Although this marriage was in a hurry, the bride was not a random person, she was Zhang Zejing's cousin, everyone could see that Zhang Zejing had no feelings for his cousin, however, her cousin did not seem to be unintentional towards him.

She saw Zhang Zejing's cousin later, and she is also a beautiful embryo, but she is a gentle woman, maybe it is this kind of temperament that Zhang Zejing will choose to marry her.

After all, the seven young members of the Zhang family, who are famous in Youyun City, don't worry about having no woman marry him, even if it's for Chongxi.

However, few people know that on the night of marriage, Zhang Zejing was not in the new house.

That night, he stood in front of Song Yun's grave for a night, and in the corner of that courtyard, there was another person, none other than Mu Ziyun.

Zhang Zejing's new house was not chosen in his original yard, but a new one.

Mu Ziyun just thought that Song Yun must be lonely on Zhang Zejing's wedding night, so she wanted to come over to accompany her, but she didn't expect to meet Zhang Zejing here.

The red wedding dress was worn on the man's thin body, but there was no trace of joy.

Mu Ziyun smiled, picked up the wine jug in her hand, and walked to Song Yun's grave: "It's really a rare guest, shouldn't Qi Shao have a spring supper in the new house at this time?" ”

Zhang Zejing glanced at the person beside him, did not speak, he snatched the wine jug in Mu Ziyun's hand and was about to drink, but was held down by Mu Ziyun: "Since Qishao wants to live more and have children, he should drink less wine." ”

"Just let me indulge one night."

Mu Ziyun let go of his hand, Zhang Zejing took the wine jug, poured it violently, and the spicy wine entered his throat, and he felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

He handed the flask to Mu Ziyun, who smiled, and finally took it and poured it.

"The year I met her, she was still a little milk baby with saliva, at that time, she was the daughter of Lord Song, walking in the yard, there were nurses following behind, very cute, I didn't expect it, this moment, just after so many years, I thought that the person I would eventually marry would be her, even if it wasn't her, it would be someone else, I didn't expect——"

A tear slipped from the corner of his eye and dripped into the wind.

"Heartless son, I hate you, even if these things have nothing to do with you, I still hate you, if it weren't for you, she would still be the red of Qingyuan Tower, I could protect her for a lifetime, silently watch her for a lifetime, even if it is such a life, I am satisfied. Now, however, even such a small wish has become a luxury! ”

Zhang Zejing said, snatched the wine jug from Mu Ziyun's hand and poured a few more sips.

Mu Ziyun smiled: "Hate, anyway, there are many people in this world who hate me, and you are not the only one." Mu Ziyun said, feeling a little dizzy in her head, she simply sat down, when Zhang Zejing hung down the wine jug, she took it and poured some on the ground: "Song Yun, I haven't known you for a long time, and I don't know if you like to drink, all when you love to drink, tonight is a big day for the seven young people, we want to congratulate him!" ”

Zhang Zejing snatched the wine jug in Mu Ziyun's hand again: "I don't need her congratulations, if she really wants to congratulate me, then appear in front of me, appear in front of me!" Zhang Zejing said, shook twice, sat down on the ground, buried his head and cried.

Mu Ziyun raised her eyes and looked at the starry sky above her head, her eyes flashed, and she chuckled: "Cry, cry, cry if you feel uncomfortable, Qi Shao, I won't laugh at you." She said, her tone suddenly changed, and she looked at the person beside her: "But, Qishao, will you kill people?" ”

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