Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

After talking in the study room that day, Hua Yi was nowhere to be seen for several days.

Song Tan's life is like a bowl of colorless and tasteless clear soup, which is delicious and delicious, but it is always boring.Such a bleak daylight always reminds him of the world of mortals and purple mosques outside, and of traveling with friends together, a stream of clouds makes a fuss, and stars and fields form a union.

This dynasty stipulates that newlyweds are not allowed to go out within one month after marriage, in order to let the couple warm up and extend their relationship to children as soon as possible.

He sighed leisurely one after another, counting the few days left in such neither salty nor light days.

Breaking his fingers and breaking them, Song Tan suddenly let out a sigh, and then remembered that three seven days have passed, and according to the rules, tomorrow is the day Sanqi returns home.

Therefore, if he wanted to go back to the Song family, he had to bring Hua Yi back to the Song family.

Song Tan frowned at the moment and became anxious. On the day of returning home, he had to buy invitations and gifts according to his official and family status.It is about the face of the husband's family, and there are many red tapes, especially when going back to Song's house. Song Ansong will also go back home when he gets married on the same day, and it is even more unworthy to compare with him.

It's just that he doesn't have an old man to help him, so he doesn't know these rules.

Even so, don't sit still.

Based on his father's extravagant temperament, the brighter and more eye-catching things he prepares, the more he will win his favor.

Song Tan stepped out, preparing to go to the warehouse in Washington to find something with a golden light that could blind his father and Cui Qin's eyes.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he hit a wall of flesh and was bounced back.

Hua Yi was holding a porcelain bowl with a lotus pattern in his hand, which contained clear soup, when Song Tan recklessly bumped into it, the soup in the porcelain bowl did not ripple at all.

He looked at Song Tan suspiciously, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Song Tan sighed, "Do you know that tomorrow is the day to return home? I haven't prepared anything right now, it's too difficult."

Hua Yi raised the corners of his mouth when he heard this, "I think it's something important, why is it so difficult, there are positions like Li Shangyi in the mansion, everything is ready, and you won't lose face."

Seeing that he spoke easily, Song Tan also knew that people of his status always spoke with confidence. Since he took the matter to himself, he knew that he probably really didn't need to worry about it, and felt very relaxed.

He happily welcomed Huayi into the room and took his seat, took the porcelain bowl in his hand, "Give it to me?"

Hua Yi said lightly: "It's sweet-scented osmanthus soup. There are rumors that Mr. Song is fond of sweets."

Song Tan slowly stirred the sweet-scented osmanthus soup with a spoon. He was expressionless and looked at Hua Yi calmly for a while, "Investigate me?"

Hua Yi's expression remained unchanged, "I love you."

Song Tan took a sip, "It's rare for my lord to think of someone like me in the mansion today."

Hua Yi listened to his sour words, and didn't mind. He stared at him affectionately and said, "Ma'am, don't worry about it. I'm busy with business and I don't have time. After all, I have you in my heart."

The more affectionate it is, the less true it is, and it is too obvious that it is full and false.

Song Tan trembled, and then goose bumps fell all over the floor.

He resisted the urge to spray osmanthus soup on Hua Yi's face,

"Is it delicious?"

"It's okay."

Hua Yi still maintains his affectionate style, and slowly said: "Life should be like a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus soup, sweet and peaceful, neither tasteless nor astringent."

Song Tan was stunned for a moment, thinking that Hua Yi was really unfathomable and elusive.

I live with you as a partner, and you talk about life with me affectionately.

He mumbled a few words, "huh" and then changed the topic: "What other flowers can I eat?"

This stopped Hua Yi from asking, "I don't know much about food."

"Then you've lost a great deal of the fun in your life."

He chuckled, "Not really. I know that there are many kinds of tea, and there are many teas with good color and fragrance in spring, such as rose, vine flower, and Sophora japonica."

"Fengyue, flowers and birds, poetry, wine, qin and tea." Song Tan swallowed a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus soup, sweet and soft, "My lord is really a very elegant person."

"A long time ago, I also used to be a young master with fine wine and light fur."

Hua Yi's interest became more urgent.He stood up and pulled Song Tan, and brought him to the small couch by the window, standing facing south, his gaze passing through the window lattice naturally.

Hua Yi pointed out to him: "The location of your yard is very good. Not far from there is a plum grove. When the wintersweet blooms, you can layer the wintersweet and tea in the pot. Let it stand for half a day, and the tea will be ready." It has the fragrance of plum blossoms."

"The water for making tea must be the snow on the century-old pine trees, and the decoction must also use dry pine branches." Song Tan chuckled and continued what he wanted to say.

The bright and warm sunlight in the afternoon slanted in, dyeing Hua Yi's vision with a peaceful and steady warm yellow through his eyelids. Song Tan's thoughtful and well-behaved appearance was reflected in his eyes like an elegant and refined fairy.

He thought that such a beautiful scene must only be appreciated by him.

"Let's wait for my wife to give me a cup of tea." Hua Yi didn't say the next sentence in his heart: continue my love.

Hua Yi was really busy, after Song Tan used the sweet-scented osmanthus soup, he left and didn't come back at night, leaving Song Tan alone in the empty room.

After the cock crowed for three times, Song Tan got up and asked Wen Yi to warm up a pot of water and wash up carefully.It's pink and white and black again, and the lips are full of Fangze.He combed his long hair with a wooden comb, tangled it several times, and finally settled on a blue headband embroidered with curly cloud plum patterns.

He was wearing a sky-blue silk robe, and he was extremely graceful. When Hua Yi saw him, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times. It's a bit uninhibited, but as long as you don't speak, you still have the bearing of an outsider.

When they got into the carriage, Song Tan counted them, there were five in total, the tall horses were covered with splendid and gorgeous knitting, and each one was full of rare treasures of gold and silver.

Song Tan said in surprise: "Don't tell me, the other four cars are all for the Song family."

"Exactly." Hua Yi nodded indifferently, and raised his hand to help him into the carriage.

When the two entered the carriage workshop or spoke a few words, they began to close their eyes and meditate. The carriage drove through the silent street, the axles creaked and creaked, the people in front of them and the scene outside the carriage made people feel peaceful.

The heroic afterglow of the setting sun lingered on the horizon, and they finally walked to the gate of the Song Mansion.

Song Tan got out of the carriage and looked at the familiar scenery around. The vermilion gate was hung with two rows of brand-new red lanterns, and there were two energetic stone lions in front of the gate...

Suddenly he had mixed feelings, which made him feel a little hypocritical and wanted to cry.

Hua Yi stood beside him, thinking about opening his mouth to say something comforting.

There was a creak—the door opened, cutting off the two of them's thoughts unexpectedly.

Song Chengping and Cui Qin came out with a large number of servants, all covered in Luo Qi.After pretending to glance casually at the full carriage, he instantly smiled flatteringly.

The middle-aged couple were very familiar with each other first, and they exchanged warm greetings in front of Hua Yi, said something about the exhaustion of the boat, and complimented Hua Yi for his stately appearance and youthful promise.

Song Tan smiled politely all the way because of the etiquette, and said in his stomach: Hua Yi should praise him for a long time.

It should be time to praise him, and then he heard: "Song Tan is really lucky."

Gone.

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