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What's that?

Yao Qian wants to get into trouble?

Don't you want the Yao family's face?

Song Shuyun's question blurted out.

"And then?"

Zheng Yunniang sneered twice.

"The sage confronted King Chen, and he didn't necessarily get it all good! There is always some frustration and annoyance, and it must be counted on the heads of the people below!"

Song Shuyun didn't understand.

Zheng Yunniang didn't explain, but only said: "Let's just look better on everyone's face!" Whether it is King Chen or the saint, they all know that it is not time to fight you to the death!"

Song Shuyun was confused, Zheng Yunniang didn't explain anymore, and patted her hand.

"Prepare to marry Yao Qian! It's all set, just next month!"

Song Shuyun was taken aback: "Next month? Wouldn't it be too rushed? ”

Zheng Yunniang got up and shook the hem of her skirt, and was about to leave.

"It's not too urgent, it's too late!"

Song Shuyun hurriedly grabbed Zheng Yunniang.

"Mother, but Yao Er Gongzi also had a life-saving grace for us before, shouldn't it be evened out at this time......?"

Zheng Yunniang looked at her funny, stretched out her finger and put it on her head, and said meaningfully: "This time! You saved two of his lives! It's so easy to rip it out!"

After finishing speaking, he left the study, leaving Song Shuyun alone in a silent daze, completely unclear about where these two lives were!

Moreover, Yao infiltrated Zhou's house, whether this task was completed or not!

As if she remembered something, her body moved, and she wanted to ask Zheng Yunniang, but she looked at the door that had been closed, and sat back dejectedly.

The wedding day is approaching day by day, and Song Shuyun has prepared a lot of things.

In addition to what you need for the wedding, there are also things that you might need for the next mission.

The wedding is over, and the mission is complete!

Song Shuyun thought that there would be a long time to get along with Zheng Yunniang.

But I don't want to, this day came in such a hurry.

It caught her off guard.

She couldn't sleep all night during this time, and she didn't have time to sleep.

In addition to filling the space for that pile of things, he also quietly painted many portraits of Zheng Yunniang.

Those who laughed, those who frowned and pondered, those who were calm, rested on the couch......

After practicing her fine brushwork for all these years, she can only barely convey the characters by painting them!

But fortunately, Zheng Yunniang is different from others!

Her eyebrows, eyes, cheeks, and smile all invested in Song Shuyun's emotions for ten years, making these portraits have most of Zheng Yunniang's demeanor.

Song Shuyun understands that even if this person is still alive, once the two are separated, it will be eternal, and even if her next mission is next door, the two will no longer be the same as now......

Time flies.

The marriage of Yao Qian and Zhou Jiao has become a major event in the entire Yuling.

The Yao family's hundred-year-old family has been entrenched in Yuling for many years, and even the current dynasty of the Xun Kingdom has not yet been established, so it has stood tall in Yuling.

This is the first time in the clan that a wealthy man has appeared.

Yao Qian's expression was indifferent, he did not have the simplicity he had at the beginning, Zhou Yao left his hometown because of this incident and embarked on a desperate road of life or death, and he became a shame that the family will always remember, and it will always exist with the history of the Yao family until the demise of this family......

The Zhou family did not take advantage of this process, and lost a lot of contacts and a lot of money, not to mention, and even Zheng Yunniang personally knelt in front of the only son of King Chen to admit her mistakes......

Although Zheng Yunniang herself didn't care about those, the radical group of people in the Yao family clan stopped the killer who was hurting him, and chose another way that damaged his image, but could make the two above happy!

Yao Qian didn't hate anyone, his sharpness had already turned into resignation in the bitter cry of the eldest wife of the Yao family.

What is not famous, a mother always only cares about whether her son is alive or not.

This is also the reason why the Yao family insists on marrying the Zhou family......

A month flies.

The customs of the Ten Kingdoms are also different from those of other countries.

Since it is a burden, it is natural for the woman to kiss.

Song Shuyun was dressed in red, wearing delicate bridal makeup, her hair was coiled, surrounded by pearls and greenery, but she did not wear a hijab.

She changed to Zhou Jiao's character again, the little lady sitting on horseback was gentle and lovely, and even the tall horse with red flowers became graceful.

Behind him, there are those who carry the sedan chair, those who blow, and those who carry baskets and scatter candy......

The atmosphere of the crowd on the streets and alleys was high, clamoring to grab candy, scattering all the way, and arriving at Yao's house before the auspicious time.

Yao Qian was also dressed in red, but he also did not cover his head, his face was still the same, his temperament was dusty, and he stood quietly at the door of Yao's house and waited for a long time.

Seeing the lively shouts and marveling at the appearance of the two, Song Shuyun was very calm, turned over and dismounted, and walked towards Yao Qian.

The other party does not have such calmness.

The moment he saw Song Shuyun, he couldn't help but be stunned, the image of Song Shuyun vomiting blood and fainting on the Lantern Street that day suddenly coincided with the gentle and graceful now, which made Yao Qian's heart complicated, and he wanted to cry sadly for a moment, and his empty heart these days seemed to have fallen back to its original place.

Seeing this, Song Shuyun didn't need to think about it to understand the current situation, she was not sad, Yao Qian was Zhou Jiao's husband, and she Song Shuyun had nothing to do with her from beginning to end, and it was normal to look down on her.

The two knelt in front of the door of the Yao family, and the chair of the second elder of the Yao family was placed in the door, and the inside was also red, and the lights were colorful.

The eldest wife of the Yao family couldn't help crying, she understood that her son's road in the future was not easy to walk, but she had no other way, the road that was not easy to walk was also the road, it was better than death!

The two kowtowed together, and the matchmaker who followed shouted a few auspicious words beside them, and the elders of the family presided over and sent the two away.

Yao sneaked into the sedan chair, and Song Shuyun rode the horse again, calling it usual, to feel the scenery of ancient men marrying, Song Shuyun may be crazy!

But thinking that he was about to part with Zheng Yunniang, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

When he returned to the Zhou family, he was full of guests and friends, and the patriarch of the Zhou family came forward to preside.

Now, Zhou Jiao has set up a female household and become the head of the household, and she doesn't pay much attention to walking outside, but Zheng Yunniang still can't!

So even on the big day when her daughter got married, she could only entertain female guests in the backyard with the patriarch's wife.

Zhou Jin didn't appear, he and Song Shuyun finished explaining, and he had already left home, and now he doesn't know where he went.

Song Shuyun did not return to the cave room to wait for the groom, but received the guests and friends with Yao Qian according to custom.

Among the people who came to congratulate, there were many who came to see Yao Qian's liveliness, but they were all sent away by the two of them painlessly.

There are also those who are upset for Yao Qian, but most of the people who know the truth don't say a word except shaking their heads.

The wedding was so lively that it lasted until the evening.

Song Shuyun and Yao Qian both drank a lot of wine, Yao Qian seemed to have finally opened the knot, and on the way back to the room, regardless of the maid behind her, he had to hold her hand.

Song Shuyun pretended to be Zhou Jiao, glaring at him with shame in her eyes, everything looked so harmonious.