Outside the sedan chair, Yan Huaijing did not come to greet her in person!

Because there was a wife room before, but although it was booked in front, it was robbed by Wei Yuewu to get married, and it didn't match the ceremony, so Yan Huaijing didn't welcome it in person.

But he sent Lin Fang here to welcome the newcomer instead of him.

In front of the sedan chair, Lin put a tall horse, wearing a big red brocade robe, firecrackers on both sides of the road constantly, all the way to the Yanguo Mansion, all rolled out the red carpet, and there are special people on both sides of the firecrackers, lively and extraordinary.

Although there are people on both sides of the street to maintain order, it is still very crowded, and it seems that all the people are crowded into the street to see this marriage, which no one expected.

Along the way, the restaurants and tea shops on both sides were booked early, and many people were spying on this inexplicable marriage.

Mo Huating also booked a private room, and at this time he stood on it with his hands behind his back, looking down at the wedding car slowly coming below, with a little unpredictable coldness in his deep eyes.

He didn't believe that the girl who was snaic and made her heart move would really be sent to the gate of the Yanguo Mansion in such a coma.

Even though she thought she had no physiology that day, she was still able to escape, I really don't know how such a weak woman who had just left the house escaped her sight under such circumstances.

I don't know when such a woman has already touched her heart!

But what followed was her strong withdrawal from the marriage, even if she stretched out her hand, she couldn't save her heart!

In order to withdraw from the marriage, she even designed herself to force her side to relax.

Is she really lying there unconscious now? The hand that was placed on the side was clenched tightly, and then slowly released.

Watching the sedan chair slowly pass in front of his eyes, he felt a sense of sadness in his heart, sighed softly, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, turned around and sat down in front of the chair.

The beauty is insignificant, and there are some things that she seems to be able to let go......

Took out a small box from his arms, the box turned out to be a very old belly pocket, a small child's belly pocket, very small, very delicate, the thread on it was all cut out, it can be seen that the person who embroidered this belly pocket is particularly careful, the small belly pocket can pierce the thread, cut very completely.

It was supposed to be embroidered by a mother herself, and there were two small words on the side of this belly pocket.

"Heart"!

If Wei Yuewu saw this belly pocket, her first thought was that this was her mother's word.

Mrs. Huayang Hou's maiden name is Qin Xinrui, in fact, not many people know about it, first, because Qin Xinrui married Wei Luowen not long after she went to Beijing; Second, it is because Qin Xinrui does not have many friends, there are only a few, and almost all of those few have died by now, and only Tu Zhaoyi is still there, but it is not something that Mo Huating can find out if he wants to.

But Mo Huating knew the name of Mrs. Huayang Hou, so when he first saw this belly pocket, he immediately thought of this possibility.

Originally, for Wei Yan, he had been planning to retire from Wei Yuewu, but at this moment, he got this belly pocket.

So the matter of retiring from the family was put on hold indefinitely, and then there was the robbery on that snowy night.

But now, it doesn't seem to even matter that much!

The box was closed heavily, Mo Huating leaned back, his handsome eyes closed weakly, one wrong step, one wrong step, he had actually made a mistake from the beginning!

The woman he wanted was never Wei Yan!

"Master Hou, Aunt Wei is looking for Master Hou again." A small guy ran up the stairs "all the way", saw Mo Huating, and hurriedly reported.

"Let her make trouble!" Mo Huating touched his forehead, and there was a thick disgust in his eyes.

"Yes...... But there is still the little master in the belly......" The little girl reminded timidly, Aunt Wei was recently pregnant, and her mother became more and more arrogant in the house.

"So what, if she doesn't want to give birth, she doesn't have to give birth, I really don't have a shortage of women here." Mo Huating said coldly, if it weren't for Wei Luowu's sake, he would definitely not tolerate this stupid woman.

He now has to be glad that he didn't marry this woman as the main house, but it was also this woman who made his marriage unharmonious.

If it weren't for Wei Yan, why would he want to put Wei Yuewu to death, the depression in his heart fell on Wei Yan's body for a while, and he felt more and more annoyed by the sound of firecrackers outside, and he even had an impulse to strangle this unknown woman.

As long as he thinks of the woman who originally belonged to him, but now he is married to someone else, that kind of anger is not enough to describe his heart, even his heart is burning in anxiety, and that sullen breath almost suppresses his whole person in that wild air.

Such a woman, even if she is dead, should be crowned with her surname, not in this situation, if he had known that there was such a thing, he would have automatically invited Sakura, and would never let Yan Huaijing marry Wei Yuewu.

Wei Yuewu is his, he has been his since he was a child, so it has always been his, Yan Huaijing, you wait, if Wei Yuewu doesn't die, he will definitely not stop.

Yan Huaijing, that kind of woman is definitely not something you can have, and you don't deserve to have such a beautiful her if you have a wife.

Mo Huating only felt that he was the most affectionate person in the world, and felt that Yan Huaijing was not worthy of Wei Yuewu, but he never thought that he was the most scummy person.

Retracting his gaze, Mo Huating stood up with a gloomy face: "Go!" ”

With that, he put the box in his arms and strode out, and the matter should be able to unfold little by little......

Seeing Mo Huating's cold and almost blue face, the little guy knew that it was not good, so he didn't dare to say a word, and followed behind Mo Huating at a trot.

At the end of the sedan chair, Yan Huaijing was invited out, dressed in a red brocade robe, reflecting the extremely handsome face, more and more peerless, and the ladies among the guests outside couldn't help but exclaim.

Although many of them had seen Yan Huaijing, they had never seen such a bright Yan Huaijing.

Yan Huaijing walked to the sedan chair with a calm face, took the bow and arrow handed over by the guard, and shot three arrows at the sedan door, and the three arrows were inserted in the big red flower ornament on the sedan door.

There was thunder of joy for a while.

Lin Fang had already changed into ordinary clothes at this time, and came over to take the bow and arrow for Yan Huaijing.

Yan Huaijing strode forward, Jin Ling had come out of the sedan chair at this time, lifted the curtain for him, and Wei Yuewu was lying there quietly in the flower bridge, with red clothes and a red hijab, but she was lying.

Yan Huaijing stretched out his hand, leaned over and hugged Wei Yuewu carefully, and then slowly stood up.

It seemed to be lying down, but Wei Yuewu's whole heart was in her throat, which would hear the thunderous laughter outside, knowing that Yan Huaijing was coming, her heartbeat became more and more frenzied, and then she felt that her eyes were slightly brighter, and then she fell into a thick arms, biting her lip, almost making her involuntarily hold her breath.

"You can breathe!" A very soft voice, with a hint of faint ridicule, just fell into Wei Yuewu's ears, and she only then came to her senses, and only then did she exhale a few breaths vigorously.

After only a while, she felt that her chest was stuffy, but what was even hotter was her face, and the whole thing was almost burning, and she would feel that she was fortunate to have "fainted".

The brazier had already been installed at the gate, Yan Huaijing lifted the robe with one hand, and stepped steadily with Wei Yuewu in the other.

There are no elders in the Yanguo Mansion now, so there are no people sitting on the two large chairs, only two chairs are symbolically placed, replacing the Yan Guogong and the Duchess of Yanguo, who are not in Beijing.

The so-called salute was basically completed by Yan Huaijing holding Wei Yuewu, and Wei Yuewu's current situation is indeed not suitable for too much tossing, so everyone acquiesced to this way of saluting,

"Husband and wife worship each other......" Xi Niang's elongated voice came in, Wei Yuewu breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and her slightly clenched fist hand relaxed slightly.

Now, she should be regarded as a veritable lady of the prince of Yanguo!

Licheng, Yan Huaijing's eyes also became more and more soothing, and after confessing to the guests, he hugged Wei Yuewu and walked to the backyard.

Because of the hurry, Yan Huaijing did not prepare a new house for Wei Yuewu, so he arranged Wei Yuewu's house in his own place.

There are actually a lot of female dependents from the backyard, and some young ladies from the family originally came to see Yan Huaijing, and they would watch Yan Huaijing dance over with Wei Yue in her arms, and they were all embarrassed and amazed.

If such a handsome and incomparable man hugged him, even if he and the Lord of Jingde were lying there unconscious, he would be willing.

"Prince Yan Guo, can you take a step to speak." In the long corridor, Jing Wenyan stood there with a pale face, this was already the innermost courtyard close to Yan Huaijing, basically there were no guests, Yan Huaijing was about to tell Wei Yuewu that she could open her eyes a little, but Jing Wenyan blocked the way.

"What's the matter with Miss Jing?" Yan Huaijing hugged Wei Yuewu and asked gently, but his expression looked dissatisfied.

"You...... Are you really going to marry her? Jing Wenyan asked in a trembling voice, stretching out her hand with an extremely rude finger.

"Didn't you see that?" Yan Huaijing raised his eyebrows, and said with a faint look in his eyes.

"You...... How can you do this, you ...... How can you be like this, when you said that if it wasn't for your heart, you wouldn't marry anyone, and that I didn't like you, and you must let your father and my father cancel the marriage, but ...... But why, why would you marry a dead man? ”

Jing Wenyan's emotions were almost uncontrollable, her whole person was trembling, and her eyes were burning with raging fire.

Even now, she has witnessed everything in front of her, and she still can't believe that Yan Huaijing would actually agree to marry Wei Yuewu, and it is such a Wei Yuewu who is about to die.

The hands in her sleeves were clenched fiercely, and her tears fell uncontrollably, she was the number one beauty, even if Wei Yuewu was alive, she couldn't compare to herself, not to mention that she was still dead now, why should she fight with herself, but why would Yan Huaijing rather marry such a dead woman than herself!

This thought has tormented her for the past few days, making her feel like she is suffocating......