Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

In the end, whether you are from aristocratic background, the etiquette of behavior is deeply rooted.Even if you don't like the other party in your heart, you have to live with it on the face.

However, it is a joy for the whole family to eat for ordinary people, and it is simply a routine for them to eat.

Afterwards, no one was unhappy with talking anymore, and there was no interest in chatting after eating, so they all dispersed and went back to their respective houses.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, suitable for speaking ill of people, in the room of a middle-aged couple.

Cui Qin changed Song Chengping's clothes as usual, and mentioned today's events to him, "Master, you see, Song Tan still has that temperament, and he is not forgiving at all."

Song Chengping said yes, "Perhaps he was still a little awkward. After all, he and Song'er got on the wrong sedan chair and reversed their marriage."

Cui Qin laughed, "Oh, this is the fate destined by God. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

She suddenly changed the subject, "It's just that I'm a little worried about Song Tan..."

"How can you say that! Hua Yi treats Song Tan with deep affection and righteousness."

She sighed, and said worriedly: "It looks so, but that Mr. Hua shot his fiancée to death with his own hands. Song Tan is so petty, and now he loves and protects him, but how long will Hua Yi endure?" ? Their marriage may not last long..."

Listening to Cui Qin's words, Song Chengping frowned, he stroked his beard and did not speak.

Cui Qin rolled her eyes and said, "It's okay for Song Tan to be disgusted by Hua Yi, but after all, Hua Yi has a bright future in the officialdom. If there is a quarrel with the master because of this, the officialdom will be ups and downs. I'm afraid it will affect our entire Song Dynasty. home."

Song Chengping's eyes widened. What Cui Qin said was not unreasonable. Didn't he marry two sons at once to consolidate the position of the Song family in the capital? These two marriages: one is royal, the other is royal. The upstarts, the Song family, who used to be considered mediocre, got a big bonus, now who among the nobles of the aristocratic family can't take a high look?

If something really went wrong with Song Tan...

"This is a bit tricky," Song Chengping said, "Madam is really far-sighted, why don't I go and have a chat with Song Tan? I want him to put the overall situation first."

Cui Qin frowned and thought for a while, then said: "I'm afraid Song Tan won't be obedient so easily, he is angry in his heart, whatever you tell him to do, he will turn against you."

"This……"

The corner of Cuiqin's mouth suddenly raised: "Master, don't worry, there is a young son in my natal sister's family who is a foreigner. I have seen that he has a good personality. Why don't you send this son to Washington to help Song Tan? Song Tan and Hua Yi are really in danger, and he can make up one or two of them."

Seeing that Song Chengping didn't answer, Cui Qin said again: "Originally, my nephew, I planned to let him help Song'er, but now Song Tan's side has hidden dangers. If the master agrees, the concubine will take care of it." ..."

If he really sent someone to Hua Yi, Song Tan would definitely be unhappy.But now Song Chengping was bewitched by Cui Qin to the point where he felt that Song Tan and Hua Yi were definitely going to have a rift, so why not sacrifice an insignificant son for the sake of his Song family's noble family property and reputation.

Therefore, he nodded to Cuiqin as agreement.

Cui Qin immediately beamed with joy, praising the master's wisdom on her lips, but she was secretly smiling in her heart, she just couldn't see Song Tan living well, and once she sent her nephew, which man would not like a gentle and sweet man? It all depends on Song Tan How to deal with it!

Song Tan's appearance rate is quite high tonight, and Song Ansong is also mentioning him here.

Song Ansong was sitting in front of the dressing table at this time, holding a porcelain bowl with colorful moiré patterns in his hand, stirring it with a small wooden spoon, until it became a paste according to the agreement. painted on.

Cheng Xuehong was leaning on the small couch and reading a book with great interest. When turning the pages, he casually glanced at Song Ansong, which made him drop the book to the ground in fright.

After he put down the book, he walked behind Song Ansong hesitantly, and looked at Song Ansong from the bronze mirror.

Song Ansong even gave him a provocative look.

Cheng Xuehong was in a complicated mood, "What did you paint on your face? Why is it as black as coal balls?"

Song Ansong tried his best not to touch the skin around his mouth because of the ointment on his face, his lips did not move, and he mumbled, "Black sesame paste!"

"Nonsense! Isn't that something to eat?"

Song Ansong looked at himself up and down in the mirror, and replied, "No, it's for making the skin shiny."

Cheng Xuehong held his forehead, "It's pretty creepy at night...don't ruin your face!"

He picked up a small wooden spoon and applied a layer on his face, and said nonchalantly and vaguely, "My third brother used to always put things on his face."

Cheng Xuehong gave an ooh, nodded and said, "No wonder he's so good-looking..."

"Huh?" Song Ansong turned his head suddenly, he didn't care about wrinkling the skin around his mouth, he directly asked Cheng Xuehong, "Who do you think is better, Song Tan or me?"

Cheng Xuehong stared at his dark face and said, "Then do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Song Ansong blinked his eyes and thought for a while, then said solemnly: "It's a lie."

Cheng Xuehong looked at him with scorching eyes, and Song Ansong was about to turn into soft red bean paste when he saw him like this.

Then Cheng Xuehong answered decisively: "You look good."

Lie, you look good.Isn't that the truth...

Song Ansong rolled his eyes and was almost so angry that he was behind Song Tan in everything since he was a child, so he managed to design and snatch the third prince, but the third prince who didn't live up to expectations even recognized Song Tan's appearance in his heart, isn't that right? Eating what's in the pot and looking at what's in the pot?

Song Ansong thought that if he bumped his head into the sesame paste, he would drown.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Xuehong knew that he was unhappy, he shook his head and thought it was so difficult to be an honest person.

But people still have to be coaxed, Cheng Xuehong explained: "Song Tan is different from you, you are as delicate and beautiful as Liancheng Jasper. He is the kind of dazzling and elegant."

Comparing these two adjectives, Song Ansong was speechless, really speechless.

Cheng Xuehong saw Song Ansong's life-and-death look indifferent from the bronze mirror, and then realized that he had made a slip of the tongue again.

He quickly squatted down, put his hands on Song Ansong's knees, and looked up at him.

It is simply a great courtesy for him to do this behavior in his identity!

Song Ansong looked at him disconsolately.

Cheng Xuehong smiled, "No matter what, I like you."

Song Ansong suddenly felt embarrassed, "Oh, get up quickly."

Cheng Xuehong didn't get up, he said sincerely: "That day you passed by and saved me, my life should belong to you, even my heart and soul, this is the fate ordained by heaven."

What a touching confession, fortunately there was sesame paste covering his face, Song Ansong's face turned pale so Cheng Xuehong didn't see it.

Hua Yi and Song Tan didn't sleep either, they were playing chess with black and white in their hands.

Suddenly, Song Tan sneezed solidly.

Seeing this, Hua Yi got up and closed the window, "If it's cold, you can go to bed and cover yourself with a quilt to rest."

Song Tan dropped a black spot, rubbed his nose and said, "I'm not cold, maybe someone is talking bad about me behind my back."

"That stupid brother of yours?"

"And my vicious stepmother."

Hua Yi calmly took a step down, this move was very clever, blocked Song Tan's way, he said: "You are not very popular, only a few people like to talk about you behind their backs."

Song Tan was dumbfounded. It was clear that he had the upper hand in the chess game just now, but Hua Yi reversed the situation with one move and pushed him into a desperate situation.

He was eaten to death in chess, and he was still teasing him!

Song Tan raised his eyebrows and said, "You play this chess wonderfully! You caught people off guard by surprise, insidious and rogue. Thinking about it, only Mr. Hua can have such a brilliant idea."

Hua Yi smiled wickedly: "I have something more insidious and rascally, Mr. Song, do you want to try it?"

Song Tan was expressionless, as if he was not interested, he said without raising his head, "I'm afraid of pain, please show me your hand."

"Is it just a high hand? I want to hug you when I do that kind of thing. But I have to kiss you with my mouth. After stripping your clothes off, I have to..."

"Okay!" Song Tan's goosebumps rose, and he shouted: "Shall we fight back?"

Hua Yi looked at his slightly pink ear tips, and stopped talking.

Without waiting for Song Tan's reaction, he took five white stones and quickly arranged them on the chessboard, "I'll show you a chess game, and you break it slowly. I'll wait for you on the bed."

After saying that, he got up and left, went to the bedside and took off his coat without looking back, as if he was about to go to bed.

Song Tan stared at the chess game Hua Yi set up for him with eyebrows, and found himself in trouble.

He was praised by his husband for his exquisite mind since he was a child.No one can beat him when playing chess with the people around him, and he can find ways to solve even how many weird chess games.

And Huayi's chess game is really difficult to solve, too difficult to solve, I have never seen such a difficult game in my life.

"Who did you learn from!" Song Tan couldn't help asking Hua Yi, looking at the endgame with sleepy eyes.

Hua Yi yawned: "My father."

Since he couldn't figure it out, Song Tan simply couldn't figure it out either. He wasn't the kind of obsessive person, he thought it was time to sleep.

So he walked to the bedside and continued the topic just now. Song Tan sincerely praised: "Unexpectedly, General Hua, who has been victorious in all battles, is actually a chess master who is hidden in the city."

"Arranging soldiers on the battlefield and making chess moves all need to be strategized." Hua Yi got up and moved a place for Song Tan, "Sleep on your side."

Song Tan nodded and crawled obediently to the inner side of the bed, Hua Yi was lying beside him, the two of them were speechless for a while.

The clouds and fog outside the window are thick, the night insects are fluttering, the candles in the room are dim, and the lights are ringing.

On such a good day and such a night, something should happen, Song Tan suddenly touched Hua Yi.

Hua Yi opened his eyelids, and said playfully, "Are you going to play hooligans on me?"

"That's not true, sir, can you turn off that light, I can't sleep with the light on."

Hua Yi opened his mouth to speak.

Song Tan snapped and said, "Don't say I have too many things!"

Hua Yi wanted to speak again.

Song Tan snapped back and said, "I won't go down!"

Hua Yi shut up, he got up silently to blow out the lamp, and then lay down again.In the darkness, he said lightly, "I just wanted to reply you that it's okay."

"Oh."

"After all, such a trivial matter as turning off the lights, of course I can't bother my little wife."

The corner of Song Tan's mouth twitched, "Thank you."

"you are welcome."

Song Tan ignored Hua Yi, he closed his eyes, feeling drowsy, and soon he would be Duke Zhou.

Hua Yi's night vision ability is excellent, he stared at Song Tan for a long time, lingering from his brows to his lips, he would not let go of an inch, as if he wanted to engrave someone on his heart.

Suddenly, Hua Yi stretched out his long arms, and brought Song Tan closer, and hugged him in his arms.

The two fell asleep with their feet together, the tip of his nose lingered with the unique faint fragrance of Song Tan, peaceful and peaceful, Hua Yi suddenly thought that it would be okay to be like this for the rest of his life.

However, within less than a stick of incense, Hua Yi miscalculated, and Song Tan rolled out of his arms while he closed his eyes and relaxed, clinging to the wall, sleeping soundly with long breaths.

Song Tan didn't do it on purpose, but because he likes to sleep against the wall when he sleeps, this is a subconscious move.

Hua Yi got serious, thinking that I, a warm living person, can't beat a cold wall?

He stretched out his arms again and pulled him into his arms.

About this time, there was not even a stick of incense, and Song Tan rolled out of Hua Yi's arms lightly in the time of half a cup of tea.

Hua Yi went to fish again, back and forth five or six times, Song Tan still unswervingly chose the cold wall.

Forget it, let him alone, isn't it just a sad bedfellow dream, Hua Yi is tired, tired, he gave up.

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