Bai Hanyan nodded at him and smiled: "Yes, the little woman's name is Fushu." ‘’

Wang Xin chuckled when she heard this, nodded to herself, turned her gaze back, and said nothing more. Bai Hanyan was also sitting precariously, but she felt that there were two scorching lines of sight not far away, wringing on her body from time to time, she couldn't help but raise her eyelids slightly to look away, it was Duan Changge and Ji Bangyue, who were sitting at the head of the hall, with faint worry in their eyes.

Bai Hanyan lowered his eyebrows, looked away from the two of them, his lips behind the veil were tightened, and the two of them instantly closed their eyes, Bai Hanyan knew that whether it was Ji Bangyue or Duan Changge, they were afraid that Wang Xin on the side would be suspicious of her identity, and she didn't dare to look too much, she sighed in her heart, there was only the love of two men, and he was afraid that he would not be able to finish it in this life.

As the festive firecrackers at the door crackled and rang out, constantly piercing in the ears, a couple of newcomers slowly walked into the hall surrounded by everyone.

Chang De sat at the head of the hall, with a smile on his face, and shouted with a high-pitched male voice: "The auspicious time has come, the newlyweds salute."

Bai Hanyan withdrew his gaze from the two of them, his expression was a little sad, but it was just a scene of the old man crying and the new laughing, always changing things and stars, and in the end, I don't know how many people and how many sad people will be......

Wang Xin looked at Bai Hanyan with a smile in his eyes, unabashedly exploring, the hand in Bai Hanyan's sleeve was clenched, a little panicked, Wang Xin is quite a deep city, and it is really difficult to deal with.

After the ceremony, the bride was welcomed into the wedding room by the Xi Po, and the maids began to shuttle in the hall with the dishes, and then, a burst of smoke rose in the hall, and a few veiled bewitching dancers came shallowly, with the sound of music sounded, the dancers' incomparably graceful dancing posture was impressive, and everyone lingered, and Bai Hanyan's eyes fell on the most dazzling dancer, and they could never be taken back, the eyes hidden behind the veil, like a smile and not a smile have been falling on Chang Fengxuan, who kept toasting to the guests in the hall, and then, She covered her face with her hands on her cheeks, and smiled slightly at the corners of her eyes, but the fierceness behind the smile still shocked Bai Hanyan's heartbeat.

"But does the girl know her?" Wang Xin was so shrewd, he immediately saw the clue from it, and Bai Han's cigarette butt met his sight and did not hide it, but pursed his lips a little embarrassed: "She is also a poor woman, since ancient times, she has only seen newcomers laughing, how can she hear old people crying...... ＂

Before Bai Hanyan's words were finished, Wang Xin immediately hooked his lips and smiled: "It seems that this wedding in Changfu is really a bit interesting at this moment." ＂

As the music dissipated, several women in the hall turned around and retreated, Bai Hanyan suddenly got up and nodded to Wang Xin, and walked out of the side door quietly.

The rain outside gradually stopped, leaving only the coolness of eating bones, the bluestone slab in Changde Mansion was wet by the autumn rain and a little slippery, Bai Hanyan stretched out his hand to pick up the group and walked, a pair of bright eyes kept looking around in the courtyard of Changfu, looking for Liu Yan's figure.

And after the autumn rain just now, the sun behind the dark clouds in the sky has shown a corner of smiling faces, and the moisture on the ground is gradually rising, and a layer of misty fog is thick.

She suddenly broke into a courtyard, separated by the joyful flute, the layers of Changfu in front of her, most of the complex houses in the courtyard are about the same, the same eaves, the same bluestone slabs, the same red window lattice, almost even the dotted trees are no different, people are a little dizzy, Bai Hanyan looks solemn, the steps under her feet fall faster, just want to find Liu Yan as soon as possible, leave the place of right and wrong, but the more she is in her heart, she stumbles in this courtyard, and she can't get around.

Bai Hanyan realized that this place was strange and could not stay for a long time, a touch of gloomy color was hidden in the deep pupils, thin lips formed a line, slightly hooked into an arc, and the essence swept the eyes.

Why can't even a subordinate maid be seen in the huge courtyard, Bai Hanyan couldn't help but wonder in her heart, she hurriedly turned around a few corner doors in the corridor, and wanted to walk out, but an old door suddenly appeared in front of her.

Bai Hanyan gradually stopped walking, raised her eyes to see, the old door could not withstand the erosion of time, mottled lines, there was an old and far-reaching atmosphere, she frowned slightly, with her intuition as a pusher for a long time, keenly felt a strange breath from it, a little hesitation, she raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door, suddenly creaked, the door suddenly opened a gap, Bai Hanyan's eyes were burning like the sun above his head, he lowered his head and thought about it for a while, and then he dodged and got behind the door.

She stood at the door, squinting at the two white lanterns hanging under the lintel in the courtyard, and the huge laying plate covered with snow-colored bodies, she couldn't help but be surprised, she didn't expect that this was actually a mourning hall!

Suddenly, the sun overhead was suddenly obscured by dark clouds, and the rolling black clouds seemed to be rolling in the sky, pressing very low overhead, almost touching the scalp, and making people feel stuffy in their chests. In the distance, the thunder was rolling in the sky, and you could even glimpse the red lightning in the clouds, pushing and decaying between heaven and earth.

Bai Hanyan's eyes were like sharp blades, staring at the door of the mourning hall for a moment, and suddenly, she loosened her hand to lift her skirt in her sleeve, lowered her eyes, and raised her legs to walk towards the mourning hall.

She stuck to the side of the door, stretched out her hand and gently pushed open the door of the mourning hall, revealing a crack, she put her eyes on it and was about to raise her eyes, but she didn't know that at this moment, there was a pair of miserable white hands behind her, and when she approached the door, it had quietly approached her, but Bai Hanyan didn't know it.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, the hands were extremely fast and blindfolded Bai Hanyan's eyes, and her whole person was clamped in her arms, with so much force, it seemed to be on her emaciated ribs, and it hurt very much, Bai Hanyan exclaimed, she could feel the person behind her, the body was cold and no temperature, as if she had just walked out of the coffin buried deep in the ground!

Bai Hanyan couldn't help but shudder, and shouted with horror on his face: "Who are you?" ＂

And the man behind him was unmoved, he always said what he said, and in the blink of an eye, he threw Bai Hanyan's body out of the courtyard door like a broken pocket!

Bai Hanyan fell painfully on the stone slab behind the door, the remaining rain on it stained the skirt, and when she raised her eyes again, the door was closed, she hurriedly got up and pushed the old door of the courtyard door hard, but the door did not move, as if someone had locked it inside.

Bai Hanyan was also a little frightened, and his chest was heaving rapidly.

Who could that person be? Not far away, the newlywed Yan'er room is full of festivities, and why is there such a gloomy mourning hall hidden here.

Bai Hanyan's eyes turned like night, and he pushed the broken door harder and harder, wanting to enter to see what was going on, but suddenly a maid shouted angrily behind him: "Hey! Who are you, so rude, you dare to break into the mourning hall of my old lady, don't you want to die? ＂

Bai Hanyan was stunned by her words, the old lady's mourning hall?

Changde's wife?

The maid walked towards her quickly, counted down, and still chattered at Bai Hanyan, but Bai Hanyan frowned, thinking of the pair of unwarm hands that had just slammed on her, she didn't feel a little shuddering, but her heart was more and more sure that there must be an ulterior secret in this Changfu.

Under the guidance of the little maid, Bai Hanyan returned to the lively and joyful courtyard, one heaven and one hell, giving people the illusion of being in a different world.

The black clouds rolled over her head, and she didn't see Liu Yan's figure, Bai Hanyan was inexplicably a little irritable, and at this moment, her eyes swept inadvertently, but she saw Chang Fengxuan, who was wearing a big red robe, walking towards the happy room, it seemed that he was a little drunk, and with the support of his subordinates, his steps were still a little staggering, and his thin eyebrows like a distant mountain of white cold smoke were sharp, and he raised his legs and followed.

Turning the corridor, Chang Fengxuan suddenly stretched out his hand and shook the little guy hard, and he also staggered, slurred his speech, and said, "Don't follow me, I'll go in by myself." ＂

The little guy was thrown by him and almost fell, and after getting up and standing firmly, he bowed to Chang Fengxuan and walked out.

Chang Fengxuan straightened his clothes, looked in the direction of the happy room with confused eyes, showed a slightly evil smile, raised his legs and walked towards the bathroom.

Bai Hanyan walked quickly, Liu Yan's purpose in coming to Changfu must be to come to Ordinary Fengxuan to take revenge, as long as he follows Chang Fengxuan, he is not afraid that he will not be able to find Liu Yan.

Sure enough, at the door of the happy room, Chang Fengxuan suddenly stopped, his eyes were still a little sloppy with wine, squinting his eyes, he seemed to see a wonderful person who looked like a fairy not far away, he raised his legs and took a step forward, wanting to see more clearly, but who knew that his steps were unsteady, which made him almost fall to the ground and stumble again, Chang Fengxuan's body slammed heavily on the door frame, and the sound was loud, and the delicate bride in the room was startled, and raised her hand slightly to pick up the corner of the bright red hijab, Picking up a pair of watery eyes, she saw through the window screen the shadow of a joyful robe falling on the window lattice, and she shouted weakly: "Xianggong? ”

And Chang Fengxuan outside the door, as if he didn't hear the bride's low call, just raised his eyes in a daze to look at the beautiful woman standing not far away, although her face was covered with a light veil, although she couldn't see her face clearly, but there was a kind of smoke and rain that seemed to be hazy in the West Lake, which made people yearn, her green silk was pulled into a weeping cloud bun, a delicate pale pink dress, fluttering in the autumn wind. Only that pair of eyes are like a bright and shallow stream, which makes people's hearts sink into it.

"Are you a fairy? Chang Fengxuan straightened up, his drunken red eyes stared straight at her, and suddenly grinned, he raised his legs and walked towards the woman, and at this moment, the door of the happy room suddenly opened, and the bride walked out of the room in a hurry, half of her hijab was lifted, she reached out to support Chang Fengxuan's arm, and shouted delicately: "Xianggong, where are you going?" ＂