Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

Xiaofen nodded, her eyes sparkled: "My lord is in the study."

Fu Xining looked left and right, and finally looked at Song Tan. He said with an embarrassed expression, "Brother, adults say that, should I go?"

Xiao Huang was afraid that Song Tan wouldn't agree, she didn't know what Hua Yi said, so she snapped up and said: "Go, you have to go, you have to plan for your future!"

Song Tan snorted, and said nonchalantly: "Go, play around, or it will be boring. By the way, don't forget to bring my words to Hua Yi."

Fu Xining looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but feel a little sad, why is he really a tool person?

Li Jiansheng was afraid that Song Tan would really ask him to learn swordsmanship, so he hid in the bamboo forest and did not dare to come out. He sat under the shadow of a bamboo forest, thinking in a daze, why does Huayi's backyard help newcomers compete for favor?Why does Hua Yi seem like a tool for Song Tan and those two aunts to pass the time?

The warm sunlight shines on the desk through the window lattice.

It's rare that Ji Qingxian didn't ask Hua Yi to continue working for him today, so Hua Yi was free, but he didn't have a lot of leisure time. Knowing that he was temporarily in office, he didn't dare to make up his mind easily, so he handed over all matters, large and small, for Hua Yi to handle.

As for Hua Yi, he picked the most important one to read first, which was the booklet presented to him by his subordinates in the past, written in cipher text that only they could understand: it was about the investigation of the whereabouts of the person who hurt Song Tan that day. Strangely, they had already dug deep into the ground to find this person, but he seemed to have disappeared out of thin air without a trace.

Hua Yi thought for a moment, then took the ink pen and wrote resolutely at the end of the page of the booklet: If you are alive, you must see people, if you die, you must see corpses.

He knew very well that if the person who hurt Song Tan couldn't be found, there would always be a thorn in Song Tan's heart, and if he didn't get rid of this person, the thorn would bruise them both.

He sighed slightly, closed the booklet, picked up another one casually, glanced at it briefly, and frowned involuntarily.

Hua Yi was extremely speechless, the book was written by the new director of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, he used gorgeous words, and every few sentences would praise Hua Yi, after reading the whole text, after careful consideration of every word, he could still vaguely see that Kind of sincere.

However, the core meaning made Hua Yi want to hang him up and beat him up. He asked sincerely: The land behind the Ministry of Punishment is also empty. Can it be used to raise some livestock and poultry?

Is it worth asking someone to pass me a book on something big and small?Hua Yi resisted the urge not to curse, but patiently replied and wrote: I can figure it out.

Hua Yi was about to pick up the third one, thinking to finish it quickly and go to Song Tan quickly, after all they hadn't seen each other for a few days, Hua Yi boasted that he was suffering from lovesickness.

Suddenly there were three pecking knocks outside the door, Hua Yi thought it was someone coming to pass the paperwork again, and said impatiently: "Come in."

The visitor Fang took a step in, Hua Yi was startled, paused for a while, and a piece of red ink smeared on the paper.

Fu Xi Ning Zishu was wearing a brocade jacket with a red background and yellow borders. On his head, he tied his long hair with a gilt and silver jade hairpin with little pattern. Around his waist was a royal blue ribbon with embroidery. There are also several colorful sachets hanging.

Hua Yi's eyes wandered from the hairpin on his head to the brocade boots on his feet, and he frowned, "Why are you dressed like a fancy golden pheasant?"

Fu Xining also had a hard time and couldn't tell, and he didn't want to. This was the image that the two sisters put him in front of the dressing table according to their amazing aesthetics.

He forcibly pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a smile that didn't look very willing, stepped forward a few steps, and said the lines mechanically: "My lord, let me serve you around."

Hua Yi smelled a strong and pungent fragrance, which made his nose itchy, and he subconsciously leaned back, "Don't come here."

He glanced at Fu Xining again, and said hesitantly, "Song Tan made you dress up like this?"

Fu Xining was well aware of the fact that Song Tan would be blamed for everything big and small, so he wouldn't get beaten up, so he nodded blankly.

Hua Yi was stunned for a while, as if he was digesting why Song Tan's aesthetics had suddenly changed so shockingly, he suddenly thought of something, and said to Fu Xining who was standing awkwardly, not knowing what to do with himself: "Go out and call me Come in alone."

Fu Xining did as he did, the man who came was a servant, he saluted Hua Yi cautiously, he didn't dare to look at other places, he lowered his head and only stared at the floor in front of him.

Hua Yi called him, "Look up, don't look at me, look at the one beside you."

After receiving the order, the servant looked at Fu Xining timidly, but at this moment, the servant also froze.

Fu Xining let him watch calmly, he knew that he couldn't hold back the colorful clothes, and he was extremely embarrassed in his heart, why is this, public execution?

Hua Yi said calmly: "See clearly, go to the storeroom and choose some brightly colored silks and satins to send to Madam, as well as those rare curios, pick out some eye-catching ones and send them to Madam."

Hua Yi asked Xiang Fu Xining again, "Do you think he will like my wife?"

Fu Xining thought to himself that since he got these things, it would be nice if he didn't throw them away for you, but he forced a smile, but still blurted out: "Yes."

The boy immediately went down to make preparations, but Fu Xining still didn't leave.

Hua Yi's complexion sank, and he clicked his tongue, his words were clearly an order to chase away guests: "You came again today, didn't you bring my words to Song Tan?"

Fu Xining hurriedly shook his head, "I have brought the words, and my brother asked me to bring you some words."

Hua Yi suddenly became interested, "Let's talk."

Fu Xining took a deep breath to embolden himself, bit his lower lip lightly, and tremblingly repeated Song Tan's words to Hua Yi.

When he said this, he didn't dare to look at Hua Yi. After about a stick of incense, there was no sound from Hua Yi's side, so Fu Xining dared to look up secretly.

Sure enough, Hua Yi's complexion was as black as the bottom of an old pot, and it was obvious that he was very angry.

Seeing this, Fu Xining was extremely disturbed, afraid that he would be accidentally injured, and he was so cowardly that he almost knelt down to Hua Yi.

Hua Yi ignored him, digesting his rising anger, he stood up with a cold face.

Fu Xining was swept away by the ice in his eyes, and felt his whole body was frozen, he fell to the ground helplessly, and closed his eyes resignedly as if he was about to "die".

However, Hua Yi just passed by him and didn't give him any more glances.Hua Yi pushed open the door and strode away.

Fu Xining slowed down for a while, as if he had escaped from Abi Hell, he took a few deep breaths, his heartbeat stabilized, his eyes widened suddenly, and he realized that Hua Yi was going to settle accounts with Song Tan?

He stumbled up from the ground, staggered and was about to report to Song Tan, but because he was too anxious along the way, he rushed headlong into many trees.

Hua Yi was silent and cold like a stone statue carved from fine stone, he stepped into the small courtyard, there was no one around.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the flowers on the flower stand made a rapid rustling sound, which was like a sound of people talking in sleep, Hua Yi felt even more disturbed when he heard it, he stepped forward a few steps, and kicked the flower stand over.

The petals were messy and broken all over the ground, and when the wind blew, they were scattered one after another, with different shades, dots and stars, and under the exceptionally clear sky, they looked like colored snow that could freeze people's hearts.

"Suddenly the east wind blows in the small courtyard, so it's you who came?"

The author has something to say:

I wish you all the best results at the end of the term!

I wish my own collections will not be lost again. The family that is not rich will make things worse.

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