Chapter Seventy-Nine: Slapping the Ancient Bold Daughter-in-law in the Face (3)
Dong Jiaqi doesn't want to be decided at all, let alone be married off by her parents at will, as a woman, she understands too much the importance of her husband to them, but since ancient times, the words of her parents' matchmaker have never been something that she, a little woman, can interject.
The Dong family is a scholarly family and is not short of money, although Dong Jiaqi, as a woman, also knows poetry and books, and can barely be regarded as a lady. It's just that if you read too many books, you will inevitably have some bad thoughts.,Beginning the girl Huaichun had fantasies about love.,And for the life that is now at the mercy of others, there is unwillingness and resistance.。
However, women have no right to refuse in this society, all they can do is obedience and only obedience. Even if she was unwilling, she was still married to the Li family by her parents, and the Li family, a big family in Baiyun City, became the wife of their young master.
With the identity of the Li family, any woman can marry, such a family background is an irresistible temptation for any woman, even the arrogant Dong Jiaqi is not exempt from vulgarity, with complicated feelings to marry, on the Li family's sedan chair.
After a day of noise, the whole room was incredibly quiet, as if only the sound of steady breathing could be heard, Dong Jiaqi was dressed in red and had a phoenix crown, which simply satisfied the fantasies of all women's dreams. She blushed with a pair of faces, a pair of charming phoenix eyes were misty, and her red lips were slightly open and wanted to speak.
The slender jade hand held the clothes on her knees tightly, and the nervous green tendons were exposed, but she still couldn't help the nervousness and shyness in her heart. Dong Jiaqi was already beautiful and moon-looking, and under the careful makeup, she was as beautiful as a fairy concubine, and her shy appearance at the moment made people feel itchy.
Bang dang
With a loud noise, Dong Jiaqi's body couldn't help shaking, made a subconscious reaction, and then straightened her back and sat on the bed obediently waiting for the groom to come.
"Hehe" A smell of wine came, mixed with the male smell of the man, Dong Jiaqi couldn't help but lower her head and didn't dare to raise her head, looking forward and nervous in her heart.
With the sound of the brush, the fiery red hijab was violently lifted, Dong Jiaqi raised her head in fright, and stared at a pair of phoenix eyes in horror, with a slightly open mouth, it can really be called a living color. Just one glance made Li Fanglin like a lightning strike, such a living beauty is comparable to all the beauties he has ever seen, and this kind of beauty can only be compared to Wen Xuelan when she was young.
Li Fanglin, who was merry by nature, just fell in love with Dong Jiaqi's beauty at a glance, opened his mouth and just wanted to speak, when he heard a cough from the door, his brows furrowed and he was dissatisfied, but he still had to leave the new house temporarily. Stretched out his hand and touched Dong Jiaqi's fair face, Li Fanglin secretly said with ice muscles and jade bones, and said with a smile in the other party's frightened sight.
"Don't be afraid, beauty, I won't hurt you. Since I have lifted your hijab and you will be my man from now on, you will defend me like a jade! Li Yulong is not worthy of you at all, it is a pity that a beauty like you marries him, but I am more pitiful than him. ”
When the words fell, Li Fanglin quickly disappeared into the new house, if it weren't for the heat on his face, Dong Jiaqi even thought that she had a ridiculous dream, in which a strange man lifted his hijab and took advantage of himself, and said a lot of obscene words without shame, but deep down in her heart she didn't feel disgusted at all.
"Ahem" The coughing sound was getting closer and closer, Dong Jiaqi put on her hijab in a panic and tried to cover up everything that happened before, and her flustered heart had no time to think about the deep meaning of what she did.
"Young Master, slow down." An Zhu helped Li Yulong into the room, ready to help someone sit down and rest, his young master's body was not good, but this wedding was gritted his teeth and survived, it was too hard, you must know that the wedding process is very tiring.
"I'm fine, help me through." Li Yulong waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and the fiery red wedding dress could not cover the paleness on his face, but the bride was sitting next to him, he couldn't be indifferent all the time, right?
He once fantasized about marrying a wife and having children, to support his wife and children, and to honor his mother in the future, so as not to make them sad and sad for him.
The result of the development of things is not what he wants, but since he has married the other party, he has to support the responsibility of a husband, at least he can't let his wife be wronged in his lifetime, let alone let him swallow his anger and narcissism like his mother. He has seen enough of his mother's grievances and sorrows, and he doesn't want his wife to be so miserable.
Before marrying Dong Jiaqi, Li Yulong had already made up his mind to treat her well, not let her be wronged and embarrassed, and stay with each other for the rest of his life.
Picked up the hijab from the side, a flower and moon appearance came into view, even if Li Yulong was indifferent by nature, he was also amazed by the delicate face in front of him, and a trace of surprise flashed in the peach blossom eyes that were exactly the same as Wen Xuelan, and he endured the discomfort of his body and showed a gentle smile.
Met Dong Jiaqi's frightened eyes, Li Yulong slowly opened a smile and said comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I will protect you from now on, and I will never let you be hurt." These words are all from the bottom of my heart, but unfortunately Dong Jiaqi can't understand this sincerity.
After glancing at the man in front of her who couldn't hide her illness, Dong Jiaqi slowly lowered her head and looked away, a trace of deep disappointment flashed in her eyes, is her father-in-law such a sick man? With that pale face, the blind man couldn't see his physical condition, so did she step into the fire pit?
Dong Jiaqi's face turned pale for a moment, and when she raised her head again, she pressed everything back to the bottom of her heart, showed a smile, and said softly, "I believe in you, husband." ”
Although she had a smile on her face, Dong Jiaqi's heart was constantly bleeding, did she marry a sick man? I'm afraid this person's life is imminent, and what should she do? What hope does a woman have for a woman who has no husband? The woman next to her may also give birth to a child to rely on, but looking at this person's appearance, let alone giving her a child, even if it is impossible to have sex, is she going to be alone in this Li family for the rest of her life?
Involuntarily, Dong Jiaqi thought of the previous man, that is, Li Fanglin who broke into the marriage room drunk, although the person looked not young, but he was still handsome and tall, and the clothes on his body were also from a big family, and he didn't look like an ordinary person.
"Lady, it's not too early, let's rest!" Li Yulong didn't notice that his new wife was absent-minded, he smiled and lay in the bed, and An Zhu had already left the marriage room. By the time Dong Jiaqi reacted, Li Yulong was already asleep, after all, this kind of exercise was not something he could bear.