In the living room, the lights are still bright and green, and everyone is laughing. Yan Hu, the second son of Yan, sat in it. How many more does this big brother have to marry? Although the momentum of this concubine today is a little worse than that of Xu Ting and Sun Yuerong entering the door before, it is not far from marrying a wife. Moreover, one is two, these two, Bao Chan is also coveted by him for a long time, and Zhang Qingyan is even more beautiful. In this comparison, since the grand ceremony of marrying Miss Xu a month ago, it really seems tasteless.

Why did all the good things in the world fall on this hateful cheap brother? Yan Hu secretly gritted his teeth and poured another glass of wine into his throat. A small half of it came out from between his teeth, wetting the placket of his clothes, and he didn't care.

On the side, he looked at Hu Zongxian's son Hu Baiqi, with three points of drunkenness, and patted Yan Hu on the shoulder: "Second young master, brother, I have grown so big, that is, I have been in Beijing for a few months, and I have seen such a lively scene." And these bustles are all from your Yan family's house. It's not easy. ”

Yan Hu heard this, and couldn't bear it anymore. When I was about to get mad, I peeked over, but I couldn't see far away, my grandfather and grandmother were smiling, and my father was also laughing beside him. At this time, if you want to lift the table, it will be a slap in the face of the entire Yan Mansion. He had to swallow his anger again, and said through gritted teeth: "It's okay." I'll clean my hands, and Master Hu will take care of himself. "Get up and leave.

In the new room on the left side of the back house, Zhang Qingyan sat in front of the bed with a hijab, his heart fluctuating. Fang Cai sat on the big red sedan chair, and after getting off the sedan chair, she was led into the hall by the bride and paid homage to Yan Song and his wife and Yan Shifan, she was much more proud in her heart. Even though she was covered with a hijab, she knew it. Only this Zhili and other provinces have a leading person in the rivers and lakes. There were no less than a hundred and ten. She could guess it, too. Those hard-pressed leaders and helpers, seeing such a luxurious scene when she got married as a green shirt dragon girl, how envious and full of praise they were. Although Mrs. Jingci may not attach great importance to that general fame and fortune, it is good to be able to make a little noise in front of friends in the rivers and lakes. Not to mention, there are so many senior sisters and sisters with him. When those women saw this scene, they were afraid that their eyes would be straight.

With that in mind. Zhang Qingyan couldn't help but be secretly complacent. Xia Zisu, no matter how powerful you are, your martial arts are better than me, and the order of your teachers is better than me, so what? Now that I married into the Yan Mansion first, even if you are pregnant with Honglang's child, you have to fall behind me, haha.

When she met Yan Hong on Shandong Road, she wore gold and silver to this big family, and ate fragrant and spicy food. Very yearning. Since the relationship with Yan Hong was confirmed, Yan Hong has been helped with money. I have enjoyed a lot of material life, and the so-called honey is not sweet when I am full, and now it is not particularly rare. It's just that it's one thing to have a dewy relationship for a while, and it's another thing to officially confirm the relationship procedurally. Now, although she is only a concubine, she enters the door in a red wedding dress in front of so many guests. In this way, he can be regarded as having the status of his aunt's wife in the Yan Mansion, and he really feels that his husband has nothing more to ask for.

However, sitting alone on the edge of the bed at this moment, I couldn't help but feel apprehensive in my heart. After all, it was also the night she wore her wedding dress. How can a woman who has experienced wind and frost not cherish it? Later, how will Yan Hong treat himself? Thinking of this, Zhang Qingyan only felt that his heart was pounding in his chest and beating extremely hard.

As he was hesitating, he could only hear footsteps, and someone came into the house. Then, hold your shoulder with one hand and tug at the hijab with the other. Zhang Qingyan snorted softly, and a beautiful face like a flower and moon was displayed under the light. Standing in front of him, isn't it Yan Hong, the golden beetle son-in-law who is snuggled up to him?

Yan Hong still relied on Jinyiwei's subordinates to block wine tonight, and he was only three points drunk. When I entered the new house, I saw Zhang Qingyan under the lamp, his eyes were like waves, and his eyebrows were like the moon. Although the two of them had already spent Wushan together, they were also enthusiastic at the moment, and said with a smile: "Qingyan, you are really beautiful tonight." ”

Zhang Qingyan pursed his lips and smiled: "Xianggong, isn't it that I was not beautiful in the past?" ”

Yan Hong said: "How can I say this? You, the dragon girl in green shirts, finally married into my Yanmen tonight, and your wish has been fulfilled, you should be happy, right? ”

Zhang Qingyan's snow-white teeth bit her lips: "It's still early, I haven't added the fourth generation of the Yan Mansion to the Xianggong, how can this wish be fulfilled?" ”

Yan Hong laughed: "Okay, since that's the case, let's add it now." Old husband and wife, don't talk about so many politeness. After saying that, he pounced on Zhang Qingyan and pressed Zhang Qingyan down on the big red mandarin duck quilt.

The red candle flickered, and the wedding dress faded. Zhang Qingyan's snow-white skin appears and disappears under the lamp. Yan Hong leaned forward, hugged Zhang Qingyan tightly, and the strong beam was domineering, rushing and twisting. Zhang Qingyan's eyebrows were sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching, Sakura's lips couldn't help moaning, and the beautiful body also cooperated with Yan Hong to roll and twist, twist and toss. Yan Hong slapped his horse and rushed into battle, but a pair of big hands gently stroked Zhang Qingyan's chest, rough and soft, which made Zhang Qingyan suffer from this blend of water and fire physically and mentally, and suddenly went straight to the sky, and suddenly fell into the deep valley. However, with a stick of incense, Zhang Qingyan was shocked, and his mind was empty. That day was like a long sigh, a series of eruptions, and ten jade-like fingers scratched the blood on Yan Hong's back.

After the passion, Zhang Qingyan lay on Yan Hong's chest and gasped gently. Yan Hong hugged Zhang Qingyan, who was still distracted, with his arms in his arms, and said softly: "Qingyan, when we meet in Pingshui, we are also suffering together." In Jinan, in Xuanda, you have one person and one sword, keep me safe. Although you only put on your wedding dress today, I have long regarded you as my person. Rest assured, in the future, no matter whether I am rich or poor, whether you are young or old, whether you have children or daughters, whether you are no longer in your youth, whether you are sick or not, I will never let you down. With me, I won't let you be wronged. ”

His words were also from the heart, after all, Zhang Qingyan gave up a lot for Yan Hong. Only that one secretly went against the Loyalty Alliance and attacked and killed Shen Lian, if he didn't love himself with all his heart, how could he do it? Thinking of this, Yan Hong took advantage of this time to slightly change the dialogue at the Western wedding in the later generations and take it out. However, in the Ming Dynasty, this was rarely heard. Ordinary people marry wives and virtues, take concubines, and concubines will fall out of favor if they are a little weak, and several people have such sincere words as Yan Hong. Zhang Qingyan heard this, Rao is heart was full of scheming, and he was also greatly moved, his nose was sore, and tears fell down with a crackle, and he only called "Xianggong", but he choked up, and couldn't say a word, so he kept Yan Hong and cried softly.

Yan Hong stroked her cloud-like emanation with one hand, held her jade finger with the other, and gently soothed her mouth. After Zhang Qingyan cried for a while, and the sadness passed for a while, Yan Hong smiled with silver dust on his face, and stretched out his hand to walk dishonestly on Zhang Qingyan's satin-like skin. Sometimes he patrols Qiu Feng, sometimes he visits the river valley. Zhang Qingyan was just beaten by him, where can he stand such a teasing and tossing now? After a while, he stopped crying, and a soft moan came out from the depths of his throat: "Xianggong...... Appearance...... Gong ......"

Yan Hong saw that the famous dragon girl in green shirts on the rivers and lakes was now wailing and begging for rain and dew under his hands, and he couldn't help but be passionate, turned over, and pressed Zhang Qingyan below. A pair of eyes seemed to spew fire, no matter how much she was a jade fairy and jade death, she was drastic, and it was another round of tart, only to kill her delicate body like mud, and Finland was messy.

In the new house on the right side of the back house, Bao Chan is wearing a hijab and lying in his clothes. Although her sedan chair was in the door, Yan Hong went to Zhang Qingyan's side first tonight, so it was naturally impossible for Bao Chan to stay up and wait for half a night. It's just that, although you lie down, where can you sleep? The sound of drums and wine orders in the outside room was faintly permeable. And the things in my heart are also ups and downs.

Bao Chan's feelings for this eldest young master are longer than others. has been by Mrs. Ouyang's side for a long time, and she only needs to find a backer who can stand, so as not to be the duckweed drifting in the wind for the rest of her life. Since committing to Yan Hong, she is always looking forward to being officially accepted. Although, Yan Hong himself swears every time that this is a sure thing. But after all, before the door, who dares not to say that there is no accident? It's that Yan Hong has been running around in the past two years, either fighting the Japanese or fighting the Tartars, and the swords and guns on the battlefield are not long-sighted, in case there is a mistake, who will he cry to?

Therefore, at this time, Bao Toad's heart is really satisfied. Although, she also has a little displeasure. After entering the door, among the concubines, he was already ranked fifth. If you want to talk about Xu Gelao's granddaughter, it is the share of being a wife, and of course she can't compete with her. The others, what's that? Especially the first aunt's wife, Sun Yuerong, is obviously a female bandit who occupies the mountain as the king, and this kind of family background that should be beheaded has become the boss of the concubines, and the eldest young master still spoils her like that, which is really unpalatable.

However, after all, Bao Chan has been serving the old lady for many years, so she naturally knows the position and attitude of the concubine. Which one does the male monarch love, this is the power of the male monarch, how can anyone who is an aunt's wife casually interfere with the male monarch? She's not going to do that stupid thing. Anyway, if Sun Yuerong hadn't set a precedent, she would have been like an old lady who passed the door lightly with a word, and she would never have been treated like today, with a red wedding dress, a sedan chair, and a full court. Thinking about it this way, Bao Chan is quite grateful to Sun Yuerong.

Thinking of this, the corners of Bao Chan's mouth couldn't help but smile again, with a slight malice, thinking about the girl who fell to him. Hmph, this little thing, just relying on following Hu Wanniang to marry, actually wanted to climb on top of me, and suppressed me in the ranking of my aunt's wife. But so what? I came in in a red wedding dress, and you, it's just that Lu Lanzhen's eldest lady took the house in one sentence, and the back house set up a table of wine by herself. At this level, you can't compare to my treasure toad after all! Even if you look back at the financial power in the courtyard of this big young master, you will never give it to others! (To be continued......)