Dongfang Yi heard that Weihuan actually talked about other men at this time, and he felt a sulk in his heart, and it was difficult to say, he lowered his head and kissed Weihuan's forehead, and said, "The Holy Lord personally tried him and asked him if he was guilty." ”

Wei Wan nudged Dongfang Wei's face to prevent his kiss from continuing, and said, "Then what did he say?" "It seems that Jin Ze was at least not killed.

Dongfang Yi grabbed Wei Wan's dishonest little hand and kissed her on the cheek again: "He said that at that time, each is his master, and he will do his best." If King An is in ambush, he will not let King An be defeated, but will kill the saint to relieve the siege of the prince. ”

Wei Wan's consciousness at this time had already run from Jin Ze to Dongfang Yi. Dongfang Yi's hand reached into the hem of her clothes, and a trace of cool air permeated into her clothes...... I don't know if Dongfang Yi's hands are hot or the wind is cold, but Wei Wan just trembled slightly, and her words were not good: "...... Dare to answer like this, Jin Ze is really bold......"

Dongfang Yi's dark brown eyes gradually dimmed, and his kiss fell on Weiwan's lips, chin, and neck, and he kissed him, and said: "The saint does not blame him, but makes people loosen their bonds, saying that if you are willing to be loyal to me, I will treat you like King An." If you don't want to help me, go back to your hometown and never see each other for the rest of your life. ”

Wei Wan felt the blood roaring in her body, and said mechanically, "Oh...... Then he ......"

Dongfang Yi said: "He is now the head of the internal guard. Suddenly, he hugged Weihuan off the ground, pulled down his bandeau and kissed him deeply.

There was a sudden tingling pain in her chest, but she couldn't help but scream in a low voice. "Don't make a mark!"

Although it is autumn and her clothes are thick, wouldn't it be a shame if she saw her in the bath every day?

Dongfang Yi said vaguely: "I'll be careful......"

It took a long time before I let Weihuan go. Seeing that Weiwan's face was red and ripe like a peach, she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to look at him, so she only lowered her head and leaned on his chest.

Dongfang Yi's mind was moved, and he hugged Wei Wan tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll take you back to the house next month, okay?" ”

But she was surprised. "Isn't it too fast?"

"Not fast. Don't you want to marry me soon? ”

That's a bit of a weight. Wei Wan looked at Dongfang Yi's eyes and said seriously: "Why don't I want to marry you?" It's just that I've only been in the capital for a few months, and I haven't had time to get close to my mother, so my mother is worried and frightened about me for a while, and I want to honor her for a while. ”

The rules of the Guogong Mansion are big, and the wealthy family is as deep as the sea, but I am afraid that after marrying in, I will not be free when I come out. So how do you honor your aunt and uncle?

But Dongfang Yi had another worry in his heart, which was inconvenient to say. I heard that the saint has recently favored Yang Liangyuan. This Yang family was originally the favorite concubine of King An, according to Princess Wanhua, a little like Weiwan......

Dongfang Yi raised his hand and put a strand of hair that fell in front of Weihuan's face behind her ear, and said, "It's better to get married early, who knows if there will be a king of An to rob you with me in the future...... Huan'er, marry me, and you will be at ease. I will definitely protect you. ”

Wei Wan thought of Wei Honglai, the crown prince Wei Hong at that time was restrained by the good king, if there was a Wei Honglai who had no one to fight against in the future, how would it be good? Thinking about it like this, I also feel that it is good to get married early.

Famous flowers have masters, and ordinary people will not worry about them.

The two talked affectionately for a long time, and Dongfang Yi let Weihuan go back.

That night, when Bi Huan and Pan Zi served Wei Wan to purify herself, they both saw the red marks on Wei Wan's chest, like a little red plum blooming on the snow.

Bi Huan couldn't help but exclaim: "What did the lady get hurt by?" If you are injured like this, you have to go back to Mrs. Yu! ”

Pan Zibai glanced at her, and said with a smile: "You don't have to go back to Mrs., just raise it for a few days." ”

Bi Huan looked at Wei Wan suspiciously. Wei Wan just blushed and didn't make a sound, only complaining about Dongfang Yi in her heart, why did she leave a mark? Is it embarrassing to die?

The next day, Mrs. Zhuang really invited Mrs. Jihou to be a matchmaker. The two matchmakers discussed the marriage. The two families don't care about the money, and it is easy to reach a consensus.

Mrs. Zhuang also knew that it was a bit too much to let Weihuan split up the family, so she only asked the princess to mention it, and if the Guogong Mansion refused, it would be fine.

The princess replied the next day, but the Guogong Mansion really refused, the reason was: "...... Although he is the second son, how can he let his little couple be desolate outside. "It sounds like a beloved son and daughter-in-law.

Mrs. Zhuang had no choice but not to mention the matter of the division of the house.

Within three days, the princess came again, and brought Dongfang Yi's two cousins as the chief and deputy messengers, and took the gift letter to contain a piece of acacia, Jiahe, Ejiao and other things

Mrs. Zhuang saw that the gift letter was made of sandalwood, one foot and two inches long, one inch and two minutes wide, two points thick board, three points thick cover, and eight points wide inside, and a gift list tied with colorful silk threads.

Mrs. Zhuang opened the gift list and looked at it, nodded secretly, asked someone to hand over the marriage letter written by Jing Hou earlier, and invited a waiter to send a letter to make a good tea and dinner, and the two families went to the yamen to register the marriage book, but Wan and Dongfang Yi were legally married.

As soon as the levy was completed, the princess came over again and said that it was an invitation.

Mrs. Zhuang said: "How can there be such a hurry, according to the rules, how can it be half a year later...... After this breath, you are tired to death, and you have to take a breath, right? Besides, it's been more than half a year since my daughter was found, and our mother and daughter haven't been intimate enough...... Duan'er just went to Xishu to study, and he couldn't come back in May. ”

The princess said: "You are only tired of sitting at home and waiting, but I run in the house every day, and a few pairs of shoes are broken!" Duan Shizi is a younger brother, not an elder brother, and he is young, he is not here, and it is not a big deal. It's not a distant marriage, it's all in Beijing, if you want to see your daughter, just send someone to pick it up...... The second son is not young, and Wan Niang is also seventeen years old, and if she stays again, she will remain as an old girl, so she should do it-I think I can't wait! Also, such a beauty, if I am a man, I must go home quickly, in case it is slow, how good is it to be robbed by others! ”

Mrs. Zhuang was unwilling to return, and she also felt relieved to do it early. So he asked someone to count the days.

After counting the days, it was the most auspicious day on October 15, which happened to be one day of marriage with Ruiying, and Weiwan's seventeenth birthday had also passed.

The princess agreed: "It's okay." We just did it together. The two daughters went out of the cabinet at the same time, which was lively and worry-free - the house didn't have to do a second time. ”

So it was decided.

From the day of the marriage to the day of the kiss, it was only a month, and the time was a little tight. The whole Houfu was busy. The utensils and utensils are ready-made, and all that needs to be made is the wedding dress and knick-knacks, but fortunately, Ruiying's these have been done a long time ago, so there is no need to rush her. Only Weihuan's share, Mrs. Zhuang invited the best embroidery pavilion in Beijing to catch up, and finally finished on the tenth day of October.

Mrs. Zhuang finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to Jing Hou: "When Yiqi gets married, it will definitely drag on for a year and a half, and it is good to do it slowly." "For a month, Mrs. Zhuang has been really tired.