At this time, Song Yun (身shēn) was wearing a wedding dress, and he was galloping towards the distance with Qin Jingnan, and he didn't know how long he had been running, and he didn't know where Qin Jingnan was going to stay by himself, but he felt that this road was somewhat familiar.

After a while, Qin Jingnan finally stopped, Song Yun was tired and a little out of breath, Qin Jingnan looked at Song Yun with a distressed face, stretched out his hand, and wiped the fine beads of sweat on her head with her wide sleeves.

"Exhausted, aren't you?" Qin Jingnan asked distressedly, at this time, Song Yun raised his head, looked at Qin Jingnan's eyes, shook his head slightly, and looked around, at this time, Song Yun remembered, isn't this the royal ancestral hall?

"What are you bringing me here for?" When Song Yun was in his previous life, he had to come to this ancestral hall with Qin Shihao every year to worship his ancestors, but in the next two years, he never came here again, presumably Song Zi came instead of himself.

(奶nǎi) (奶nǎi)平 (日rì) eats fasting and recites the Buddha, and Song Yun is even more familiar with this, and finally likes to go to the temple to worship, but this ancestral hall seems to have never been open to outsiders, even if she was already the queen at that time.

Hearing Song Yun's words, Qin Jingnan turned to the side slightly, looked at Song Yun's eyes, smiled, stretched out his hand, and touched her small and round nose, as if saying that she was naughty.

"I'll take you to meet a few people." As he spoke, he pulled Song Yun and walked inside, and now that it was this time, there was no turning back for the two of them.

At this time, Qin Jingnan seemed to have completely forgotten that today (日rì) was his eldest wedding (日rì), and in his eyes, it seemed that there was only one woman, Song Yun, and the others seemed to have become less important.

The two glanced at each other and walked inside, and Song Yun, who was on the side, silently followed Qin Jingnan's (body shēn), but he couldn't stop muttering in his heart: "Although I haven't been here a few times, isn't this ancestral hall a place to worship the ancestral spirit card, so who does Qin Jingnan want to take to see him?" ”

Just thinking about it, the two of them have come to the courtyard, the environment here is both familiar and unfamiliar, Song Yun looked at the spirit card placed in a high place, and was in awe, at this time, Song Yun realized that something seemed to be wrong.

Different from the previous life, above this high position, there are only three spirit cards, but in the past life, there were four tokens, especially one spirit card is the most perverse, it is actually a token made of gold and jade, which is called Song Yun has a deep memory.

Thinking back like this, who was the spirit card before, Song Yun had a rough idea in his heart, it was Qin Shihao's father, but now that this throne is made by Qin Jingnan, it is natural to make his tablet smaller.

Sure enough, in the corner, Song Yun saw his token, not to mention it, it was covered with a thin layer of ash, presumably Qin Jingnan really hated him, and chose to insult him in this way.

"Give me your hand." Qin Jingnan suddenly stretched out his hand, stretched out in front of Song Yun, who was stunned, and said, Song Yun was stunned, but her words seemed to have magic power, Song Yun stretched out his hand and put it in Qin Jingnan's hand.

At this time, Qin Jingnan held Song Yun's hands with both hands, and the two of them seemed so intimate in front of the ancestors and ancestors, but there was only one between them

There is a fist away.

"Song Yun, is it okay to be my concubine?" Qin Jingnan begged and said to Song Yun, Song Yun was stunned, since ancient times, the emperor's concubine marriage was just a direct edict, and now he actually wanted to ask for his own opinion, Song Yun couldn't help but be a little surprised.

At this time, she wanted to nod a lot, but at this time, Song Yun suddenly remembered something, and wanted to break free of Qin Jingnan's hand, sure enough, this beautiful life was a moment of reverie.

Song Yun suddenly thought, what is the (日rì) son at this time today, it is obviously Qin Jingnan and his best friend who got married, in this case, how can he choose to marry his friend's husband on this day?

Just when Song Yun was still hesitating, she had just shaken off Qin Jingnan's hand, and Qin Jingnan stepped forward and hugged Song Yun tightly in his arms, his eyes were full of sadness.

"I beg you, don't leave me again." Qin Jingnan said as he buried his head under Song Yun's hair, his hands clenched tighter and tighter, and Song Yun only felt as if he was about to lose his breath.

This feeling is as if he is like a ball of dough, about to be kneaded into his body by Qin Jingnan, I don't know if my brain suddenly cramps or something.

Song Yun didn't control it for a while, and directly whispered in Qin Jingnan's ear: "Okay." As soon as he heard this, Qin Jingnan's entire face instantly bloomed.

At this time, a monk walked out from the back of the ancestral hall, this is the first time the monk Song Yun has seen it, in a place like the ancestral hall, there is a monk (day rì) night prayer for these ancestors is the most common.

When he saw this monk, Qin Jingnan's expression was extremely calm, as if he was expected, and the monk did not seem very surprised by the arrival of the two of them, but just looked at the two with a smile.

"It's time to go." Qin Jingnan raised his head and said to the monk in front of him, the monk looked Song Yun and Qin Jingnan up and down, and then nodded.

Song Yun was somewhat embarrassed by him to look at him like this, and hid directly behind Qin Jingnan's (body shēn), and Qin Jingnan seemed to see Song Yun's nervousness, and directly stretched out his hand, and Song Yun put his hand on it.

In this way, a wave of courage seemed to be injected into Song Yun's soul, and she and Qin Jingnan looked at each other and nodded to each other, as if they were giving each other strength.

The two followed the monk to the ancestral hall, and the monk took the holy water from nowhere, and used the rattan of the willow tree to dip it in the holy water, and waved it on the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, the monk shouted, "Please! The two of them knelt on the yellow mat and bowed to the tablet in front of them, which was three in a row.

"Husband and wife worship each other!" The monk said suddenly, when he heard the husband and wife worshipping each other, Song Yun was stunned, the two of them, did they really get married like this? For a while, Song Yun's god (情qíng) was in a trance, but he couldn't react.

Just when Song Yun hesitated, suddenly, the front gate of this ancestral hall

Someone pushed away with a bang, and when they heard the sound, several people hurriedly turned their heads and looked out of the door, Qin Jingnan frowned on the side, I don't know who came here to make trouble at this time.

When Song Yun and Qin Jingnan looked intently over, they found that it wasn't Han Yue standing at the door? The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and now the two of them can only sneak around like this, for fear that there will be a little trouble.

(End of chapter)