remembered that the man ...... It should be called Qi Runyun. The bright red color that had precipitated in his memory resurfaced, Song Qingyi gritted his teeth, and his eyes that were almost about to cry with regret could not be restrained from falling on the man's still flat abdomen.

Once...... Or it should be said that in the "after" that once happened, he, a quiet wife, but because of him, he fell with a corpse and two lives, and his unborn child lay silently in a red blood, and the only thing in his arms was a tablet prepared by the man himself, on which it was simply written coldly, Song Qi's Runyun.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and finally let the overflowing water vapor in his eyes slide down. Song Qingyi covered his mouth hard, now his home has not dispersed, his parents are alive, his wife is not dead, his young son is not out, he is still too late, he can't cry! Don't let others notice the difference. It is his luck to live again, it is God's mercy, and he will cherish it......

Finally suppressed the affection, Song Qingyi stepped forward cautiously, and held the weighing rod on the table with reverence - how did he do it in the past, he pulled the hijab casually, did not hand over a glass of wine, did not have lotus seeds and peanuts raw dumplings, but just asked for his wife with medicinal properties, and completed the task he promised his father, without any respect and pity that the main room deserved.

He remembered that on the second day of the cave house, he went to his father to negotiate to marry his younger sister, and he didn't care at all whether the person he had been ravaging all night got up or not, and how he went to the backyard alone to greet his mother, aunts, and uncles with that body.

Now, he has been drugged by his mother, but he does not have the same anger as he did at that time, only the shame and pity for the person in front of him - not only because he knows the innocence of this person in everything, but also because he can't get rid of the blood-red belly figure in his memory.

The weighing rod carefully lifted the hijab, revealing a smooth face - the man's eyebrows were drooping, and his long black hair was neatly combed, and it was simply fixed with a delicate three-color glazed spirit bird hairpin, and the face was not feminine, but indifferent and elegant. And Song Qingyi, whose eyes fell on the hairpin, was in a slight trance - he remembered that this hairpin was an ornament that could only be worn by the daughter-in-law of the Song family, and the three-color one could only be worn by the wife. It's just that the one on this person's head was later taken away by him and given to the femme fatale who fascinated his mind, and threw the face of Qi Runyun, the lady in charge, to the ground and stepped on it. And his parents also quarreled with him because of this incident, and his mother was directly angry with him.

It seemed that because Song Qingyi had not made any follow-up movements, Qi Runyun finally raised his head, and his hair-black eyes fixed on Song Qingyi's somewhat stunned gaze.

Because he was fed some drugs to help him, Song Qingyi was already very hot, and his complexion was even more flushed under the excitement just now, the whites of his eyes burst red, and his eyes became a little deep when he remembered some past events, and with the tears that slid down his cheeks, Qi Runyun, who had just met his gaze, was stunned for a moment, and then slowly raised his hand and untied the red gown on his body.

"Please have mercy on ......" Qi Runyun's voice was low and hoarse, not beautiful, but it was not offensive, and although his expression was indifferent at the moment, his posture of following his gaze actually made Song Qingyi's heart move.

It seems that in the little time we spent together, this person was always so quiet, and occasionally said in a low and dumb voice, and this sentence "Please have mercy." But there were few words that left an impression on him.

Although men and women in the world can be pregnant, female wives are still the mainstream, and most of the wives who will be men are poor in the family and forced by life, although Qi Runyun does not belong to this situation, but compared to the huge Song family, the Qi family sent him, how can it not be forced by life. And Qi Runyun, as a son-in-law, was given up by the family just because he was born and the family tree of the Song family was combined, and Song Qingyi once felt that as a man, he should be resentful. No matter how forced he is, he still has to have his dignity, but Qi Runyun accepted it quietly, and even the sentence "please have mercy" on the wedding night seemed to be willing, so in the past, Song Qingyi looked down on Qi Runyun a little, or even because of the relationship with that woman, he was even more unkind to this innocent person.

But right now, having experienced the big waves of life and the warmth of human affection, how could Song Qingyi not understand that Qi Runyun is like this, he can be regarded as giving up himself to protect a large family behind him, perhaps from this aspect, Qi Runyun knows the word responsibility better than Song Qingyi.

Sighing, Song Qingyi put down the weighing rod in his hand, the gradual flooding of his lower abdomen made it more and more difficult for him to maintain his sanity, and the person in front of him had lost his coat and was only wearing semi-transparent underwear, which made his mouth even more dry, and the sentence "Please have mercy." It didn't arouse his disgust like that before, but made him feel a little tenderness in his heart.

Somewhat hurriedly untied the wedding clothes, Song Qingyi closed his eyes and calmed down - even the other party was aware of the abnormality of his body. With a wry smile, he didn't want Qi Runyun to suffer as much as he used to, but right now, it seemed that even he couldn't control himself.

Reluctantly cleaned up his senses, Song Qingyi took the two glasses of wine beside the bed and handed one over, "I'm sorry for making you wronged." Without waiting for Qi Runyun's answer, Song Qingyi took care of himself and drank wine with him, then turned around and put peanuts, lotus seeds, raw dumplings and other ingredients in the bowl, and fed the two people with a little rudeness and urgency.

Song Qingyi noticed his "grievance", which made the other party tremble his eyelashes, and then the person had no other reaction, whether it was his hurried action or the rudeness of throwing away the dishes casually, but when Song Qingyi undressed and put down the bed tent, he turned his head slightly and closed his eyes.