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The wedding banquet in Yang's Mansion doesn't seem to be very luxurious, but when it comes to the quality of the food, it is really the first in the Great Song Dynasty.

Nearly 1,000 guests flowed in and out like water, from noon to night, I don't know how much food was consumed, and with Yuan Chun alone, more than 200 jars were drunk.

A large tuna of more than 200 catties was eaten cleanly, and it was like a swarm of locusts passing by in the garden, and everything that could be eaten was eaten cleanly.

On the day of the third watch, there was really nothing to eat, and the guests slowly dispersed.

The cooks in Suiyuan and the maids and servants in Yang's Mansion were as tired as two shuttles, and after cleaning up a mess, they couldn't get up when they went back to the room and fell on the bed.

Yang Huairen didn't feel sorry for the money he spent on the wedding banquet, he felt sorry for wasting so much precious time. Seeing off the last group of guests of Zhao Hao's father and daughter, Yang Huairen turned his head and ran wildly into the cave room, shouting in his heart: "Daughter-in-law, I'm here!" ”

With a squeak, the cave room was pushed open by Yang Huairen, and in the cave room in the middle of the night, a pair of dragon and phoenix candles still crackled again, and the flickering candlelight made the whole cave room appear more hazy and ambiguous.

Turning around and bolting the door, Yang Huairen's heart couldn't help beating wildly, his heart was both nervous and excited, as if someone was singing again: "Finally wait for this day, wait until this day......"

He Zhiyun sat for a long time, but he was not anxious. Covered in a big red hijab, she recalled her bumpy life.

The earliest memory is that she followed her master, that is, her biological mother, to wander around, and was forced to practice martial arts as soon as she walked at the age of three.

Those days and nights, Master was too strict, she didn't feel that she was a woman, she didn't have a day of rest, and she never felt a trace of maternal love.

At the age of thirteen, she was sent to the cottage by her master, and followed a group of vulgar old men to rob her house, she originally thought that this was her life.

Until she met Yang Huairen, this little enemy. The scene in the pepper nursery will never be forgotten by her.

She felt that this little enemy always annoyed her by changing the law, but she couldn't always be angry with him, she knew in her heart that everything he did was really for her good.

He Zhiyun felt loved for the first time, she felt happy for the first time, but she didn't dare to fantasize about the future, she still hesitated and hesitated, because her identity was fake, she had low self-esteem, and she hated her for being just a thief.

Until everything that happened in the ice cellar made her understand what love is.

She is willing to give up everything for the sake of the little enemy, as long as she can see him live; And that man, too, never cared about her identity, and he was also willing to sacrifice his most precious thing for her.

That kind of love, she doesn't know how to express it, that feeling, like a warm spring breeze blowing through the soft heart, even if she is a piece of ice, she is slowly melted by this spring breeze.

A woman's greatest happiness is to meet a man who truly loves her.

He Zhiyun felt that with Yang Huairen, her life was enough, and she could not want anything from now on, follow his footsteps without regrets, and spend her life hand in hand with him.

A woman's most memorable day is her own wedding.

He Zhiyun has thought about everything today many times, and every step he has taken is deeply rooted in his memory.

The moment she was led into the house by Yang Huairen's red silk tied with a heart-tied knot, she felt at home for the first time, and she couldn't see the joy on the faces of the guests in the hijab, but she could hear the blessings they sent.

She could see Yang Huairen's footsteps, every step was so handsome, thinking about the first time she saw him, he looked like a pig brother with a nosebleed, she couldn't help but laugh.

The green silk of the two people also formed a concentric knot, put it in a red cloth bag, and was tightly held in the palm of his hand by He Zhiyun, as if this was the happiness of the two people's lives.

Afraid that he would starve, he also secretly asked the maid to send something to eat, He Zhiyun's heart was full of sweetness when he thought about it, the things he made were so delicious, always so memorable, he always thought about her, and he didn't want her to suffer a little grievance......

Yang Huairen walked to the side of the bed, his hands trembled with excitement and gently uncovered the bride's red hijab.

A beautiful face appeared in front of him, and Yang Huairen couldn't tell whether it was the reflection of the red silk in the cave room in the candlelight that dyed He Zhiyun's pretty white face with a layer of redness, or because of her shyness.

Fingers lifted her chin slightly, and the delicate little pink face was fully displayed in front of him.

This is simply so beautiful, Yang Huairen couldn't help but sigh, counting all the bright flowers in the world, there is no rhyme beautiful in case.

The silent eyes are facing each other, there is no language, and the deep affection and sweetness intertwined in the eyes cannot be expressed in any language.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

The most delicate is the affectionate cheek. All Yang Huairen's impulses turned into a silk drizzle, he couldn't bear to spoil this beautiful moment, he didn't pull his shirt lightly, just slowly leaned over and kissed the cherry lips lightly.

At this moment, Yang Huairen feels that he has nothing else to ask for in his life, but to be able to raise his eyebrows with his beloved Yun'er, the years are quiet, and it is best to love him peacefully and lovingly.

The night is deep, the autumn wind is gradually rising, and there seems to be a lot of chill blowing outside the window.

Yang Huairen was sweating profusely, but it was very funny, he gently took off Yun'er's crown with trembling hands, and removed his hand to unbutton her mandarin duck.

It's just that the mandarin duck button is tied too tightly for some reason, or he is nervously clumsy, and there is no way to untie this button, and drops of sweat are oozing from his nose.

In He Zhiyun's eyes, Yang Huairen's appearance was really cute, and he couldn't help but smile, and stretched out his jade hand to untie his clothes.

The big red phoenix robe slowly slipped off her fragrant shoulders, revealing her entire greasy back.

Seeing that she was only wearing a red and pink belly pocket embroidered by mandarin ducks playing in the water, a pair of towering bulges seemed to jump out.

Yang Huairen saw that everyone took the initiative, and it would be too unmanly to grind and chirp by himself, so he hurriedly tore off his shirt three or two times, picked up Yun'er and put it lightly on the embroidery bed.

The moment they picked her up, both of them felt as if they had been electrocuted, and they felt the throbbing in each other's bodies.

He Zhiyun wrapped a pair of lotus arms around Yang Huairen's neck, and whispered softly in his ear: "The official is gentle, gently ......"

Yang Huairen blinked, "um", and with a slight pull of his right hand, the red belly pocket of the mandarin duck playing in the water slipped off.

He Zhiyun snapped lightly, closed his eyes shyly, showed his teeth and bit his lips lightly, waiting for the moment when the fish and water became happy.