Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

After Song Tan spoke, several people with poor psychological quality fainted, and the rest of them had two types of fighters, some were timid, and they looked a little pitiful in embarrassment.

He was still putting on airs, but he wasn't as vicious as Hua Yi. Seeing this, he softened his heart: "But I'm in a good mood today, so I don't care about it."

They suddenly felt joy falling from the sky, and wanted to say something thankful, but they didn't say anything——

"It's all up to you." Hua Yi's voice was full of tenderness that was about to come out.

With Hua Yi's words, the whole place fell silent.

Just hearing his voice, everyone present, including Song Tan, was really taken aback, and felt a little bit of fear from the bottom of their hearts, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end!

Who has seen Hua Yi like this!Has he collapsed!Who would have thought that the cruel and terrifying Hua Yi would turn into a wife slave!

The dealer also felt strange, and quietly looked at Huayi.

Just happened to be caught by Hua Yi, Hua Yi said to him with a smile: "Today I don't want to use my official position as a tyrannical blessing, you just treat me as a commoner, so the money I bet will be compensated." Rate, how much should I get, but I still hope that you can send it to my house."

In order to save his life, the dealer naturally agreed again and again, otherwise Hua Yi would be angry and kill his little life, so let's not talk about it, and then take them as a gambling house, wouldn't it just be a matter of twitching his fingers...

Song Tan secretly slandered: Hua Yi's face is really hardened, and he will not let go of any chance to make money.

As if seeing what Song Tan was thinking of writing, Hua Yi put on a look of grievance on his face, "The money is not just for you to spend, you also know how much I have paid for this family..."

With just a few words, the ordinary people who just came back from the ghost gate turned into people who eat melons. After all, the amount of information is a bit large, and Hua Yi is too resentful. How can it be said that this little son of Song can actually suppress Hua Yi who was a head taller than him?

Immediately, Song Tan felt a little embarrassed, but he is not a vegetarian either.

So he also seemed to be in a thousand troubles, and said aggrievedly: "Oh, what you said really poked my heart, and it will not be you who will give birth to the baby."

Hua Yi stopped acting, and looked straight, he smiled softly, his eyes were like the warm morning light, covering Song Tan softly: "You have to keep your word, don't deny it tonight."

Song Tan choked and remained silent for a long time.

Although the melon-eating crowd dared not breathe heavily, they all pricked up their ears, as if they had received some strange information.

Hua Yi felt that if the teasing continued, Song Tan, the kitten, would show his paws and scratch his face.So he patted Song Tan on the shoulder, "My dear, the night market is still here, let's go?"

After all, Song Tan still wanted to save face, he lost his face and asked Hua Yi to stop him without saying a word. He wished to leave quickly, but he would stop being embarrassing. He followed Hua Yi silently.

The others dared to get up from the ground when they saw that they were gradually walking away, and they could not hear even half of their footsteps. Their palms were dripping with cold sweat, and they all felt like they were reborn after a catastrophe.

The brother who was lucky enough to talk to them just now felt remorseful and said that he quit gambling, and that he would be a dog if he gambled again, so he changed his mind and started a small business and became rich. He married several wives and concubines and was happy like a fairy. up.

Now that the banker came to his senses, he burst into tears. His life was saved, but the odds were ten to one, all because he was too calculating.The owner of the gambling shop himself should be counted on his unlucky head, and he is afraid that he will be a cow and a horse in the second half of his life to send money to Hua Yi.

Hua Yi and Song Tan walked leisurely side by side on the street.

The curfew was abolished a long time ago in this dynasty, and the night market outside was still bustling with people. It was a trend of fiery trees and silver flowers turning the night into day, all night long, so lively.

Seeing someone set up a stall selling books, Song Tan took Hua Yi to go, and said to the stall owner who was looking down at the book: "I want the latest collection of Beixuan anthology." Song Tan still wanted to see how the Beixuan party arranged him.

The stall owner put down the book, opened his eyelids to look at him, showed a heroic look, and talked eloquently: "This young man has a lot of taste. Beixuanwen people are so eloquent and full of enthusiasm. Mouthpiece of wisdom."

Hua Yi couldn't bear to hear him praise the Beixuan Party, so he picked up the Beixuan literature from the bookstalls and read it. The whole article was full of gorgeous rhetoric, which made people feel as if they were in a fog. Feeling really full of poetry.

But after Hua Yi finished scanning, he felt empty and pale, nonsense, as if he didn't say anything.

The stall owner asked Hua Yi enthusiastically: "Does this young master have any insights into the collection of Beixuan anthology? Do you feel that your knowledge will be greatly improved after reading it!"

Song Tan was also afraid that Hua Yi would quarrel with the stall owner, so he interrupted and changed the subject: "Old man, what are you talking about in this issue of Beixuan anthology?"

"Hua Yi, the eagle dog of the imperial court, married a domineering man who was like him. The two of them broke up in the Weng's house regardless of the rules. Put all his crimes on paper..."

The stall owner was going to praise the Beixuan Party endlessly, and insult Hua Yi and Song Tan, a couple of dogs, by the way.Hua Yi hadn't overreacted yet, Song Tan's face turned blue, he was not happy at first.

"It's just talking nonsense! Open your mouth and come! Why are these sour old men hiding under other people's beds to see these!"

The old stall owner was caught off guard by Song Tan's sudden change of attitude, "This..."

Song Tan frowned, and opened his mouth to argue with him.

"Okay." Hua Yi grabbed Song Tan, and said calmly, "Stop pretending to be with him." He turned to the stall owner again, and said without warmth, "I bought this book."

Suddenly Hua Yi's expression changed, and his hand that took out the money stopped.

It was the first time Song Tan saw the look of embarrassment on Hua Yi's face, and he found it very fresh, "It's because I was just patronizing to be handsome, so I bet all my money."

Hua Yi, who had never experienced without a penny, nodded resignedly, although he couldn't believe it.

The stall owner was not happy, and said disgustedly: "Don't read books if you don't have money!"

Song Tan took out the money that Hua Yi asked Zhou Heng'an to send him from his pocket, and slapped it on the front of the booth.His brows were bright and energetic, he showed his white teeth with a smile, and said to Hua Yi casually: "Today I will take you on a wave!"

Hua Yi's heart skipped a beat, he was stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal in an instant, he teased and said, "Thank you, Lord."

Song Tan was very useful, and he said fiercely to the stall owner: "Give me all the collections of Beixuan anthology you have here!"

Naturally, Song Tan and Hua Yi would not bring those books back to the house to disgust themselves. They bundled the books and put them on the spot, and found a secluded corner of a dark alley with no vegetation and no sundries, and burned them all with a little fire!

There was fire in their eyes, silently watching the pile of waste paper about themselves turn into ashes.They are all like a mirror in their hearts. Although they relieve their depression for a while, there is still a long way to go.

With the sound of sparks crackling, they continued to visit the night market.

There is a dim sum shop on the side of the road, and there is a basket of steaming hot, delicate and cute little pastries, which look soft and sweet, colorful and interesting.

The sweet Song Tan lingered, his eyes lit up, and he asked Hua Yi beside him, "Do you want to eat it?"

Hua Yi knew that it was Song Tan who wanted to eat, but obeyed his will and said, "I want to eat."

Song Tan immediately took out his pockets smartly, picked a few at random, and the store wrapped them in lotus leaves and handed them to Song Tan, but Song Tan signaled Hua Yi to pick them up, and ordered him confidently: "Do you have a little sense of sight?"

Hua Yi smiled and said, "Okay."

The snacks were still hot, Hua Yi untied the lotus leaf and picked up a piece, which according to the contract looked like a pig's head.

While the adorable Song Tan was still looking down at the colorful dots in the lotus leaf and calling them too cute, a quick-witted hand stuffed the little pig's head snack into Song Tan's mouth, and said very seriously : "What to eat to make up for."

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