Entering the new house half an hour late, Song Qingyuan wasn't sure what he would see, was it a bride who was smirking madly? Or a crying newlywed wife? It's just that he didn't expect the room to be quiet, the bride with a red scarf on her head is sitting on the edge of the bed, and the maid who accompanies the marriage is waiting for the groom to enter the room.

After Xinghua and Liu Er stepped forward to greet each other, they withdrew from the new house.

"Wait ---" Song Qingyuan opened his mouth to call them back, but quickly swallowed the words back, after all, he was the groom, and no one could replace him, but after the two of them had a glass of wine, he would go back to his room, and he had no intention of having a round room with the bride.

He looked indifferently at the bride in the wedding dress, only to see her small hands folded on her legs twisting uneasily, he cleared his throat and made what he had to say clear.

"County Lord, although I don't know how serious your condition is, and I don't know if I can understand what I say, but I still have something to tell you--- since you have become my wife, I will take care of you for the rest of your life, this Lanzhi Building will be where you live in the future, no one will come to disturb you, if you need anything, just tell your subordinates, they will try their best to meet your requirements---"

Song Qingyuan didn't expect his new wife to answer his words, he paused for a few seconds, and then went straight down.

"I don't understand why the emperor chose me? I have nothing to say, in fact, I already have a beloved girl in my heart, but unfortunately she is no longer alive, the marriage between me and the county lord is not what you and I want, but I think we will find a way to get along---" He paused again, "County Lord, do you understand what I said?" ”

The bride covered with a red turban bowed her head slightly.

He was a little surprised, it seemed that this Jingning County Lord did not seem to be crazy and stupid as rumored.

"It's going to be unveiled so late." Song Qingyuan held the machine in his hand, gently picked up the bride's red turban, and also revealed Zhao Xinlei's graceful and elegant face inch by inch.

Zhao Xinlei listened to his words, her heart was excited, she really wanted to tell him that Yanran was not dead, she was living in the body of the county lord of Jingning, but thinking of the land wife's explanation, she had to swallow the words back and look at him with affection.

When he saw those tender eyes, his head slammed to the ground, and a sense of déjà vu surged in his heart, as if the woman sitting in front of him staring at him was the Yanran he had been thinking about for a long time.

How can it be? Although they are similar in beauty, they are two completely different people, how can he see them as the same person?

It must be that he misses Yanran too much to feel this way.

Yes, except for Yan Ran, no woman can touch his heart.

She didn't have any animals, she just looked at him directly, as if she had a stomach full of things to say, but she couldn't say it, only with her eyes.

Song Qingyuan looked at her clear eyes, his gaze turned hard, and his tone became cold.

"I read that the rumors are wrong, the county lord is no different from a normal person."

"Xianggong --- "How much she wants to tell him the truth!"

He said coldly: "Since the county lord is the same as ordinary people, then I will repeat what I just said, this marriage is not far away from me, there are many royal relatives in the capital who are worthy of the county lord, I really don't understand why the county lord picked me?" However, since it is the will of the saints, we ordinary people can only obey it, so the county lord does not have to expect too much from this marriage. ”

Zhao Xinlei looked stunned, "What do you mean by Xianggong?" ”

"It means that I can't be a veritable couple with the county lord, if the county lord can't bear this kind of grievance, I can ask for it." He was no longer soft-hearted, and said resolutely.

Looking at his expressionless features, her face turned pale.

"I think the county lord has understood what I mean, so you can rest early!" After Song Qingyuan finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left, unwilling to linger for a moment.

"Xianggong, Xianggong---" Zhao Xinlei was really dumbfounded, she thought that if she could possess the body of the Jingning County Lord, she would be able to stay with the person she liked for life, but because of the admonition of the land wife, she was speechless.

Alas! How can she make Childe fall in love with her again without revealing her identity?

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Is this the rumored mad county lord? Mrs. Song couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

I saw that her hair was full of pearls, hairpin combs, wearing a brocade embroidered shirt, the outer hood was embroidered with a peony back, and the skirt was decorated with pearls as decoration, reflecting Zhao Xinlei's elegant and beautiful temperament, which was completely different from what she imagined.

Zhao Xinlei pretended not to see Song Surou's surprised eyes.

"Xinlei greets her mother-in-law."

"The county lord doesn't have to be polite." It's normal to listen to her, it's not like crazy!

She smiled lightly and served her daughter-in-law's tea according to the rules.

"Mother-in-law just call my heart bud directly."

Mrs. Song peeked at Qingyuan, and the confusion in her heart deepened.

Could it be that the rumors are wrong?

Or is she not the Lord of Jingning at all?

"If the mother-in-law has any questions, she can ask her daughter-in-law directly." Zhao Xinlei snickered in her heart, still serious on the surface.

She faked coughing twice, "Well, county lord--- I'll call you Xinlei directly, I heard that you have been sick since you were a child, but I think you seem to be normal." ”

Zhao Xinlei saw that the opportunity could not be missed, and her eyes were red: "My mother-in-law doesn't know anything, and the madness of the imposing daughter-in-law is a pretended ---"

"Pretended? Why? "That's the question of everyone present.

"Because although my mother is a princess, she has never known how to compete with others for favor, since the second aunt gave birth to a son for my father, the status of our mother and daughter in the palace is not as good as before, coupled with the second aunt's suspicious and jealous character, my mother was afraid that our mother and daughter would suffer accidents, so she had to let me pretend to be crazy and stupid, once my father alienated us, it also reduced the possibility of the second aunt calculating and framing us."

After Madame Song heard her words, the confusion in her eyes was replaced by sympathy.

"Poor child, it seems that you have really suffered a lot over the years, but fortunately the princess was prescient, she is really the smartest woman I have ever met."

"Thank you mother-in-law for your compliment, my mother chose the princess for my lifelong happiness, and in order to let my father enter the palace and ask the emperor to marry, I did not hesitate to give up the princess's position to the second aunt, just to let my daughter-in-law marry into the Song family smoothly---" Speaking of this, Zhao Xinlei was already choked and speechless.

"So that's the case, the princess is really well-intentioned." Mrs. Song no longer had a pimple in her heart, and she pulled her soft, feeling distressed and pitying. "Now that you are the daughter-in-law of my Song family, you don't have to worry about someone framing you anymore, and you will treat this place as your home in the future."

Zhao Xinlei's eyes were moist, and she nodded her head wordlessly.

Fortunately, in the days before she got married, she colluded with Hao Wangfa and the two personal maidservants in advance, which not only explained why the county lord of Jingning went crazy, but also won the sympathy of the Song family, and then made them accept her existence.

"Qingyuan, you have to treat Xinlei well in the future, don't let her suffer the slightest grievance, you know?" She likes this daughter-in-law from the bottom of her heart.

"Yes. Mother. Song Qingyuan stared at Zhao Xinlei tightly, full of doubts, why did she even cry like Yanran? He was getting more and more confused.

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Song Qingyuan couldn't be seen staring at people in the account room, Zhao Xinlei had to ask the little guy Fugui beside him, only then did she know that he had locked himself in the room all afternoon, so she made a pot of chrysanthemum tea and sent it.

"What are you doing in here?"

His cold and distant attitude didn't hold her back.

"I'm the wife you're marrying, and it's right to serve you."

Song Qingyuan's tone was cold, "It's enough to serve me with Fugui, it's better not to step out of Lanzhi Tower if you're fine." ”

"I see." Zhao Xinlei said without flinching: "Xianggong is depressed alone, is there something on his mind?" Speak up and listen. ”

He glanced coldly: "There is no need. ”

Zhao Xinlei spoke with a spy, even if it would anger him, she would give it a try.

"Could it be that Xianggong is missing the girl you can't forget?"

"What are you asking for?" Touching on a sensitive topic, Song Qingyuan's tone was cold and hard.

She had mixed feelings in her heart, moved by his infatuation, but also a little helpless.

"Xianggong said that she has passed away, and people can't be resurrected after death, so what if they can't forget? She couldn't come back to life after all. ”

Song Qingyuan stretched his handsome face, gritted his teeth and reprimanded: "Shut up!" ”

"I'm just going to say, I don't think that girl wants you to think about her all the time---"

"I told you to stop, did you hear me? You are not Yanran, and you are not qualified to speak for her. He angrily held the white porcelain teacup and shouted: "I can't forget that she is my business, and I don't need anyone to intervene, not even you!" ”

Why are you suffering? She wished she had told him that.

Zhao Xinlei bit her lip lightly, and some words still had to be said.

"If you care about her like this, she won't be able to reincarnate smoothly, and I don't think you want that either."

"Yanran will come back to me, no matter how many reincarnations she has to go through--- she will still come back to me in the end---" Song Qingyuan roared in pain, and the teacup in his hand was crushed with a 'click', scratching his palm.

"Xianggong!" She panicked, "Don't move, you're bleeding---"