As Dazai, Han Zhao has an extraordinary status, and the matter of marriage is naturally not trivial.

He has a marriage in his body.

The object is the eldest daughter of the Dongfu family.

The strength of the Dongfu family is extremely strong, ranking in the forefront of the eight famous families.

The door is right, and the man is talented and beautiful.

It's rude and misnomer.

It should be a talented woman.

Yes, the woman is one and a half years old and has just grown hair.

This family business has been decided for many years.

said that the first daughter born to the head of the Dongfu family was married to Han Zhao as his wife.

However, the eldest lady gave birth to a son in her first year.

Recuperate for half a year,

Still a son!

If you don't give birth to a daughter, you vow not to give up!

Recuperate for another half a year and regenerate, and as a result, it is still a son!

And, twins!

The people of the Dongfu family smiled crookedly, but Han Zhao had been waiting for nearly five years.

The years pass like a white horse.

Ten years have passed.

The more she was born, the faster she was born, the seventh child of the Dongfu family was finally a daughter!

After getting the news, Han Zhao burst into tears, and almost bowed to heaven and earth, blowing gongs and drums.

I almost thought that his wife was gone......

It's just that after having a little wife, it will take at least more than ten years before you can get a house.

By then, he would be as old as a sun-dried daylily.

However, the people of the Dongfu family don't care so much.

There is nothing wrong with the old and the young.

Because, it is not the people who are together, but the family background and bloodline.

Having said all that, there is only one fact to express.

The honest and noble, upright and calm Dazai of Chu State has lived for so long, and he is still a junior brother, and he has never embraced a woman.

His life is super simple, either a state affair or a cultivation. He is proficient in everything but eating, drinking, and having fun.

At this moment, the wind blew away the clouds in the sky.

The earth is no longer dark. The silver moonlight shines brightly.

Han Zhao glanced back again.

The people who hugged each other came into view.

They haven't separated yet!

Seeing the exciting intimate scene, Han Zhao almost couldn't breathe.

I can't wait to be an ostrich, plunge headlong into the dirt, and don't listen or look.

Isn't it over yet?

Feng Jiuqian only felt that this guy's reaction was a little funny, and said, "Han Zhao, you can't even recognize me?" ”

A warm current wrapped around his jade-like fingertips, heading towards him.

This healing wind immediately blew away the pain.

The moment the pain disappeared, Han Zhao recognized Feng Jiu in disbelief.

"Heavenly ...... Heavenly Doctor!! Why are you here? ”

Moreover, why did you take the initiative to help?!

He can't afford it!

Feng Jiu hugged Yin Yu tightly, first expressed his ownership, and then wrote lightly, "She is my wife Yin Yu." If I offend you, I'll make amends for her, don't take it to heart. ”

What?!

Such a fierce and vicious woman is actually the beloved of the heavenly doctor?

Han Zhao was dumbfounded, and complained in his heart without tears: I was almost kicked by her and broke my life, if you don't come, I will be hacked to death by her, even if you don't pay for it......

Well, the face of the heavenly doctor still has to be given QAQ

It is worthy of being an example of a famous family in the Chu State.

Han Zhao was like a person who was fine, gave Yin Yu a salute, and smiled casually, "Han Zhao has seen Madame." It turned out that the flood washed the Dragon King Temple, and everyone was their own people. ”

His eyes narrowed, and he said, "If I remember correctly, this place is the residence of the great power of the academy, Fazong Ji Yong. Why is Madame here in the middle of the night? ”

Yin Yu's face changed suddenly.

Who said that Han Zhao was noble?

He clearly holds a grudge against a very small person, and he is sowing discord!

Sure enough, Feng Jiuqing's face changed, pinched Yin Yu's chin, and said in a cold voice, "Answer." ”