Suddenly, a whisper came through the thunderstorm and opened her heart.

The eyes hidden in the darkness struggled out of the fantasy, such a cold and lonely voice, she seemed to ...... Where have you heard of it?

The memory began to be confused, Xie Changyu actually got up and picked up the red wedding dress that she had discarded from the cold floor, and draped it on her body at will.

"Squeak~"

The magpie slept heavily next door.

The little maid was too tired, and she was busy for a few days before she got a gap, and was called to sleep by Xie Changyu.

The rain was still dripping, and the stagnant water even overflowed Xie Changyu's ankles, and the wind and rain couldn't stop her from moving forward.

Looking for Xiao Sheng, she walked through the corridor and garden, and when she stopped by a lotus pond, Xiao Sheng stopped.

"Am I?"

Xie Changyu's lost mind came to an abrupt end with Xiao Sheng, and she looked at the dark sky in amazement, the rain dragging mercilessly on her face.

I'm no longer afraid of this thunderstorm.

For a while, even Xie Changyu herself didn't know if this was a short-term effect or a permanent effect, she just wanted to find out who played it now.

At this moment, a wisp of incense ash mixed with air floated in front of her eyes.

Xie Changyu stretched out his fingers, but before his fingertips were fully touched, the fragrant ash with the size of his fingernails disappeared instantly.

Her eyes lit up and she looked at the small waterfront courtyard across the pond. The ashes came from that side.

Skirting the pond, the redcoat drowned into the night.

The cold wind and ice rain penetrated into the skin from the wide wedding dress, and finally walked up to the corridor, and a short sword was coldly aimed at Xie Changyu.

"You're looking for death?"

Jiang Yan's eyes were cold, and the wedding clothes on his body had already been changed to cold moon-white clothes, and he looked coldly at the woman in front of him at this moment.

Xie Changyu gasped, and the string in his head was suddenly connected, Jiang Yan was the one who played the flute in Fenglai Mountain last time. The answer is already so obvious, Lu Kai had already told her in the prison last time.

"I ......" Xie Changyu was anxious and said, "I saw that you were delayed in coming to the cave room, and I was a little worried that you were drunk, so I came out to look for it." ”

In the middle of the night, if you want to come out, you will come out early.

Jiang Yan naturally didn't believe it, so he stopped his steps.

At that time, the rain ran down the contours of his face and slid down on his delicate jaw. He pursed his lips and withdrew his scabbard in the next second.

"This place is not for you. Get back. Jiang Yan said coldly.

Xie Changyu's performance made Xie Changyu feel a little surprised, she poked her head, pointed to the small courtyard behind Jiang Yan and said, "I also heard Xiao Sheng first, are you playing?"

Jiang Yan frowned: "It's none of your business, go back." ”

She tugged at the corners of her mouth and pulled out a smile: "Husband, I'm afraid, tonight is our wedding night, why don't you ......?"

It's just going to be disgusting.

Sure enough, Xie Changyu's words fell, and a trace of disgust flashed in Jiang Yan's eyes.

"You go back to your room first. He turned sideways, lonely and haughty.

Xie Changyu's eyes rolled, and he leaned towards Jiang Yan's shoulder: "Husband, we just got married, and you are so cold to me, is the courtyard a golden house?"

The waist-length green silk was wet on her body, and when she shook it, two drops of water easily flew onto Jiang Yan's sleeve.

The four words Jinwu Zangjiao touched Jiang Yan's nerves.

He suddenly got angry on his face, and stared at Xie Changyu gloomily.

"Hmm,"

Before Xie Changyu could react, her jaw was choked by Jiang Yan and forced to raise her head, when did she suffer this kind of humiliation, and a hundred moves to kick Jiang Yan suddenly appeared in her head.

However, she is now Xie Changyu, and her character is Miss Waste Straw Bag, and she is also lustful!

It is not appropriate to resist violently. She closed her eyes and thought she could put up with it any longer.

Jiang Yan looked down at this gorgeous face, his face was silent, and the strength in his hand became stronger and stronger.

"Shhh...... It hurts...... It hurts!" Xie Changyu waved two fists and hit Jiang Yan's chest.

This kind of strength was like tickling for Jiang Yan.

His expression darkened, dispelled the thoughts in his heart, and suddenly felt bored, shook off his hand, and coldly spit out a word.

"Get out. ”

Xie Changyu was stunned, and suddenly found that she didn't know much about Jiang Yan.

How could he be so cold, this kind of coldness is cold from the heart, just standing beside Jiang Yan, you can find that the temperature around him is different.

At least, with Xie Changyu's understanding of Jiang Yan in his previous life, he can be regarded as a gentle hypocrite in front of people.

Now, he seems to have changed.

"Hmph!husband, why are you like this~" Xie Changyu covered his eyes with his long sleeves and pretended to cry: "I want to tell my grandfather that I want to reconcile with you!"

She stamped her feet and ran out of the pavilion in the rain.

Although Xie Changyu hates this kind of pretentious action, she can't help it, she thinks, on the day of her wedding, a normal woman will make the above reaction when she finds that her husband doesn't like her at all and is so cold.

Jiang Yan exhaled a turbid breath, and the temperature of Xie Changyu's skin remained in his palm.

He called Xuanyi and asked, "Where is Xuanmo?"

Xie Changyu married into the mansion, and the only order Jiang Yan gave to Xuan Mo was to spy on Xie Changyu in the dark.

Of course, this is also a kind of protection in disguise. After all, in the past four months, all the women who married in have died in accidents.

Jiang Yan seems that Xie Changyu is nothing special, and the real murderer who killed the previous few will definitely try his best to attack Xie Changyu.

Then, he could just use Xie Changyu to catch the person behind it, and on the other hand, he intuitively felt that there was a secret behind Xie Changyu.

There's something strange about Yukihime.

On the second day, Xie Changyu got up early in the morning.

Seeing the two pieces of blue and black under her eyes in the bronze mirror, she let out a long sigh.

The maid outside the door has already urged several times, and will rush to the Jiang family to serve tea to the Jiang family and his wife in a while.

The magpie took the powder box and carefully covered Xie Changyu's dark circles, not wanting the eldest lady to sneeze down a few times in a row, not to mention that half of the powder in the box was blown away, and even the work he had done on Xie Changyu's face was in vain.

"Ahh

Waved helplessly: "Forget it, so be it." Magpie, your craft needs to be practiced. ”

The little girl is hairy and not suitable for this kind of fine work, no wonder the original owner disliked magpies so much before.

After two days, it is only reliable to summon Ye He over.

"Miss, Xiangye is too much!"

The magpie slept dead last night, and she didn't know what was happening, but this morning she secretly heard the maid in the house pointing at the young lady.

Miss must be sick with gas.

"Little things, I did it myself!" Xie Changyu remembered another person: "What about Xiaoshui, didn't you stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion yesterday?"

The magpie was silent for two seconds, looking a little sad.

There won't be any problems, Xie Changyu saw the magpie's appearance, and his heart also chuckled.

Halfway through, the magpie caught the words just now: "Xiao Shui was sent by the Xuanmo prince beside Xiangye to guard the gate." ”

？？？

Xie Changyu smiled grimly: "Are you sure it's Xuanmo?"

Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan, this is the person you brought out, and it is really kind of to get her wedding guards to go to the door!