Yan Haitang choked, and the bride said that she had to cover her head when she drank the wine, and then she was confused......

After thinking for a moment, she said, "I drank wine and fell asleep." ”

"Oh, really?" Yan Fu saw her eyes flickering, and asked again, "What about the eldest son?" ”

Fu Minghe was dressed neatly and also went out of the house.

He saw Yan Funing at a glance, her face was greasy and moving.

Even if there is a bag on her forehead, it does not affect her thrillingly beautiful face.

His bride was supposed to be her, Fu Minghe was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fu Ciyi: "Why didn't the second brother find out that the bride was wrong as soon as possible?" ”

Fu Ciyi stroked the hem of his sleeve: "Why didn't the eldest brother find out?" ”

Fu Minghe: "You! ”

Fu Ciyi's eyes were as cold as water, and his voice was indifferent: "She covered her head, I didn't see her face." ”

Fu Minghe asked again: "Have you ever drunk a combination of wine?" ”

Fu Ciyi: "No." ”

Yan Funing: "My second son and I didn't drink the wine, and I came here at this moment just to save the situation." ”

Yan Haitang stared straight at Fu Ciyi, nodded and said, "It's only midnight, it's still early before dawn, let's change it back." ”

Fu Minghe pondered for a long time, but he didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

At this moment, the old mother took out a bloody Yuanpa from the new house.

"The eldest young master and Miss Yan have already had a round house!"

After speaking, regardless of the expressions of the four masters, he pinched Yuanpa and went to the main courtyard of Xiyuan.

Yan Fu frowned in surprise, it turned out that Yan Haitang was asleep.

Among the four people present, two became real husband and wife, and she had formed a bond with Fu Ciyi earlier, and the contradictions were very deep......

What should I do?

The old lady quickly invited the second old lady and the second old lady.

"You already have a pair of round houses, but you can only make mistakes." The second old lady said in a deep voice.

Yan Haitang was unconvinced: "What if it is the second son who worships with me, and the eldest son who has a round room with me, what should I do?" ”

The old couple in the second room are the county parents and Fu Minghe's own grandparents.

In front of them, she couldn't say that she admired Fu Ciyi.

There was silence in the courtyard for a while.

After a while, the second old lady took Yan Haitang's hand: "After worshipping the church, it will be sent to the cave room, and the problem can only be when the bride gets off the sedan chair." ”

The implication is that it is Fu Minghe who worships Yan Haitang.

Yan Haitang said aggrievedly: "But the second sister hates the second son, regardless of the man's noble face, and arrogantly retreats." Can't you change the bride? ”

The second old lady's cloudy old eyes swept towards Fu Ciyi: "Originally, Second Miss Yan was worthy of Ciyi, but the current situation shows that they are indeed destined." ”

As for whether it's a bad fate, that's none of his business.

Fu Ciyi is not his own grandson.

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At this point, Yan Funing had no choice but to return to Dongyuan with Fu Ciyi.

On the way, she muttered to herself: "The problem is when you get off the car......"

The Yan family married two daughters on the same day, the sedan chair was the same, and the wedding dress was the same.

When they got off the sedan chair and entered the door, they refused to give in to each other, and both fell down after some pushing.

Although Yan Funing was domineering, she was delicate and soft, and she fell to her forehead because she fell, and she was sent to the cave room after worshipping, and she fell into a coma.

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows frowned slightly, at that time, the two daughters of the Yan family were helped up after they fell, and the bride stuffed one of the red silks into his hand.

When she entered the cave room, she passed out, and he threw up his sleeves and left.

The woman who fell into a coma after a fall is so delicate, he doesn't like it!

I didn't expect her to be Yan Funing.

Suddenly, Yan Funing recalled: "When I entered the door, someone deliberately tripped me!" ”

Fu Ciyi: "Sure?" ”

Yan Fu condensed her head: "It's true, the person who stumbled me was wearing plum-colored embroidered shoes." ”

Fu Ciyi frowned, today's brides are wearing plum dresses and embroidered shoes.

After about a tea time, the two returned to their room.

Yan Funing was puzzled: "Why didn't the eldest sister and the eldest son find out that something was wrong?" ”

and even rounded the house.

Fu Ciyi said lightly: "Drink." ”

Yan Funing hurriedly checked the wine that she hadn't drunk yet, and sure enough, she was passive.

The same is true for the wine that wants to come to Xiyuan.

Because she was unconscious, someone could not drink with her, and the aphrodisiac on his body was probably given at the banquet.

Because she was unconscious, someone might have been drugged so they could lie down together.

It seems that the wrong bride is a bureau set up by the Fu family!

In order to have at least one pair of round houses for the two couples on the wedding night, so they can never be replaced.

As soon as she wears it, she encounters such a tricky problem, and what is even more tricky is, how should she get along with someone?

"Second son, let's have a holiday first." She tugged at the corners of her lips at him, smiling as naturally as she could, "Or ......"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Fu Ciyi raising her hand.

"My grandparents made a marriage contract."

Since tonight's conspiracy had nothing to do with her, he suddenly changed his mind.

Yan Funing's smile froze: "Didn't I withdraw from your marriage?" The marriage books were torn. ”

Fu Ciyi said unwaveringly: "My share is still there." ”

His grandparents had the grace to raise him, and then this daughter was divorced before, and now he wants to divorce immediately, but he doesn't want to do what she wants.

Yan Fu Ning twisted her eyebrows: "You mean, we are husband and wife now?" ”

Fu Ciyi: "Yes." ”

Yan Fu held her breath.

In the book, she is just a cannon fodder female partner, imprisoned and tortured by him, and an ant that he can kill at will.

Now, he says they're husband and wife.

Who will save her?

Fu Ciyi glanced at her, walked away, and came back after a short time, handing her a piece of rice paper.

"I wrote and left the book."

"And leave the book?"

"Automatically reconciled after two years." His voice was faint.

Yan Funing took it and left the book to read.

Hey, this person is writing in traditional Chinese.

Yes, of course, the ancients wrote traditional characters.

As the soul of a modern person, she may not recognize a single traditional character, or she may not be sure what it is.

But when it is written in traditional Chinese characters, she can still probably understand the meaning.

And leave the book, indeed clearly written two years later automatically and away.

Seeing that she wrinkled her eyebrows and looked at it for a long time, Fu Ciyi said: "I almost forgot that you are illiterate." ”

The corners of Yan Funing's lips twitched, she was a modern master, and she was said to be illiterate by the ancients.

Fu Ciyi had a cold face and waited quietly.

Waiting for her to be as aggressive as at the door of the book club, mocking him mercilessly, trampling on his pride, and muttering that she was going to reconcile now.

To his surprise—

Yan Funing folded the rice paper carefully: "The situation has been created, then we will leave in two years." ”

According to his personal performance, it is rare to agree to two years and leave.

If he divorced just after marriage, it would only make him lose face completely, and this person's revenge would be even more terrible than in the book.

Yan Funing couldn't help but shudder, walked to the dresser and sat down.

Only then did I see myself in the mirror, and her appearance was exactly the same as that of her in modern times.

When she was still in modern times, her girlfriends always said that she was too good-looking, and she seemed to be seductive with a smile. Now looking at the bride's appearance, it is indeed strange and good-looking.

It's just that the bag on her forehead is very abrupt, and she touches it lightly with her fingertips.

"Hmm, it hurts......"

The voice is coquettish, the tail note is long, and there is a crying tone in the mourning.

The voice, the word, was in the marriage room......

Fu Ciyi's unfazed eyes seemed to pass something, but it instantly subsided, leaving only disgust.