Comprehensive QY's Dragon Subduing System

It stands to reason that it is not uncommon for snow to fall this December.But this year's snow happened by a great coincidence, just in time for Ya Xian's wedding.

As the saying goes: It rains on the day of the big wedding, which means that the bride's life is good and the weather is good; but it snows, but it means that the bride is very unlucky, and she wears mourning as soon as she enters the door.

But those three years ago, what was obviously auspicious, turned into a catastrophe.And three years later...

Guarjia, just thinking about it, became very anxious.She stretched out her hand and pulled the sleeve of Ranable: "Master..."

Nabul also deeply regretted: Originally, for the sake of the family, he reluctantly refrained from marrying his daughter to Prince Bao Hongli to make a side Fujin, but now?Seeing a future that was only promised by empty promises turned into a dead end, she even lost her daughter.He couldn't think of anything other than hatred for himself.

Seeing that he was like a puppet with empty eyes, Guerjia immediately understood.She grabbed Yaxian's hand and opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything.When I looked again, the circles under my eyes were already completely red...

On the contrary, Yaxian has nothing to be sad about.Although she had never encountered such a thing in her previous life, she was able to accept such strange things as rebirth and system binding, and this unexpected Feixue was really nothing.

When the people in this room were distressed by the heavy snow, they suddenly heard an old woman outside saying: "It's really unlucky, if you listen to me, just let Dahasu marry Prince Bao. There must be nothing wrong, ten years ago I knew it, this girl is a miserable person. I can't blame me for not loving her. "

The Guerjia family was already worried about their daughter's future, but now hearing what the man said, she rushed out angrily, only to find that the man was Yaxian's Mama Fucha.The anger that filled his chest could only be swallowed back into his stomach immediately.

But the Fucha family refused to let her go: "Some people, full of fancy, went to please the nobleman. In the end...hmph, fate is poor, fortune is poor, pity my Ulanara family, but it has lost my reputation, pity me The Dahasu, obviously can be the first Fujin. But he was robbed by the bastard..."

Guerjia's few rationality finally ran out, she rushed up and looked at Fucha fiercely with red eyes: "Did Jieriang ever hear that 'old age is a thief'? I really don't know why Ama I looked away..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but how could the Fucha family not know what she meant?

'Snapped'

Mrs. Fucha hated being told that she was not her original spouse the most in her life. At this time, Mrs. Guarjia had stabbed her lung tube hard. How could she feel comfortable?Immediately, he slapped her hard.

This slap was a big blow, and the Guerjia family softened instantly, covering his face and crying: "It is true that the stepmother is unkind, because my master is still here, and the younger brother-in-law born by the stepmother could not be inherited. The title left by Ma, the stepmother is like this..."

The Fucha family was furious when she heard this, and wished to tear her mouth open.Ulanara Bikta has been dead for many years.Relying on his status as the eldest son and empress, Nabul inherited the hereditary title left by Ulanara Bikda without any suspense.And because of this, the Fucha family is not even willing to maintain peace on the surface.

Even if the Fucha clan, who was born in a small family, was brought upright after the death of Ulanara Bikda's wife because of her beauty, she still couldn't get rid of her petty and short-sightedness.

She hated Nabul for taking her son's title, but she never thought that Nabul should have inherited that title.What's more, how can she control the meaning of Tianjia?She kept saying that Nabul had robbed her son of the title, and Yaxian had robbed her granddaughter of Prince Bao, Fang Fujin.It's ridiculous!

As the saying goes, flies don't bite seamless eggs, so she didn't do anything good on weekdays.At this time, he eagerly watched Yaxian's jokes, but was caught by the Guerjia family, so he had to blame all the bad luck and evil on her.

The servants who had already passed by were pointing and whispering.Mrs. Fucha's face turned red for a while, and she wanted to go forward to cover Mrs. Guarja's mouth, but she couldn't get into Mrs. Guarja's body; Jia said: "Emiang! You are so cruel!"

When Mrs. Fucha turned her head, she saw Mrs. Guarjia winking at her. Mrs. Fucha was startled, but she heard Mrs. Guarjia crying loudly while covering her face: "God! You saw that too. Is this unfair? What kind of mammy would want her granddaughter to die from the moment she was born! Oh my god! Which kind of mammy would run over and point to her granddaughter's face when her granddaughter got married and say She snatched the position of her own son and daughter! Oh my God! What kind of mama would be so dizzy that she dared to insult the nobles of the Tian family! God, do you think it's unfair? That's why it snowed so much?! "

At this time, the Fucha family finally understood that the Guarjia family was actually trying to save their daughter, and wanted to blame her for this unlucky and terrible incident.If someone believed this... She was originally carried up from Gege to fill in the house...

Fu Cha's heart panicked: "Don't spout blood, this snow..."

"It's clear that God can't stand this snow!" Guarjia said, "Erniang, I respect you 'Erniang', but Erniang, my master was abused by you since childhood. Yaxian was physically ill when she was young. Not good, but I also understand the word filial piety. I go to greet you every day, rain or shine. But you said that she's "wisdom will hurt" and "is a poor person". Before Ama went, you wanted to disregard seniority, Let my uncle inherit..."

Following Guerjia's words, people around looked at Fucha's face more and more strangely.

Mrs. Fucha knew that Mrs. Guarjia clearly did it on purpose, and she just wanted these nonchalant servants to spread the word about what happened today.What the Guerjia family said is true or false, if someone with a heart goes to investigate, wouldn’t it be true that the snow was caused by her?

The Guerjia family cried more and more terribly: "In ancient times, there was a grievance against Dou'e, and it snowed in June. Today, there is... Today,... It happened on the day of my wedding, and it snowed heavily. I want to get rid of this account It's all settled! My God! My God! Even you can't stand it, can you?"

"Shut up!" Mrs. Fucha couldn't allow her to continue, "You are confusing right and wrong, you don't know right from wrong..."

"Er Niang," Nabul suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and greeted the growing snow, "thank you Er Niang for coming today when Ya Xian is getting married. Er Niang, this guar Jia is my Nabul's first wife, even if you want to teach me a lesson, you should inform your son. In this snowy day, you can avoid this punishment."

As soon as Na Buer's words fell, Mrs. Fucha keenly noticed that the servants looked at her with even more disgust.

"You scoundrel! How dare you?" After being pampered and tolerated by Nabul for many years, Fucha has completely forgotten what reason is at this time.At this moment, she only wanted to tear the despicable faces of the two people apart.But she completely forgot that the more she is like this, the more she can prove Guerjia's words, every sentence of truth.

Nabul fell to his knees when he heard the words: "Emiang, today is the day of Yaxian's great joy, and my son will come to apologize to you tomorrow. It's cold today, you should put on more clothes and go back to rest."

The Fucha clan came here today out of courtesy.Halfway there, it snowed, and the woman beside her immediately took people back to fetch the stove and the big fox fur.The other one was sent by her to secretly see what kind of dowry Yaxian brought.

At this time, she really hated those maids who didn't move fast enough, but Nabuer, who was kneeling in front of him in the snow with a look of trepidation, made her feel a little more at ease.

However, seeing the Guerjia family who was still pretending to wipe her eyes and tears in a blink of an eye, she felt angry again: "You daughter-in-law, you are too disgraceful. I think your newly married side Fujin is quite good. "

Nabul pleaded: "Emiang, this, although this Guerjia family is a bit clumsy, she is the son's wife. You, please let her go."

The Fucha family was a little clear: "You! You!"

The Guerjia family knew: Fucha's words just now, probably wiped out all of Nabul's love for the side Fujin who just passed the door.She finally had some joy in her heart.

"Master, it's so cold today..." Mrs. Guarjia whispered softly, and at the same time frowned slightly, and coughed a few times, "Er Niang is already old."

Nabul naturally understood, and immediately asked a servant who was watching to "send" Mrs. Fucha back to her yard to rest.

Mrs. Guarjia supported Nabul, who had already had a layer of snow on his shoulders, and his eyes were red: "Master, just now, just now, I really can't do anything."

How could Nabuer not understand, he sighed and said: "Forget it, let's just assume that all the respect and tolerance of these years have been paid off today."

Guerjia nodded: "But Ya Xian..."

Mentioning his daughter, the sadness and helplessness in Nabul's heart also subsided a lot.He frowned, and finally decided: "Just as you said, it was the step-mother who was unkind and offended the sky. Naturally, this has nothing to do with Yaxian!"

Guarjia felt relieved and hurriedly agreed.

"Fujin, Fujin!" But the Siqin stumbled into the yard, knelt down in the snow with a 'plop', "Then, Prince Bao's Mansion has sent someone to urge you to get on the sedan chair!"

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After twists and turns, Yaxian finally sat in the sedan chair.At the end of the day, she finally couldn't help it, and under the urging of Mammy Xi, she turned her head to look at Nabul Mansion.Tears could no longer stop falling.

Altuha and Baksh personally pressed the sedan chair and sent their sister away.

When they met again, they could no longer call her sister, but they had to kowtow to her and call her Prince Bao's side Fujin.

For a while, everyone was a little sad.

Ten miles of red makeup cleared the way, 20 bags were stuffed to the brim with the local dowry, and they walked towards Prince Bao's Mansion amidst the envious chatter of the spectators...

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Gao tore off the veil, didn't say a word, but had a sinister smile on his face: This snow, well done!That's great!It's like God is helping her!

How dare such an unlucky woman carry her into Prince Bao's mansion!snort!

Even if she doesn't do anything, the prince will not like her!

"Ge Ge," the big maid beside her laughed, "The prince sent someone to deliver the silk just now, and the prince is still happy with you."

A smug smile appeared on Gao's face when he heard the words, as if thinking of something old: "You are the only one with a sweet mouth."

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Seeing the long red wedding procession approaching, Hongli raised a smile on his lips: What a wonderful fate, when he was seven years old, he was ordered by Huang Ama, who was still Prince Yong at that time, to replace the emperor. Ama sent a congratulatory gift.But I saw that dumpling, so small and so weak.

Now, that girl lying in her swaddle and spitting out milk bubbles has become his wife [Note 1], a woman who will bear children for him...

In a vast expanse of heavy snow, the bright red is getting closer and closer.Two fine horses guarded the sedan chair, one on the left and the other on the right.Nurse Xi beside her had already handed Hongli the mahogany bow and arrow.

The sedan chair stopped, shot and kicked the sedan door three times.

When the little man was finally pulled out, he suddenly heard someone exclaim.When Hongli was about to get angry, he heard the people next to him shout: "Look, the snow has stopped and the sun has come out..."

The author has something to say: the cat guesses that there must be bugs, everyone just catch them.The cat went away and continued to work on the workflow.

PS: Because the fellow journalists are too unreliable, Mao can only be the host, reporter, and conference organizer by himself.

There was a problem with the venue today, so the boss resolutely decided not to play with that person anymore.So, we looked for a house in the middle of the night, and just now we were sending messages and calling the guests to explain the situation.

And PS: Waiting until so late to update is definitely just an example, everyone, don’t wait too late, if you can’t wait until [-] pm every day, just wake up the next day and watch it.