Chapter Seventy-One: Marriage

But I haven't seen each other for two days, and I miss it more and more, what's wrong with me, people who have lived for two lives are still so unproductive, I feel funny when I think about it.

In a secluded small mansion in the imperial city, a luxuriant maple tree stands in the corner of the wall, and the autumn wind blows, blowing the leaves all over the ground.

In the center of the courtyard is a tomb made of stone bricks, and the silver-white stone monument shimmers in the sunlight.

In front of the stele sat a man in red, his haggard face without a trace of luster, and his narrow eyes revealed a bit of femininity, which was more feminine than a woman.

The pain in his eyes was pitying, and his wrists were deeply strangled and glowing with blood.

The faint hoarse voice added a bit of charm: "

Xiao, why are you so cruel and leave me alone in this world?

In the next life, may we become an ordinary couple and will stay together for the rest of our lives.

Don't worry, when I get rid of those who hurt you for you, I'll go with you.

Nai He Bridge, Lethe River, let's meet again!"

After saying that, he walked crookedly towards the door, and there was hatred in his eyes.

A few big characters in italics on the stele are still standing there quietly, "the tomb of Mu Xuanxiao".

Hongxi was met by Mu Xuanxiao at a lantern festival on the Shangyuan Festival, when Mu Xuanxiao was stumped by an eight-character lantern riddle:

Mandarin ducks are both playing in the water, butterflies are in love with flowers; I have thousands of kinds of tenderness, who can I be with in this life; red beans are lovesick seeds, and they were planted in my heart in my previous life; I am waiting for a chance to meet and enjoy spring, summer and autumn and winter.

A leisurely voice sounded, descending like a rainstorm: "Love is in harmony for a long time!"

The eye was a handsome young man in crimson clothes, and he smiled evilly, and Mu Xuanxiao couldn't take his eyes off it for a while.

From the age of twelve, he found that he had no interest in beautiful women, but had feelings for those handsome sons.

Broken sleeves have always been a pain in his heart, he never dared to mention it to others, he became more and more disgusted with himself, and he couldn't sleep peacefully after being tortured.

Hongxi's appearance was like a ray of warm sun in winter, and his whole world was bright.

After returning to the palace, they recited poems together, played the piano and enjoyed music, and lived a happy life.

So much so that later, when it was discovered that he had a habit of breaking his sleeves, he didn't react much.

As long as Hongxi is there, he can not care about anything, Mu Yunfan's favor, that honorable position, he has lost interest.

But the good times didn't last long, Mu Yunfan captured Hongxi, threatened him with Hongxi's life, and made him admit to the crime of killing Mu Hongyu.

The concubine was humble and trampled to death, and he had no choice.

He won't let Hongxi lose his life for him again, he can't afford it anymore, and the pain of watching the people he cares about die.

In the next life, he will never be born in the emperor's family again, and he will not see his brothers killing each other, he would rather his parents be just a pair of ordinary people, father and son, brother and brother.

I wish to be reincarnated as a woman, find a man who treats me well, and spend my life together, without having to endure those strange eyes.

In front of the Mu Mansion, Mu Youchen hugged Mu Qianxun and swaggered out of the door, the indifference on his face no longer existed, and the handsome man was in a mess.

Mu Qianxun didn't cover his head, and his stunning little face was matched with a light makeup, which was even more beautiful and thrilling, and he was crazy about a street man and jealous of a crazy street woman.

Behind him is a bright red sedan chair carried by eight people plus a bright yellow sedan top, and the wood is made of fine rosewood, which is the royal sedan chair, not to mention how majestic.

But people just looked down on it, and rode with Mu Youchen, Mu Qianxun held the reins, Mu Youchen hugged her waist tightly, and envied others lovingly.

As a woman, she shouldn't show her face, let alone when she gets married, but her husband doesn't care, and outsiders take it for granted.

The wedding banquet was not a big deal, and a few tables of banquets were hastily set up in the Cold Moon Palace.

There were a lot of guests in Mu Mansion, and Mu Xi still had to take care of the guests, so he didn't enter the palace.

Mrs. Mu was old and worked too hard to travel, so she didn't enter the palace.

Only Mu Qingyan and Zhao Mengru came to the wedding banquet in Mu Mansion, by the way, Mu Qingyan also brought Xiao Luo with him.

Mu Qianxun was very happy, if she could, she hoped that everyone in Xingya Pavilion could come to participate, but unfortunately, this would cause trouble.

Mu Yunfan sent someone to send a pair of South China Sea pearls, which were particularly precious, but no one was present.

Mu Youchen looked a little lost, the previous events had brought Mu Yunfan closer to him, and the illusions in his heart were completely shattered today.

For others, this is the best, if the emperor is present, it will be more or less restrained.

An Ting has never drunk a drop of alcohol, but today he was drunk, and he drank one cup after another, feeling very uncomfortable, but his heart was much more comfortable.

Ye Li sat on the side, her eyes were full of worry, her lips were slightly open, her eyebrows were lowered, and she couldn't say anything after all.

They are like strangers, they usually don't even have a greeting, they are not even friends, Ye Li really doesn't know how to comfort them.

Mu Youchen held Mu Qianxun's hand tightly, staring at her as if no one was around, as if he wanted to carve her into his eyes.

Mu Qianxun didn't resist, because it was useless at all, and smiled at Yingying: "Second brother, when will I be able to drink the happy wine between you and Xiao Luo?"

Xiao Luo, who kills people as commonplace, was actually shy at this time, his head was lowered, and his pink cheeks were a little flushed.

Mu Qingyan sighed in his heart, Mu Qianxun's action was too fast, he had only known about their affairs for a long time, they were married, and they were all the bosses, or... Alas!

The vicissitudes of life on his face: "It's soon, it's fast! I'll take Xiao Luo to see my father another day." ”

Although Xiao Luo's appearance is not alluring, he is also a rare beauty embryo, the more he looks at it, the more durable it becomes, delicate and smart, and very eye-catching.

Mu Qianya asked curiously, "Which girl is Xiao Luo?"

The smile on Xiao Luo's face suddenly dissipated, and he threw a distressed look at Mu Qingyan for help.

Mu coughed lightly, and said faintly: "Xiao Luo's parents died when he was a child, and now he is one of the owners of Tianya Restaurant. ”

Mu Qianya still has some minds about this matter, the young lady who came out of the deep house always feels that there will be problems in the upbringing of children without father and mother, but it is not easy to say anything depending on the love of other people's concubines.

The voice seemed a little distant: "Speaking of your sadness, Miss Xiao Luo is really young and promising! ”

Xiao Luo smiled reluctantly, and said meekly: "Don't say that, concubine Niangniang, it's my blessing to meet light words." ”

Getting along with Mu Qianya made Xiao Luo feel unprecedented pressure, and he was not so tired of killing.

Thinking of marrying into Mufu in the future, I can't help but retreat, I'm afraid I can't get used to that kind of life.

Mu Qingyou was very excited, as if he was the protagonist, jumping here and there, so lively.

Zhao Mengru sat quietly on the side, looking at Mu Qianxun's eyes were complicated, how good it would be if she had such a daughter, but it was a pity that she made people.

After laughing and making trouble, it was already time for the sunset, and everyone was ready to disperse.

Mu Qingyan approached Mu Qianxun and whispered in his ear: "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold! Brother won't bother you." ”

Mu Qianxun's little face turned red in an instant, as if he was petrified, and he stared at Mu Qingyan motionlessly.

Mu Qingyan seemed to be very satisfied with this effect, chuckled, and took Xiao Luo out of the Cold Moon Palace.

An Ting walked staggeringly, looking at Mu Qianxun's eyes full of reluctance, he wanted to rush over and tell Mu Qianxun: I like you, come with me!

But the pride in his bones did not allow him to do anything, let himself suffer, and did not want to disturb her heart.

If you love her, you will be happy, and you can stay by her side and protect her for a lifetime.

Ye Li supported the drunken An Ting, and her heart was full of thoughts.

The more An Ting walked, the more he felt bored, the strength of the wine became more and more obvious, and he muttered in a clear voice: "

Chihiro, from the moment I met you, I liked you.

I like it to the bones, but it's a pity that you can't fit me anymore in your heart!

In the future, I will stay away from you, Mu Youchen's bastard will be good to you, right?"

Ye Li held An Ting's hand stiff, feeling that her breathing was about to stop, she always knew that An Ting liked Mu Qianxun, but listening to him say it in person was a different taste.

The vision gradually became blurred, and his dark eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he blurted out: "The third prince will be good to the pavilion master, what about you?"

An Ting laughed at herself: "I'm protecting her... Belch... For a lifetime?"

"What about me?"

An Ting stared at Ye Li in a daze, looking a little confused: "You?"

Ye Li smiled softly and said seriously: "Then I will protect you for the rest of your life, okay?"

An Ting suddenly woke up more than half of the wine, this was the first time he was so close to this girl, and it was also the first time he looked at this girl so carefully.

The big eyes of the water are intoxicating, the long eyelashes are curled up, and the two thin lip flaps are ruddy and attractive, and they have always been quiet and distressing.

An Ting took a deep breath, touched the hair next to his ear, tore off a thin layer of human skin mask, and his voice was as clear as ever: "This is the real me, now, do you still like me?"

Ye Li has seen this face of Qianshu, handsome and extraordinary, warm as jade, and those smart eyes are fascinating.

What fascinated Ye Li the most was not his appearance, but his quiet and proud temperament like himself, his amazing medical skills, and the white back like a fairy.

His eyes stared at Qianshu's eyes for a moment, and his voice trembled a little: "I like it, I like everything you look like, it's just a pair of skins." ”

There are a few women who don't care about the appearance of their beloved, this girl is really strange.

This girl made his heart hard, and his heart throbbed slightly: "It's not early, go back and rest." I'll try to forget Chihiro, Hali, or forget me! maybe, in the future..."