Xu Sangongzi was supported in front of the door and waited for Wen Xian'an's arrival.

"Xu Sangongzi kicked the sedan door." The matchmaker shouted.

What should happen at the wedding was said in advance, Xu Sangongzi also knew, and Wen Xian'an also knew.

The two of them tried their best to cooperate, and Wen Xian'an could still hear the cough, so he guessed how serious this son's illness was.

Qingling revealed his dislike for Xu Sangongzi during the period when others were not paying attention.

Xu Sangongzi and Wen Xian'an had already entered the main hall.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem." Xu Sangongzi couldn't help coughing himself, and then Wen Xian'an smelled the smell of the decoction.

"Is Xu Sangongzi okay?" Wen Xian'an stood like this, and he could also hear others talking about the two of them.

Right now, it should be an auspicious time to worship heaven and earth, but Wen Xian'an thinks that he doesn't need to play tricks, this Xu San Gongzi doesn't have the ability to worship with her.

This person is too sick. Wen Xian thought like this in peace of mind, his body couldn't help but be biased, and he was going in the direction of Xu Sangongzi, even if Xu Sangongzi was not in good health, he still subconsciously grabbed Wen Xian'an, and Wen Xian'an also gave Xu Sangongzi a pulse through this kung fu, and had a general understanding of his body.

No wonder he died recently in his previous life, which quack doctor gave him the medicine, this medicine will only make his body worse and worse, and adding less can have a great effect. It seems that it is a means of the deep house compound again.

Wen Xian'an thought a lot in his thoughts.

She didn't care about the rest, and curing this person would be more confirmative, and Wen Xian'an had an idea.

"San'er, is your body okay?" Mrs. Xu was also worried, especially Wen Xian'an almost fell and knocked down Xu Sangongzi.

None of the people present wanted to see the wedding unpleasant.

"Mother, son can do it, cough cough cough, poof." Xu Sangongzi grabbed the clothes on his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Vomited blood, this." The people who came here to drink the wine exclaimed.

No one expected such a thing to happen.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

Gu Hanjing strode over, and glanced at Xu Sangongzi lightly, with a look of disgust.

The son in front of him will only make Gu Hanjing think that he is not worthy of Wen Xian'an to marry in a red wedding dress.

"Participate in His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness Chitose Chitose Chitose."

"Let's be flat, this palace is just here to participate in this wedding, but the situation of Xu Sangongzi doesn't seem to be very good, it's not a big deal, right?" Gu Hanjing was not surprised, and personally went over to support Xu Sangongzi, revealing his concern.

"Thank you Your Highness for your concern, the minister is fine." Xu Sangongzi endured his illness.

"Childe, the auspicious time has been delayed, let's go to the church quickly." The matchmaker said anxiously on the side.

Knowing that Gu Hanjing was interested in Wen Xian'an, Wen Xian'an was now about to marry Xu Sangongzi, Gu Hanjing was definitely unhappy in his heart, and they were also worried about what would happen.

This worship hall can only be reassured by finishing the worship earlier.

"Xu Sangongzi should hurry up and visit the church, it's not good to delay the auspicious time." Gu Hanjing was cold.

Wen Xian'an listened to Gu Hanjing's tone, she didn't know what to say, and even her face was a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he now had a hijab to cover his face, and no one could see the strangeness of her face.

"The two newcomers are still standing."

Qingling helped Wen Xian'an turn around, facing the sky outside.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Wen Xian'an gently bent down and bowed.

"Second worship high hall!"

Wen Xian'an saluted again.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

Gu Hanjing's hand had already clenched into a fist, and Lu Wei was really a little afraid that Gu Hanjing would do something, and he looked worried.

"Poof, ahem, ahem." Xu Sangongzi couldn't bear his cough and blood, and bent over to vomit blood.

Wen Xian'an hadn't bowed down yet, so he could lower his head and look at the blood on the ground.

A smell of blood came, which made Wen Xian'an extremely sensitive, and she asked worriedly, "Is Third Prince Xu okay?"

Xu Sangongzi fainted directly.

"I fainted, how could I faint at this time!"

The scene was chaotic for a while, and the people who came to drink the wedding wine have turned into watching the excitement.

At this moment, Xu Sangongzi's body is completely out of order in the eyes of these people.

"Send Miss Wen into the cave room." As a housewife, she didn't have the mood to care about Wen Xian'an in an instant, and all her thoughts were on her son.

Wen Xian'an also entered a room and stayed in the light support.

Seeing that there was no one, Qingling talked to Wen Xian'an.

"Miss, it looks like the third son of Xu is not good."

"Seeing the people outside so nervous, it may really not work, Qingling, let me tell you one thing, the reason why his body is so bad is because there is more in the medicine, once it is reduced, he still has a chance to live." Wen Xian'an said very seriously.

"Then, does Miss want Xu Sangongzi to live? But if he lives, Miss will be his wife, which is not what Miss wants. ”

Wen Xian'an whispered something in Qingling's ear.

"Miss is really smart, light and smart, according to what Miss said, he can't die for the time being, but it's not much better, which just confirms that Xu Sangongzi is not Miss's true destiny, this is what happened as soon as he entered the door, Xu Fu will definitely let Miss go back."

Said lightly.

Wen Xian'an smiled, waiting for someone to arrive.

When it was close to night, Mrs. Xu had already come in with her maid.

"Miss Wen, I have also heard that your appearance and talent are amazing, but unfortunately my third son is not blessed, San'er is not Miss Wen's true destiny, but because of this, Miss Wen should go back to Wen's mansion, I can't tolerate Miss Wen." Mrs. Xu's tone and attitude have become very bad.

She has three sons, and her favorite third son is not only because she is the youngest, but also because he is frail and sickly, and now she is dying, and she, as a mother, blames all the faults on Wen Xian'an.

Wen Xian'an unveiled the hijab herself, which surprised Mrs. Xu.

Her face was flawless no matter how she looked at it, but she also knew that her son would not be blessed with such a beauty.

"Mrs. Xu, Miss Ben said that there are rumors in Beijing, it is you Xu Mansion who don't believe it, everything has to be reasonable, and there is no way to do the misfortune that has occurred, but Mrs. Xu wants me to leave, I am still willing to continue to be Miss Wen, and I will leave." Wen Xian'an did not show weakness at all, owed to Mrs. Xu, and walked out of this gate very domineeringly.

"The sedan chairs in the Wen Mansion are still there, bring the dowry as well."

Arranged with a light smile.

Wen Xian'an sat on the sedan chair and shouted, "Go home."