Jingnan Hou Mansion, guests gathered.

The courtiers and dignitaries were willing to give the face of Emperor Longcheng's favored minister Jingnan Marquis to attend the wedding banquet.

The wedding of Jingnan Hou Xuxian was not simple, on the contrary, it was more grand than when Jingnan Hou Qihuan married his wife.

The remarried Yin family divorced from her ex-husband a year ago, and lived alone with her twin daughters.

There are many people who like her, and Jingnanhou can get a beauty from a group of people who pursue the Yin family, or because of the love they formed with each other five years ago.

The person who contributed to the relationship was Yin's ex-husband Wen Lang.

The door of the Hou Mansion was sprinkled with confetti of red firecrackers, and several baskets of happy money were scattered out, and the people who came to pick up the happy money did not leave, and looked at the Hou Mansion in Jingnan with their shoulders on each other.

Even if they can't see the scene of the newcomers worshipping the church, they can feel the overflowing wealth of the Hou Mansion.

"Mrs. Yin is really lucky, the first marriage is a wreck, and the second marriage can also marry Hou Ye as a wife."

"If you have Mrs. Yin's talent, you can also marry a high family, not Jingnan Marquis to marry Mrs. Yin, with Mrs. Yin's character and style, it will only add luster to the Hou Mansion."

"Doesn't that mean that Wen Lang has no vision?"

"Haven't you heard that although Wen Lang is a man, but that job is useless, it is said that he was hollowed out by the woman of the Qinglou, and Wen Lang gave Mrs. Yin to the injured Jingnan Hou to warm the bed in order to cling to the powerful, and sought a position as a school captain——"

"And this? Wen Lang is worse than a eunuch! Is this what a husband should do? ”

There are a lot of people who spend their hearts visiting the Qinglou, but there are too few people who can sacrifice their wives to play with the powerful, and only look forward to being promoted and making a fortune, which is the most despicable.

"Because of this incident, Mrs. Yin saw through Wen Lang's brute behavior, separated from him, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so she reconciled with him."

"Well deserved! Wen Lang is a brute! ”

Even the pedantic literati who belittled the remarriage of a woman stood on Mrs. Yin's side and supported her to bring her daughter to remarry.

An old man with gray hair in the crowd.

He was dressed in rags, his face was full of wind and frost, and his livelihood was difficult, listening to the belittlement of Wen Lang by the people around him, he muttered to himself: "How many people were killed in the battle of Changning, how many people were destroyed, who still remembers the original Wen Siye's fresh clothes and angry horses, his spirit was flying, and everything died with the princess and his relatives." ”

"Wen Lang actually broke into the Jingnan Hou Mansion and played a scoundrel to the Jingnan Hou, asking for money and official positions."

As soon as this news came out, Wen Lang's reputation became even more intimidating.

At the wedding hall, the guests glared angrily at the drunken Wen Lang, they had never seen such a shameless person.

Wen Lang was thirty-five or sixteen years old, and his years of indulgent life made his face very bad, unhealthy salot, his eyes cloudy, and his spirit was sluggish.

He was unrecognizable in his original color, with raw edges at the corners of his clothes, and wine stains on his chest, and he sat down in the doorway, mocked like a dead dog.

Jingnanhou was dressed in a happy dress, handsome and elegant, and his sideburns and long eyebrows brought out a bit of the atmosphere of a decisive superior.

He has a bee waist and long arms, a long and healthy body, even if he is over forty years old, he still looks young, and his noble aura makes Wen Lang even more out of reach.

At this time, he was protecting his wife beside him.

When Wen Lang broke into Xitang and asked the Marquis of Jingnan for money and official positions, Yin pulled the hijab off his head.

Her glamorous appearance made the guests look obsessed.

Yin Shi is not a silk flower hiding behind a man, her words are sharp, she reprimands Wen Lang for being shameless, and her slightly excited and ashamed look makes her more vivid and beautiful.

"I'm embarrassed to say your dirty things, Wen Lang, did you pour too much wine on Hua Niang and run crazy again?!"

"From the time we got married to the birth of a pair of daughters, have you done a single thing? chased the prostitute Xie Yuhua who was as good as she could, gave birth to her and scattered all the wealth for her, and even brought back the son she gave birth to to and raised it, you-"

"Sister Hua is not, she is not."

Wen Lang, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head and barely sat up straight, but his back could not be straightened.

"So far, you still help a famous prostitute in Qinglou?" Yin laughed at himself: "I don't think you want the last bit of face, you are bent on defending her and the evil seed who doesn't know who your father is, why don't you think about my daughter?" Do you have to destroy them before you are willing? Do you deserve to be a father? ”

Wen Lang lowered his head and rested his hand on the sword at his waist.

The cyan openwork scabbard was quaint, and this sword was also the best and most valuable item preserved on his body.

Jingnanhou helped Yin's family and comforted softly: "Your daughter is my daughter, and their sisters will have nothing to do with the Wen family in the future, and they will be the young lady of Jingnanhou's mansion." ”

Under the calm gaze of Jing Nanhou, Jing Nanhou's brothers bowed slightly, and the children who attended the wedding banquet together did not show any dissatisfaction.

The eldest princess of Baohua, who was sitting with Mrs. Jingnan Hou, nodded with satisfaction: "Hui'er married the right person this time, and handed her over to Jingnan Hou, and the palace can be regarded as letting go of a matter." ”

There was no lack of envy among the guests for the Wen sisters.

remarrying with her mother really improves her identity, and being the stepdaughter of Jingnanhou is much better than being the daughter of Wen Lang.

"Gentle, warm, they're my daughters – they can't all be yours."

But all men are very persistent in blood, especially Wen Lang's current physical condition, and he can't have children anymore.

"Phew, you make me sick, where do you have the face to say that they are your daughters? Are you afraid that no one will serve you, and no one will be used by you to cling to the powerful? The daughter I gave birth to will not tolerate you being spoiled. ”

"Nope."

"A prostitute, a eunuch, how dare you be my father?"

“——”

Wen Lang's body quickly withered, his face was pale, and he didn't dare to look back.

Gentleness was the first to walk into the happy hall, she was delicate and bright, calm and self-controlled, confident and proud, making her seem to have a halo.

That proud sentence impressed the guests even more.

"Sister, come with me to meet my mother and father."

Gentleness is not just about yourself, kindness beckons to the warmth standing at the door.

are both twins, with the same makeup, warm and inconspicuous, like a stunning green leaf.

Warm turned a blind eye to the gap with his sister.,I didn't notice how many people praised my sister and ignored myself.。

She didn't even explore the strangeness in her head.

Wen Wen walked to Wen Lang's side and slowly squatted down.

"Sister!"

Gentle with a hint of dissatisfaction, "You forgot that he couldn't live with his mother, and he almost took you to change his official position?" ”

Yin's eyes flashed with disappointment, more regret and sadness, "No matter how difficult it was back then, I shouldn't have let the nurse take away the warmth, she didn't grow up next to me, and she was always not as intimate as Sister Rou." ”

Wen Wen reached out and touched Wen Lang's sword, and accurately found the engraved words, "Qingluan-"

Wen Lang was like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, pulled away his warm arms, stumbled up, and left in a panic.