Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

Hua Yi didn't come forward immediately, he restrained his steps and calmed down his breath.Immediately, he hid under a dense osmanthus tree. The sun shone on his back through the gaps in the branches and leaves, leaving spots of light. He can see clearly where Song Tan is, but Song Tan is not very clear when he sees other places.

Hua Yi didn't see the whole picture, but when he saw it, the battle had already developed: the two women were swearing, kicking, and angrily rushed forward to argue with Song Tan. Do not take a step forward.

The two of them now have messy buns and messy makeup, and they are really shapeless.

Song Tan on the opposite side turned a blind eye, as open and bright as the breeze and bright moon, he was holding a teacup with blue and white twigs and lotus pattern, slowly sipping tea.

The pink girl bared her teeth and claws, not as weak as she was when she was reciting poems, but much more vigorous, "You are nothing more than an Israeli servant!"

"Praise me for being good-looking?"

The light-yellow woman cursed: "How dare you be so shameless."

Song Tan put down his teacup, pretending to be innocent: "As a man, I'm already married to a man, so I don't care about such external things as my face."

The pink girl also yelled: "No matter how arrogant you are, you can't give your lord an heir!"

Song Tan laughed, and said in a pitiful tone: "You are really pitiful, ignorant and ignorant. The world has changed. Men can give birth to babies."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the two women stopped arguing, and only stared at Song Tan suspiciously.

"The son of King Rui of the Northwest was born to his male concubine. He got the magic medicine that can conceive a man, and it has been sent back to the capital, and it has been spread among the princes and nobles. I really don't blame you for being superficial. The status of the two of you How can you know such a big thing?"

Song Tan had already seen that the two of them were jealous of others mentioning their identities. Song Tan, who has never failed in the so-called "beating a snake and hitting seven inches", knows best how to anger a person to death.

He calmly made up the knife: "Two sisters, stop making trouble. It doesn't matter how old you are. Carefully dodge your waist."

Hua Yi almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

As the saying goes: Once again, then decline, and three times exhausted.Song Tan knew this well. He pursued the victory and said: "I can do what you two and Hua Yi do. ​​But I have learned the six arts and scriptures since I was a child. I can drink with him on the green hills, race horses and archery, sing the wind and play the moon. , can you two do it?"

There is a wind blowing, the leaves shake and rustle.

Hua Yi heard this and thought it was time to go out.

"What are you doing here? It's so lively."

As soon as the words fell, they fell to their knees, wanting to salute him.

Hua Yi ignored him and walked straight to the hexagonal pavilion where Song Tan was. He looked down at Song Tan who was sitting upright, "You..."

Song Tan looked at him and said calmly, "I'm right."

The light-yellow woman cried bitterly, resounding through the sky, just in time to intercept Hua Yi's words.

Hua Yi frowned when he saw her posture.

The pink girl also covered her face and wept, pear blossoms brought rain, "My lord wants the concubines to be the masters, the concubines have no intention of offending the new wife, but the wife deliberately makes things difficult for the concubines!"

Song Tan didn't even bat an eyelid, and poured a cup of tea all over her face.

The pink woman took off the tea dregs from her face, and said viciously: "Your Excellency, look at how much he has gone too far! You are here, but he doesn't even look down on you!"

Hua Yi muttered lightly: "It's a bit too much."

In the ears of the two women, there seemed to be the power of thunder, and they were very excited immediately, Hua Yi was going to punish Song Tan.

But what they waited for was: Hua Yi brushed off the splashed water stains on his robe, and said to Song Tan: "Next time when you splash someone, don't lose your aim and hurt the fish in the pond."

Song Tan froze for a moment, then nodded.

The two women almost passed out, why is there a next time?

Hua Yi said again: "Wife, Qi Ye. Song Tan is my wife, who has issued an imperial edict. He has the final say in Washington. If you sue me, I can't be the master."

Song Tan smiled back, "Thank you."

The goose-yellow woman was tired of howling, sobbing softly, out of breath, she asked, "Why, my lord?"

"I'm afraid of guilt."

Immediately, the two women's energy and blood rushed to the sky, and they almost fainted again.

Song Tan rolled his eyes, intending to play with him, he stood up, looked tenderly, and put his hand on Hua Yi's back, "This kind of thing is not so glamorous, it's time for you and me to talk behind closed doors, what a shame Take it out and talk about it."

Hua Yi accepted all the orders, grabbed his hand and held it in his own.

He said with a serious expression: "Little Huang Xiaofan, after such a ridiculous incident, Madam don't care about the two of you, you two should go down and rest."

Xiaofen stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief, her voice was trembling and her words were earnest: "My lord, don't you remember our names?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were on Hua Yi, including Song Tan.

Hua Yi pondered for a moment, thought for a while, and said in shame, "I'm sorry."

Ruthless, ruthless, ruthless and widowed, a scumbag is a real hammer.

Song Tan withdrew his hand calmly.

The blows came one after another, Xiaofen and Xiaohuang really couldn't bear it anymore, and with a groan, the two of them passed out in a very tacit understanding.

The servants acted swiftly and took the two of them down quickly. After that, they returned to their original state and became birds and beasts. After saluting Hua Yi and Song Tan, they went to their respective duties.

Only Song Tan, Hua Yi and Wen Yi remained in the gazebo.

Wen Yi looked at the direction where the two of them were being dragged away, pouted, and said with a look of disgust: "Only women and villains are hard to raise!"

Song Tan touched his forehead with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a fallacy. People have different temperaments. The two of them have no bad intentions. They are just a little stupid. It's fine when they meet others. It's just bad luck. I count every penny."

Wen Yi covered his forehead, and said yes again and again with a learned expression.

After listening to it, Hua Yi touched his chin: "You are more open-minded now."

"It's all about having fun. The huge mansion should be more lively to be popular, and I won't be bored."

"Boring? You can do what they can't do. Can't you go horseback riding and archery with me?"

Song Tan chuckled and said sternly, "That's impossible. Horse racing and archery was made up by me. When arguing, don't you just pay attention to grabbing the first opportunity? Don't you have to say something that doesn't please the other party?"

Hua Yi nodded approvingly, "You have not insulted the literati's heart." He walked to the northwest corner of the gazebo, where there was a delicate and pleasing rose, which bloomed just right, and Hua Yi folded it neatly. down.

"I don't want it, don't send me off." Song Tan watched his movements, and immediately put on an attitude of adamancy.

"I didn't want to send you off."

"Oh."

"You are Zhilan and elegant. Horse racing and archery are really not suitable for you. I think reading and writing are more suitable for you." As he said, Hua Yi pulled Song Tan up and walked away.

Wen Yi was stunned, what was going on between these two masters, he trotted and followed immediately.

Song Tan was dragged inexplicably, trying to break free from his shackles, Hua Yi held him tighter, "What do you want, sir?"

Hua Yi has a beautiful woman in his left hand and a flower in his right. He turned his head, and Yi Yue smiled, honestly and frankly: "You said, the green hills are paired with wine, and the wind and the moon are chanting."

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