"The dog is going to set off tomorrow, and the affairs are complicated, so I can only pack up at home today, lest I disappoint Wang En."

An Lehou replied, and Futu took advantage of the situation to tease his mouth.

"Dean Sima Qingyun's eldest daughter Sima Ange is now serving as the county guard of Yuqin, and the little young master is gone, I am afraid that he will inevitably have to come and go more, and he is happy to wait for this greeting, don't you want to see him in advance?"

An Lehou's face turned red for a while, he had never seen Sima Ange, but at a young age, he could be appreciated by the king and sit in the position of Yuqin County Guard, it must not be a thing in the pool, but this girl has such entanglements with her own bloodline.

Chen Ye returned to the royal capital to tell him the ins and outs of the ins and outs of the time he did not hesitate, that night was the moon and the stars, he was pacing back and forth in the study for this matter, Mrs. Qingzhi walked in with a bowl of taro porridge, no one knew what Mrs. Qingzhi said to him this night, but the next day he decided to lick off this old face and ask for a marriage for his son.

"Dean Sima Qingyun, my son Chenye happens to be the same age as your daughter, maybe ......"

An Lehou hesitated to speak, he knew that this Sima Qingyun was famous for looking down on the official eunuchs and nobles, and Chen Ye was secretly in Yuqin at that time, so he could only keep his mouth shut about this matter.

Unexpectedly, Sima Qingyun seemed to think about it seriously.

"I also want to go to Yuqin tomorrow to meet my daughter, I wonder if your son can make a place to take the old man with me?"

As soon as Sima Qingyun said this, even Futu, who originally meant to match, was stunned.

"Okay, good, of course, it's an honor for the dog to be able to walk with Dean Sima Qingyun."

An Lehou nodded repeatedly.

Futu slandered in his heart, isn't this the appearance of his son-in-law in advance, the king's thoughts are afraid that they are in vain, and I don't know how these two children told their parents, this matchmaker has not been done yet, so he was blocked back first.

On the high platform, he raised his glass to Jimo Qinghe again and again, with a posture of vowing to get Jimo Qinghe drunk, but this wine pot was on one pot after another, but neither of them was drunk.

"Alright, alright!"

The night is finally waving hands.

"I use medicine to relieve hangover, and you use internal force to force wine, and we can't fight no matter how hard we fight."

He shook his head rather boredly.

Jimo Qinghe put the wine cup on the table and smiled lightly.

It's not impossible to get drunk, it's just ...... A deep light crossed his eyes.

The ceremony is the last step on the wedding day, and this procedure is the most important ritual in the wedding.

Who dares to peep into the monarch's cave room, and after drinking a glass of wine, only Jimo Qinghe and Ji Xin are left.

The bead curtain in front of her eyes made her a little unable to see Jimo Qinghe, Jimo Qinghe handed the wine glass on the table to Jixin, Jixin only felt that her cheeks were a little red, she bowed her head slightly, and exchanged wine cups with him in the same way as Jimo Qinghe, and drank it all.

"Salary......

Ji Moqinghe's voice was hoarse, and he gently removed the bead hairpin curtain on Ji Xin's head one by one with his hand, even though Ji Xin had been accustomed to the redundancy of Chinese clothes for many years, but this Zhu Hai was taken off still made her feel very relaxed.

Ji Mo Qinghe took off the last pearl on her bun, and immediately hugged Ji Xin in his arms, this embrace was too warm, Ji Mo Qinghe's warm breath gently rubbed on Ji Xin's neck.

"Qinghe ......"

Ji Xin unconsciously crooked his neck, but he didn't expect Jimo Qinghe to hug her tighter strongly.

"Salary...... Salary......"

He whispered as he searched his lips for something on his neck.

"Qinghe, you, drunk?"

Jimo Qinghe did not ban drinking, but no one had ever seen him drunk, and a few people knew that he was profound, and he was forced out by him with internal force when the spicy wine entered the intestines.

"Well, not drunk......"

Ji Mo Qinghe agreed softly, and the salary tentatively stepped back a little, but Mo Qinghe frowned a little aggrieved.

When Ji Xin saw him like this, he knew that he must be drunk, but it was just a glass of wine...... The unrivaled son of the unrivaled son turned out to be a person who couldn't get a drop of wine, and he couldn't help but purse his lips and snicker.