surrogate wife

After leaving the Wenfu, what Xue Yi didn't ask for the money was that he had an attitude of keeping your money yourself.

Wen Yumu smiled silently and didn't say much.

Xue Yi showed off and took out two copies of Geng Tie from his arms like a baby, "Look, ours."

"Let's go to the yamen to register the marriage certificate now." He handed the Geng Tie to Wen Yumu, and his lowered hand naturally took Wen Yumu's.

Wen Yumu had no choice but to open the Geng Tie with one hand and take a look, it was really amazing, the card was the size of a palm, and the cover was still red, really resembling a marriage certificate.

But it's not a marriage certificate, it's... an engagement certificate?

He was laughed at by thinking about himself, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. After only a few days here, he felt that the whole person became more relaxed.

When they arrived at the yamen, they found the clerk who was in charge of registering and compiling the books. After showing the Geng Tie, the clerk made a backup, and then took out two pieces of paper to help them write the marriage certificate.

But Xue Yi stopped him and said: "Can I write it myself, after I write it, you can check it and use it."

The little official smiled kindly and said, "That's fine."

Wen Yumu was quite surprised, and later found out that only when writing the marriage letter, the visitor can ask to write it himself, and it is not allowed at other times.Generally, those who are required to write by themselves are young couples who have a good relationship, and the little official feels that he can be happy, so he readily agrees.

Xue Yi wrote like a dragon, and quickly wrote a marriage letter in duplicate.

"Look, are you satisfied?"

Wen Yumu took it over and read it word by word, the traditional characters were a little hard to read.

But Xue Yi's handwriting is really beautiful, he can't say it, but he thinks every word is so energetic and beautiful, good-looking and easy to recognize, making people feel comfortable when looking at it.

The content of the marriage certificate is as follows:

The second son of the Xue family, Hua Yin Yumu, the eldest son of the Wen family, has now concluded a marriage contract, signed a marriage alliance, and sworn a white head oath.

I sincerely hope that year after year, morning and evening, the rising of the sun, the constant of the moon, the lingering of the red leaves, the harmony of the harp, never forgetting, never leaving.

This card.

In just a few dozen words, there was a strong sense of ritual when he read it, which moved him suddenly.

He smiled slightly and said, "I think it's fine."

Xue Yi's eyes were burning, and his eyes were so bright that they almost shone.

The little official at the side coughed and shook his hands, "If you two have no objections, please give me the marriage certificate, so that I can sign and seal it."

Wen Yumu gasped, feeling hot-headed and extremely embarrassed, he forgot that there was someone else here.

Xue Yi smiled and handed over the marriage certificate to the little official, quite complacent, Wen Yumu just felt that he knew what he was proud of without having to guess him.

Until the marriage letter was written, he was actually very calm and calm, thinking that he had already made preparations.However, after reading it, he realized that the sanctity of marriage and the beauty of the covenant had been rooted in his mind long ago, and once they met, they took root and sprouted, and it was out of control.

He watched the little official dry the ink carefully, then signed his name for notarization, and finally stamped the seal of the yamen.

When he put down the seal, he only felt that his heart was in his throat. It wasn't until he pressed hard a few times to make sure that the ink pad was complete and clear, and raised his hand, that he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like the dust had settled. trance.

Just... so you get the certificate?

Xue Yi took out a red envelope from his sleeve, smiled and gave it to the little official, "Scatter the joy."

The little official also accepted it with a smile, and thanked him: "Today, I feel happy with the virtuous couple."

He carefully put a marriage certificate into the file box of the yamen, and handed the remaining one to Xue Yi, "You put it away."

Xue Yi took it and put it away carefully.

After leaving the Yamen, Xue Yi was still very happy, he really felt like his soul was going to fly today.

He couldn't help but take out the marriage certificate, read it over and over again, and said while reading, "I hate stuffing money to do things the most, but today I gave it very well. I never thought that I would have this day."

Wen Yumu saw that he was watching with enthusiasm, so he couldn't help but also took a few more glances.

Xue Yi handed it to him, "You keep it."

Wen Yumu took it, and there was always a feeling of reality and unreality intertwined in his heart. Touching this thin paper, his heart was at a loss and stable, very complicated, but not annoying, and even faintly happy.

"Should I keep it?" He didn't quite understand the rules of this era, there was only one marriage certificate, so logically speaking, should the man keep it?

Xue Yi waved his hand, "Since it's ours, keeping it with you is the same as keeping it with me."

Wen Yumu nodded, put it away carefully, went back to the mansion, found a small box with a lock, and put it away together with the cash.

In the evening, Xue Yi changed his clothes and chatted with him in bed. For some reason, this became a daily activity.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the academy to accept the assessment. After the assessment, I will stay in the academy to teach directly. I will come back every ten days and rest for two days."

He didn't say that the situation of failing the assessment does not exist in his opinion.

"Come back once in ten days?" Wen Yumu frowned. He would add a drop of spiritual dew to the water tank in Xue's kitchen every day. He wanted to subtly improve Xue Yi's physique, but he actually returned home only once in ten days.

Xue Yi approached him, poked his brow with a smile, "Why, don't you want me?"

Under the lamp, his black hair was like ink, and there was a lazy smile on the corner of his lips, with an almost explicit ambiguity and provocation.

With a straight face, Wen Yumu waved his hand away, "Don't make trouble."

Xue Yi held his breath, obviously he was still one year older, but for some reason he always felt that his wife treated him like a child.

He stared at him in disbelief, thinking in every possible way.

Wen Yumu saw his straight eyes, and it was clearly written on his face that I wanted to be a rascal, so he looked at him pretending to be a little angry.

Seeing him sullen and silent, looking at him with quiet eyes, the little flame in Xue Yi's heart was extinguished instantly.

He just wanted to kiss and hug his wife, why is it so difficult!

Wen Yumu was temporarily relieved to see that he was at ease, but he still had a headache, so he couldn't keep hiding, and one day he would have to face Xue Yi's normal demands.

Maybe...he should let go of his mind and give it a try?

In fact, he had a feeling that Xue Yi didn't want to do anything to him, but just wanted to get closer to him, but he was on guard like a frightened rabbit.

He squeezed Xue Yi's fingers guiltily, and slowly held his hand.

Xue Yi: "..."

The daughter-in-law is too shy!Is this only acceptable hand in hand?

There is no way the progress bar is different, Xue Yi doesn't blame him, instead he holds his hand and cuddles affectionately, leaning his head against his, his long hair is tightly stuck together, it is hard to tell whether it is who.

Wen Yumu held him together with one hand, and put one hand under his chest. He looked at the bed curtains to avoid seeing Xue Yijin's side face from the corner of his eyes. This overly delicate and gorgeous face was a bit lethal.

Xue Yi leaned into his ear and said: "Don't worry, the teacher of the academy can take his family members with him, but he is not allowed to take anyone with him. It will only be the two of us."

Wen Yumu felt that he could no longer feel that ear, and he was afraid that it had burned out.

He moved uncomfortably, but in fact, he only moved a very small space, almost nothing.

"This...is pretty good." Although it would be a little more inconvenient, it would be more convenient for him to take care of Xue Yi's body.

"Well, it's pretty good."

Wen Yumu knew that Xue Yi's goodness must be different from his, but he didn't want to say anything, so let's take different paths to the same goal.

"By the way, tell me about the academy."

Xue Yidao: "The academy is on Qingliang Mountain, the name is Qingliang Academy, the dean Lu Wenyuan is my first teacher, he treats me like a teacher, but he didn't accept me as an apprentice."

"Why?"

"I don't know, he never accepts anyone as an apprentice."

Wen Yumu nodded, and asked again, "Is Qingliang Mountain far from Qingtuo Mountain?"

He was still thinking about the old monk.

Xue Yi knew what was going on in his mind, his heart was a little sweet and a little bitter, he said: "Not far, next to each other."

Wen Yumu nodded in relief, very good.

Xue Yi was a little upset, and lost the desire to continue the chat. He casually said a few more things about the academy, then pretended to be tired, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Wen Yumu waited for a while, and heard his breath getting longer, then quietly got up, called out the lotus, and drank a drop of spiritual dew by himself.

In the past few days, he put a drop into Xue's water tank every day, and ate a drop by himself, but he still managed to save another drop, so far he has saved four drops.

He looked at the small cup shaped like a lotus seed in the center of the petals, and a thought crossed his mind: I don't know what will happen if this cup is full.

In the apocalypse, there is always a crisis, and his spirit dew can't survive at all, so he didn't think about it, but now he has some thoughts and wants to give it a try.

However, this sudden thought was quickly put aside by him, and it would take a long time to save it, so there is no need to deliberately save it, let it happen naturally.

He knew that Xue Yi was very conflicted, but he had to go to Yunya Temple as a pretense. Almost all the good doctors in this area had been invited by Xue's family, and only Master Wuguo came back from Yunyou recently.

He only needs to ask Master Wuguo to prescribe a medicine, whether it is useful or not, if he mixes the spirit dew into it, it will work.

After all, he couldn't just smear the dew on it directly, and he couldn't explain the source even if it was strange.

He lay down and fell into a deep sleep with his thoughts on his mind.

The next day.

Xue Yi and Wen Yumu got into the carriage together, and Xiaoman drove the carriage to the foot of Qingliang Mountain.

The mountain road is winding, and you can't see the top at a glance, but you can only climb up by yourself.

The rules of the academy have always been like this.

"Master, young mistress, you go up first, I'll hire a few people to help carry the luggage."

Xue Yi nodded, and walked up the mountain road with Wen Yu and Mu Xiang.

Every time he took a step, his left ankle hurt like a needle prick, and this piercing pain would spread along the tendons, making half of his leg aching and weak.

The mountain road was too unfriendly to his injury.

Wen Yumu looked worried, and blurted out: "I'll carry you on my back."