Bai Liu drove the carriage with the jar and walked all the way to the Taishou Mansion, close to both sides of the street of the Taishou Mansion, which was already full of red lanterns, and the children on the side of the street were slamming to grab the candy cubes issued by the people in the house. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info This is obviously a wedding of Chongxi, and it is packed solemnly, Bai Liu drove the carriage to the back door of the Taishou Mansion and stopped, and happened to see Mu Ransheng's personal servant Qingxin coming out of the back door with a frown, and he knew that he wanted to sneak out of the house with a sneaky look. Qingxin saw Bai Liu's carriage and recognized that this was the follower who followed Miss Mo in Wangfeng Tower that day, so she hurriedly ran towards Bai Liu.

"What's going on with you, so flustered?" Bai Liu asked.

"Sixth master, don't you know, my young master and the old man had a big quarrel in the mansion" Qingxin sighed, tears in her eyes for a while, "At first, this happy thing was made while my young master was in a coma and Nanda's family. How do I know that today, my young master's health is improving, and when he woke up and found the layout in this house, he quarreled with the master, saying that he already had a sweetheart, and. Miss is just a brother and sister, she can't get married, and she can't ruin Miss Nan's life in the name of Chongxi. The old man was in a hurry, so he quarreled with the young master, and when Miss Nan heard about this, she was also cluttering in the house to hang herself, saying that she had no shame to face her parents and relatives. ”

Bai Liu asked, "Then you didn't persuade your young master in the mansion, why did you sneak out of the back door?" ”

Qingxin wiped her eyes and said, "My young master said that if my parents' orders are difficult to disobey, I will definitely give this thing to your young lady." After that, he took out half of a desirable buckle from his arms, Bai Liu looked at it, and didn't know about it, so he accepted it first, and promised to bring it back to Mo Wanyan. and gave the jar given by Mo Wanyan to Qingxin, so that he must send it to Mu Ransheng's hands. Qingxin took it and hurriedly turned back to the house.

It was nearly evening.

Mu Ransheng was also tired of tossing, his father's thunderous and his mother's tears made him have to change his clothes and prepare to get married. It's not that Nanxiang is bad, if Mo Wanyan doesn't appear, maybe in a few years, Mu Ransheng will abide by the agreement amicably and marry the Nan family. After all, it is the will of her parents, and it is not easy to disobey, but the appearance of Mo Wanyan has made the shadows in her dreams overlap for dozens of days and nights. The corners of her slightly raised mouth, slender eyebrows and eyes, slightly exposed collarbones, and the aroma of ingredients emanating from her fingertips lingered in Mu Ransheng's mind as if she had been poisoned. The agreeable buckle on the food box, if it was her intention, Mu Ransheng would know it, but it was also this intention, and he would return it to her tonight. When Mu Ransheng thought of this, he felt the same pain in his heart. At this time, Qingxin came in with an altar.

"Young master, at this time, Miss Mo sent someone to send you a gift to congratulate you on your wedding." Qingxin didn't know Mu Ransheng's intentions, so she made an article on the origin of this altar.

"Show me it." Mu Ran's heart tightened, she would send a congratulatory gift, didn't she know my heart? A black jar, not much bigger than a fist, was sealed with red paper oil, and on that square inch of paper was written two words "yellow sorghum".

What does that mean? Does it mean that our encounter is just a dream, and we will wake up eventually? Mu Ransheng was unspeakably sad, and his heart was like being suddenly filled with sour persimmons, bitter and unbearable. He opened the red paper on the altar and drank all the contents of the altar. Suddenly, a thick fog surged in his heart, lingering, and his eyes began to blur, and only the figures could be seen, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.

When the hour came, Mu Ransheng was helped to the front hall, worshiped heaven and earth, and made a big salute. The excuse was unwell, so he entered the new house with the bride. The bride closed the door and sat at the base of the wall with a smile and listened.

In the new house, the candles are shining, and the bed is a bright red quilt. The tent was embroidered with lotus flowers, and Nan Xiang sat by the window in a wedding dress, the handkerchief in his hand was knotted, and his palms were sweaty. This is immediately in the cave room, and I don't know if Mu Ransheng's weak body can succeed, in front of the worship hall, his mother will also show a picture album to herself mysteriously, and the **** necked men and women in the album make Nan Xiang's face red to the root of his ears. Mother also said that if Mu Ransheng is not in good health, he should take the initiative, and the love between husband and wife should be experienced in the boudoir.

After waiting for a while, Nan Xiang saw that Mu Ransheng was still moving, so he lifted his hijab, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Mu Ransheng sitting at the table, looking straight at himself, and his eyes were full of love. Before Nan Xiang could speak, he heard Mu Ransheng say, "You still know my mind." I also know you, so God favors us, and we still become relatives. ”

"Did you ever think we could be together so soon?" Mu Ransheng said as if muttering to himself, walked over to Nanxiang and touched her hand and said, "You are so naughty, go and compete with Shen Lang, the first time I saw you, I knew that the person I liked would be you." Nan Xiang's hands began to tremble, she touched Mu Ransheng's forehead and asked, "Ransheng, are you drunk?" Mu Ransheng gently grabbed her other hand, clenched it tightly in his hand, and continued, "I don't have it, but a little wine, how can I get drunk?" How dare I get drunk tonight when it's so wonderful? ”

"Hehe, you gave me that buckle later, do you remember? And that night, I was embarrassed to look at you that night, whose girl can stand in the pile of men with her clothes open and talk like you? If a man marries you, he will be very uneasy. Mu Ransheng continued to say to himself.

Nan Xiang got up and wanted to leave, and on his wedding night, he was treated as another woman by Mu Ransheng, which was a great shame for himself. The red candle burned, and the candle tears formed a circle on the edge of the table. Nan Xiang suddenly thought of the surface scenery of his home, he was in debt inside, and he relied on this marriage to revitalize the family business, and he thought of his mother, in order to make up a decent dowry, he took out his savings for many years and sold his reluctance, Nan Xiang sat back on the edge of the bed.

Mu Ransheng raised his hand to cover Nan Xiang's eyes, and his slightly cool lips trembled and kissed Nan Xiang's lips. Cool, thin.

The red wedding clothes were scattered on the ground one by one, as the last profane clothes fell, Nanxiang magnolia-like body bloomed unreservedly in front of Mu Ransheng's eyes, from the eyes, neck, collarbone, Mu Ransheng's deep kiss to the waistline, Nanxiang's girl-like body trembled violently, until Mu Ransheng's depth, from the depths of the body, gushing out of the tide-like pleasure, again and again with each other rushed to the peak, at the last moment, Mu Ransheng's face was buried deep in Nanxiang's chest and said unconsciously: "Wanyan, I live very fast, We finally got married. ”

Soon, it was rumored in Yangzhou City that Mrs. Taishou had been instructed by a master, changed her husband's surname to Mu Wanyan.

There are also rumors that it is too shou to get married on the night, and he went crazy.

Yangzhou has spent 20 years in the world leisurely and long.