Song Che looked blankly at the bride sitting on the marriage bed in front of him, with a phoenix crown and a red silk hijab, and then looked down at himself, and he actually looked like a groom and an official.

Who is she? Where am I?

Song Che clearly remembered that he was forced to resign from the company because he offended his immediate boss, so that he was depressed and climbed Mount Huashan alone at night-

It seems like......

It was as if he had stumbled and rolled down the mountain.

But even so, even if you don't fall to your death, you should still be in the ICU.

Don't...... Did I cross over?

The wedding room is quite spacious, the antique furniture, the style is quite stylish, the red incense candles are charming, the breeze is slightly curled in the curtain, everything looks so real.

"Hey, how long are you going to let me be bored?" The bride didn't say a word.

The bride is covered with a hijab, although she can't see her appearance, but she has something to say, and her figure is still good.

Song Che walked to the side of the bed suspiciously, picked up the jade Ruyi in the wedding basin, gently picked up the bride's hijab, from the bottom to the top, the mouth was like a piece of red with Zhu Dan, the skin was like a jade nose like a cone, the green silk was half pulled into a bun, the jade ears wore a small bead curtain, the bright eyes were like starlight, and the faint fragrance of a woman.

Facing the stunning beauty in front of him, Song Che could see his god for a while, and he subconsciously pursed his lips and slowly came up.

Before the moon before the flowers, the bride and groom, the candles in the cave room, the spring supper overnight, who dares to say that it is unreasonable?

"Whore, watch the fight!"

Before he could kiss the red lips, he slapped him with a stick, knocking his head and making his head buzz.

The bride took out an arm-thick rolling pin out of nowhere, and beat it indiscriminately, and every time she was full of strength, she scolded in her mouth:

"You, the thief who picked up the house halfway, really think of yourself as the groom's official? Don't ask Miss Ben if she is allowed to do so! ”

Song Che hugged his head in the marriage room, and shouted as he ran: "Who the knows what the hell this place is, Lao Tzu woke up and came here, and he just met a tigress ......"

"You...... How dare you call me a tigress! Don't run! See if I don't knock you into a bodhisattva's brain! ”

The two strangers didn't know how many laps they chased in the room.

The bride was finally so tired that she was panting.

Seeing that the tigress was powerless, Song Che hurriedly rushed out of the door.

But when I went out, I found that it was like a labyrinth of deep mansions, pavilions and pavilions, one after another, and I couldn't find my way out after turning for a long time.

No matter what, I have to leave this hellish place today.

Song Che found a low wall, rolled up his sleeves, tightened his belt, and reluctantly rode up with great effort, and suddenly, a shout came from behind him:

"Uncle!"

Song Che was startled, his feet slipped, he fell from the wall, and fell on all fours, he covered his waist and looked up, but he was met by a pair of big smiling eyes.

A little maid in her twenties-year-olds, with her waist crossed, holding her not-so-proud breasts, and two domestic servants with sticks standing beside her.

"Uncle, today is a day of great joy for you and the young lady, the groom can't let the bride stay alone in the empty room!"

The little maid said and glanced at the servant.

The servants opened their bows left and right, and set up Song Che with sticks, so that they could escort the prisoners, and sent them to the direction of the marriage room with half hanging.

The little maidservant girl followed aside and said: "Uncle, although our Shen family is not very rich, it can be regarded as a big business with a place in this Suzhou city, not to mention that our young lady gave birth to a sinking fish and a goose, and a shy flower in the closed moon, you are a blessing that you can't cultivate in eight lifetimes!" ”

"Uh...... I would venture to ask, what year is it?"

"Da Liang Yong'an has been in existence for sixteen years."

"Girder?"

"It's not surprising if you don't remember, Lang Zhong said that you have suffered a severe brain injury and are likely to lose your memory......"

It's not a question of whether you lose your memory or not! Song Che was completely sure that he had really crossed over, and it was not a regular dynasty.

The little maid's name is Fu'er, and she is Miss Shen's personal maid.

Through a brief conversation with her, Song Che probably understood why he appeared here:

Shen Tian, the master of the Shen family, was a kind-hearted person who accidentally saved himself from a coma on the way back from business.

coincided with the decree of Emperor Daliang, in order to fill the harem, a large number of Jiangnan show girls were selected.

Don't look at the Shen family's big business, but there are no men under the knees, only the only daughter Shen Wenjun, who is in her twenties and is as beautiful as a flower, and the pearl in her palm is naturally reluctant to be sent to the palace to serve the emperor who is over half a hundred years old.

Shen Tian saw that he was good-eyed and the same age as Shen Wenjun, so he simply didn't do anything and recruited himself as a son-in-law.

In this way, the married woman does not need to enter the palace, and she can still pass on the incense to the Shen family.

has to be a businessman, this wishful thinking, the fight is crackling.

"In today's world, the coastal pirates are attacking, the southwest barbarians are invading, the north is looking at Dijon, the Hu people are fighting in the west, bandits are rampant in the rivers and lakes, and the number of victims is increasing day by day...... If it weren't for the kindness of our master, I am afraid that you would have been eaten by a wild wolf in the middle of the road...... Although this soft rice is hard to swallow, it is better than starving to death, right?"

Fu'er winked at Song Che and asked with a smile, "Did you say that?" Uncle? ”

Song Che skimmed the big wooden stick in the hand of the servant, and said bitterly: "You said yes, that's it......"

It wasn't until Song Che was "escorted" back to the marriage room that Fu'er left with the servants.

The curtain has been lowered on the marriage bed, which can be seen through the shadow of the candle, and the beauty is half-asleep, graceful and colorful.

Song Che leaned against the door, neither entering nor retreating.

"From tonight onwards, I will sleep in bed, and you will sleep down, and you will not be allowed to snore, grind your teeth, or go beyond half a step, understand?" The sound that came from inside the curtain was more like a command.

Song Che glared resentfully, and scolded in his heart, tigress, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will clean you up obediently: "Understood......"

"So, turn off the lights and go to bed!"

Song Che extinguished the red candle and lay on the bamboo couch, thinking that this must be a dream, and he might go back when he woke up.

……

Slip!

Fall!

Weightlessness!

Awakened!

Song Che suddenly opened his eyes, sweating profusely.

The morning light spills into the room, the lattice window shadows are mottled, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers, which is refreshing for three points and intoxicating for seven points.

It's still the marriage room, it's not a dream at all.

......The door was gently pushed open, and Fu'er and another little maidservant, each holding civilian clothes and toiletries, walked in.

"Uncle, get up soon, newcomers who pass through the door, they have to give their parents morning tea, this is the rule."

The maidservant put her things down and was about to leave.

"Wait," Song Che glanced at the empty marriage bed in the main room, "Your young lady got up so early?"

"Miss is not called by my uncle, you should call Miss Madame," Fu'er corrected a sentence before saying: "Miss, whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, she gets up on the fifth watch day and goes to the study to check the account book." ”

The Shen family has no men, and the daughter should be self-reliant.

I never thought that my wife, who got it in a daze, was not only a pretty woman, but also a hard-working strong woman.