The lady of a good match

It is a wedding custom to return home in three days. Although Wei Shuhan is a man, since he is the married party, he can't escape the custom. However, the Wei family has been ransacked except for him, the mansion has been sealed, and there is no home left. Hui can only go to the mountain where the family's remains are buried for a little worship.

Also because of such a special situation, the day to go to worship was delayed for a few days.

Wei Shuhan originally thought that Yan Qing would not go with him, but he didn't expect that when he came back from sword practice in the backyard early in the morning, the people who were waiting for him to have breakfast with him told him that the things were packed and they went together.

When they packed up and walked out of the gate, they found that Mrs. Yan had been waiting outside the gate for a long time, telling the servants something, the two carriages were ready, and the accompanying Chen Xiang, Ying Li and others were putting the required tributes into it In a slightly smaller carriage.

"Everything is packed, Chen Xiang, Ying Li and Lin Chuan are prudent, let them go with you, be careful along the way."

Madam Yan explained, and handed the couple a sachet:

"I asked for this from the temple, you take it with you to keep you safe."

"Thank you mother."

"Thank you mother."

The couple thanked them at the same time and put them away carefully.

Madam Yan took Wei Shuhan's hand and patted the back of his hand lightly:

"Go, adult marriage is a major event in life, and you should tell your parents under the nine springs. After you come back, you can live in peace and stability. Don't let your mind get confused. It's better to think about everything in the long run. You stay in Yan's house for a day. It's a member of the Yan family, what do you want to do when the time is right, I believe Qing'er will definitely help you."

Now that his son is tempted, the Yan family must be ready to advance and retreat with Wei Shuhan.

"Thank you mother."

Wei Shuhan responded respectfully, and subconsciously glanced at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing also nodded to him: "It's natural."

Needless to say, he would help Wei Shuhan, and helping Wei Shuhan was helping the Yan family.

Wei Shuhan was full of gratitude, the fate in this life really began to favor him.

Setting off on the road, Wei Shuhan and Yan Qing took a carriage, Linchuan was the driver, Chen Xiang and Yingli were in charge of the other, and the group bid farewell to Mrs. Yan and headed for the lonely mountain outside Fusang City. It's far away, so I made preparations for staying overnight.

Looking at the bustling streets through the car window, Yan Qing had a sense of the vicissitudes of a lifetime, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

Fusang City is the largest and most prosperous city in Tianshu Kingdom. It is the adjacent city of Tianshu City, the capital city. Fusang City is even more well-known, and it is not an exaggeration to say that its family business is as rich as an enemy country.

In addition, he received a death-prevention order from the founding emperor, and he is a family friend with the Wei family of the Beijing Zhongjun family, so the general princes and nobles have to give three points of courtesy.

Unfortunately, four years ago, the first emperor fell ill and began to pave the way for the crown prince. Three years ago, at the beginning of the year, the first emperor was seriously ill, and suddenly found out that the Wei family had committed a treasonous felony. With an imperial decree, the prosperous family was ordered to kill the nine clans.

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been a dilemma, but in order to preserve the blood of his friend, the patriarch of the Yan family used an order to save Wei Shuhan from death, and in order to prevent the emperor from harboring grudges against the Yan family, he offered to let his son marry Wei Shuhan as his wife.

The laws of the Tianshu Kingdom stipulated that a man's wife would not be allowed to obtain fame or meritorious service in his life, and would live in the backyard forever until he died and would not be allowed to enter the official court.

This move was granted by the first emperor's decree to marry Wei Shuhan, the next head of the Yan family, to marry Wei Shuhan as his wife, so as to avoid Wei Shuhan's death.

Near the end of the year, except for Wei Shuhan, the Wei family was ransacked and condemned. Not long after the incident in the Wei family, the previous emperor died and the new emperor ascended the throne. In the same year, the head of the Yan family, who had suffered from overwork, also passed away.

It can be said that three years ago was a year of great events for Tianshu Kingdom.

Everyone in Tianshu City and Fusang City knew about the wonderful marriage between the Yan family and the Wei family, and there were many discussions in private. In addition, the head of the Yan family died of illness from overwork. Others couldn't tell whether it was emotion or gloating, but watching The Yan family was not embarrassed by the new emperor, and was still in charge of the commercial lifeline of the Tianshu Kingdom, even if some people had bad ideas, they would not dare to do anything about it.

What everyone is waiting to see now is to know how the Yan family treats Wei Shuhan.

Since ancient times, the status of men and wives has been low, not to mention paying such a high price to save Wei Shuhan's Yan family. It can be seen that the rest of the Yan family are dissatisfied with this marriage.

So, everyone is waiting to see the joke...

The carriage slowly drove out of the city gate, left the bustling streets and headed towards the lonely mountain in the suburbs, the noise in my ears gradually disappeared, and it became much quieter.

Seeing the lost-hearted person leaning against the window after getting into the carriage, Wei Shuhan's original thoughts of provoking the topic stopped. For some reason, looking at Yan Qing who had not passed the crown ceremony at the moment, although his facial features were still childish , but the temperament on his body can give people a feeling of vicissitudes and coldness, which makes him inexplicably think of the appearance of this man with the green lanterns in the ancient temple after going through the ups and downs of the world in his previous life.

I can't help but feel distressed, this is not the kind of thinking and temperament that should be at such an age.

At this time, Yan Qing should be a scholar who has no worries and no other distractions, and only wants to get fame. Where did this kind of intricate thoughts come from?

Could it be because they got married and put invisible shackles on him?

His fingers were suddenly held, Yan Qing came back to his senses, saw Wei Shuhan frowning at him, and asked with a relaxed expression, "What's wrong?"

Wei Shuhan sighed softly:

"I should be the one who asked you what's wrong? You've been looking at the outside looking distracted and preoccupied since you got in the car."

"I..." Yan Qing withdrew her hand, "I'm fine, just a little sleepy."

A myriad of thoughts, powerlessness, and the intertwining of the two feelings made him feel physically and mentally exhausted. He wanted to do more, but he couldn't do anything.

Of course Wei Shuhan didn't believe this obvious excuse, but he didn't expose it face to face. He moved the cushions in the carriage and put them on, and took his hand and said:

"Just squint if you're sleepy, you've been reading too late these days."

Yan Qing has been very busy these past few days, burying his head in the study all day until late at night, which made him afraid to reveal his thoughts, and Yan Qing still didn't think about the book that was left behind. It seems that he really didn't have intentions I prepared it, or I remembered that I couldn't find it, so I didn't care...

Yan Qing smiled reluctantly. He has been busy arranging some things these days, sending letters to Jingmo. Of course, it is not easy to tell him. He wants to tell Wei Shuhan about Jingmo's identity when the time is right. After all, Jingmo To him, Mo is like a second-hand existence. At present, the less people know about it, the better.

It's easy to see the clues when you are alone. In order not to let him find out that she is too abnormal, Yan Qing followed his will and leaned on the cushion next to him and closed her eyes:

"Then I'll take a rest, and you call me when you arrive."

He is indeed tired, and he can think about some problems even if he can't sleep with his eyes closed.