ghost wife married

Feng Yin came back from get off work in the Dong's Group, and as soon as he entered the door, Xing Han brought the elders of Dongyue Immortal Mansion to the Ling's house. He saw a large number of gifts and raised his eyebrows: "Propose marriage?"

Xing Han nodded: "Yes."

"Have you finished the punishment I gave you?"

"finished."

Feng Yin said depressedly: "Why did you finish it so quickly, I would have written some more if I had known."

Xing Han: "..."

In order to catch up with their punishment these days, Ling Yiran thought he was bewitched, and the content of the punishment was to make him do things that were impossible to do normally. If he did too much, even he himself almost suspected that he was no longer himself.

Feng Yin walked into the hall and sat on the seat that Ling Sisong usually made. Then, Ling Yiran and Ling Qin walked in, and other Ling family members also came to the hall to see how Xing Han proposed marriage after receiving the news.

Seeing the countless treasures brought by the immortal officials of Dongyue Immortal Mansion, Ling Yiran was both happy and distressed. Xing Han took out so many precious items at once: "Xing Han, don't you bring too many gifts? .”

Feng Yin supported his forehead: "Son, you have not officially married him, and your arm is turned towards him. My father and I will be very sad."

Xing Han couldn't help but laugh.

The others laughed too.

Ling Yiran embarrassedly stood beside Feng Yin.

The elders and officials of Dongyue Immortal Mansion are more satisfied with Ling Yiran. It is a good thing that Ling Yiran can treat their master.

Ling Qin sat on the other side of Fengyin and said, "Son, the more he sends, the more he values ​​you."

Ling Yiran heard the words and looked at the length of the line, from the hall to the outside of the hall, there was no end in sight.

Xing Han said: "Feng Yin, I solemnly propose marriage to you again, I hope you and your partner can agree to my marriage with Yiran, and I will treat him well in the future."

Feng Yin took a sip of tea, but didn't make a sound.

Ling Qin ate the fruit without making a sound.

Ling Yiran looked anxiously at the two fathers, didn't he say that he agreed to their marriage before?Why don't you make a sound now, won't you go back on your word?

With a sigh in his heart, Xing Han knew that Feng Yin would not agree to him so quickly.

The Great Elder of Dongyue Immortal Mansion looked at Feng Yin and Ling Qin who were waiting for Xing Han to continue to curry favor with them, and said to his master through voice transmission: "Master, the Great Emperor Beiyin and his companion are likely to be waiting for you Call them father-in-law."

If Feng Yin was still dissatisfied with their master, he would definitely bring it up in person, but he kept silent now, expressly waiting for their master to change his name.

Xing Han was slightly stunned. For nearly a hundred years, he had either called Feng Yin by his name or called him the Great Emperor of Beiyin, but now he was suddenly called Feng Yin's father-in-law, and it was really difficult to call him.

The Great Elder knew that the master could not speak, so he continued to comfort him: "Master, since you have decided to marry Master Ling, you must change the address, after all, the Great Beiyin and the others are Master Ling's father, which is also your father. , when proposing marriage, you should properly let go of your status and ask them to agree to this marriage, and after you agree, you can call it whatever you want, and they can't do anything to you."

Xing Han took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said, "Please, the two father-in-laws, agree to the marriage between my son-in-law and Yiran."

Feng Yin laughed loudly: "Dongyue, Dongyue, you fell into my hands for a day."

Ling Yiran: "..."

Xing Han: "..."

The elders and officials of Dongyue Immortal Mansion: "..."

Ling Qin smiled and said: "Now he calls you father-in-law, the anger that he blocked us back then and wouldn't let us be together should have dissipated."

Feng Yin snorted: "In the future, I will use my father-in-law's identity to grind him down again."

Xing Han: "..."

Sometimes seniority is a good thing.

Feng Yin looked at Xing Han and said, "I didn't hear very clearly just now, call again and listen."

Xing Han gritted his teeth and said, "Father-in-law."

Feng Yin was happy: "This father-in-law made me very happy, okay, I agree to your marriage with Yiran."

Ling Yiran happily rushed over to hug Xing Han, kissed him on the mouth: "Great, my dad finally agreed to our marriage."

Xing Han raised the corners of his mouth, the two father-in-law calls just now were worth it.

The members of the Ling family jumped out immediately: "Congratulations, Xiao Zu, and congratulations to Lieutenant Colonel Xing."

The elders and immortal officials of Dongyue Immortal Mansion also congratulated.

Feng Yin said to Ling Yiran: "You can accept the bride price from your partner yourself."

Ling Yiran hesitated: "Is this okay?"

"We don't lack these things."

Ling Yiran put away Xing Han's gift.

Ling Sisong flipped through the calendar and said, "The [-]st of next month is a good day, how about getting married on the [-]st of next month?"

Ling Qin sighed: "I always feel that time flies so fast. When I was just born, it seemed to be a few days ago. In a blink of an eye, my son has grown up and is going to get married. After a while, do I want to be a child?" Grandpa?"

Ling Yiran blushed: "Dad, you think too much."

Ling Qin smiled meaningfully: "I didn't think too much about it."

Ling Yiran: "..."

Feng Yin got up and said: "My son is going to get married, and it must be a big deal. I'll go back to the underworld and let the elders prepare well."

Xing Han said to Ling Yiran: "I want to tell grandma too."

Ling Yiran took his hand: "I'll go with you to make grandma happy."

After they left, Ling Qin said to Ling Ce: "Brother, the photographer you hired last time is quite good at taking pictures. You can find him again this time."

"Okay." Ling Che has been impatiently waiting to attend the wedding of Emperor Dongyue, this time it must be bigger and more lively than Ling Qin's wedding.

When the Ling family started planning Ling Yiran's wedding, Ling Yiran and Xing Han returned to Xing's house and told the old lady Xing about their marriage.

The old lady Xing, who was about to go to bed, heard that her grandson was going to get married, so she stopped dozing off and her eyes were no longer sleepy. She was ecstatic and picked up her mobile phone to call her second son, asking him to prepare for the wedding.

Xing Han's parents passed away a long time ago, and the old lady Xing is also old, so she can only ask her other sons to help with the marriage.

After the old lady Xing made the phone call, she sent a message in the family group. Within two seconds, everyone was blown out. Then, the old lady Xing's mobile phone kept ringing, all asking for good news.

After the phone quieted down, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and the old lady Xing still didn't feel sleepy. She said with red eyes, "I finally waited for this day, Xiaohan, I finally waited until you got married. Have a good time, you know?"

The old lady Xing went into the room and took out a pair of platinum watches and gave them to them: "I prepared it when you registered your marriage, but I didn't expect that it would take more than half a year for you to have a wedding."

Ling Yiran liked the watch very much: "Thank you grandma."

The old lady Xing personally put them on for Ling Yiran and Xing Han: "Where do you plan to live in the future?"

Ling Yiran said: "We will live here from now on, Grandma welcomes us to disturb you?"

The old lady Xing couldn't believe it, but was also happy: "Are you really going to live here with me, an old woman?"

"That's right, and it's also close to Ling's house. From now on, we will accompany you to eat and take a walk. Wherever you want to go, we will take you wherever your car will take you."

"Okay, okay." The old lady Xing was happy, and picked up her mobile phone to call her son, asking him to find a decoration company to renovate Xing's house.

Seeing that it was getting late, Xing Han reminded: "Grandma's time is getting late, it's time for you to rest."

The old lady Xing couldn't sleep at all, but she didn't want the two juniors to worry, so she went back to the bedroom with a happy mood, and said to her husband's photo: "My wife, Xiaohan is getting married, you must be very happy, you are here If you see Dabao and the eldest daughter-in-law next time, tell them about this happy event and make them happy too."

As she was talking, sleepiness hit her, she closed her eyes, and then she dreamed of the day when Xing Han and Ling Yiran got married, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl into a big smile.

Xing Han has the elders to arrange his marriage, so he didn't let the second uncle participate in it, but the decoration and writing invitations were left to the second uncle.

On the third day after the wedding date was set, the photographer came to the Ling family again. After the last shooting, he had a good relationship with the Ling family, and congratulated him as soon as he entered the door: "Congratulations, congratulations, I don't know who wants to marry you this time." marry?"

Ling Yiran pulled Xing Han and jumped out: "It's us."

The photographer's eyes lit up, and there was another handsome couple: "Are you also preparing the costumes yourself this time?"

"Yes."

Xing Han said: "Before taking wedding photos, I want you to take a group of special photos."

"Okay, no problem, we are ready to start shooting." The photographer led people to find the shooting location.

Xing Han dragged Ling Yiran into the room to prepare.

The photographer found a good way and asked Xing Han and the others to come out, but when he saw Ling Qin holding two babies, he was slightly taken aback: "Are you going to take pictures of the children this time?"

Ling Qin smiled and said: "Yes, take pictures of the children first, and then take wedding photos after taking pictures of them. By the way, we have a request, that is, to take pictures of these two children as close as a couple."

Photographer: "..."

What an odd request.

However, if someone invites him to shoot, he will do whatever he wants.

The photographer looked at the children and said, "The two babies are so beautiful. Hey, isn't one of the children the one you took when you got married?"

Ling Qin lied to him: "It's not the same one."

"Ah, it's not the same?" The photographer admired: "Your family's genes are really strong, each child looks the same, and the other one is so beautiful, just like a doll, so cute, uh, what do I think of this The child is a bit like Mr. Ling Yiran's boyfriend?"

Ling Qin didn't explain: "Let's start."

The photographer made an intimate pose for the children, asked them to hold hands together, and praised while taking pictures: "Your children are so obedient, quiet, and don't cry, and they are very cooperative with us. If every child How nice to be like them."

After the photographer took a few photos, Ling Qin carried the child back into the house, and then led the two one-year-old children out. The photographer was taken aback again: "There are children? They look exactly like the previous children. Why are there so many children at home?"