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"Ah~"

After the wedding banquet, Qi Gong drank wine and sat in the yard arranged by the White Camel Villa for the guests from afar, sighing.

"Although Ouyang Ke is playful, he has some affection for Rong'er. It's not difficult to catch him with Rong'er's intelligence."

Jiang Yan looked at him helplessly, not to mention that Huang Yaoshi gave her the upper part of the Nine Yin Manual as a dowry.Qigong choked, closed his eyes and ignored her as if angry.

"I'm going out for a walk."

Baituo Mountain Villa is located in the Western Regions, the scenery is very different from the south of the Yangtze River and the north. Jiang Yan is wandering in a remote garden, bleak and deserted.

Going to the depths, there is a person standing in the pavilion covered with dead leaves, with a green shirt and a blue flute.

"Senior Huang~"

Huang Yaoshi turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked over with a joyful and complicated expression.

He remembered that when he saw Jiang Yan for the first time, she was just a young and immature girl, standing in front of her but not as high as her chest, smart and confident, and the starry eyes in her smiling eyes made him want to cherish it.Rong'er was right, he treated her differently.

"Rouge ~"

Jiang Yan paused in disbelief, watching the handsome man approach step by step, and embrace her in his arms.She held his chest with her hands, and the hot temperature dyed her cheeks red.

Jiang Yan left Baituo Mountain Villa together with Huang Yaoshi. Qigong was greatly frightened, and he read aloud all the way, and let her coax her for a long time. Huang Rong was not surprised at all.

A year later, they got married in Jiaxing, and many old relatives and friends came.

Guo Jing, who was still alone, looked at Huang Rong and Ouyang Ke who were hugging their pink daughter tenderly, and smiled very reluctantly.Standing beside Yang Kang is a bright and innocent woman, who is said to be a disciple in the ancient tomb of Zhongnan Mountain. Everyone calls her Miss Mochou.

In the room with flickering red candles, Jiang Yan was sitting on the head of the bed in a bright red wedding dress. The moment the hijab was lifted, she heard the sound of fireworks exploding in her heart.

She thought she liked this man, so she didn't need to hide it anymore.