The monk who is going to cross me is bent

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The figures outside were indistinct, and the noisy voices seemed far away.Xiao Chi couldn't see clearly because of his hipa, so Zhuang Yan led him to turn to another direction, and they all bowed down to the tablet of the good lady.

At that moment, Xiaochi thought of his father and queen mother, but he didn't know how happy they would be and how much tears they would shed when they saw his current appearance in the sky.

Perhaps, as a prince who died, this experience, which is enough to be written into the story of the story, is the best ending.

It's just that this was the only wedding ceremony in his life. Looking back later, in fact, what he remembered most clearly at that time was not Zhuang Yan holding his hand, but the paper folded into squares that no one knew about, being drawn He pretended to be innocent and hid it in the palm of his hand.

This is a secret he hid in front of Zhuang Yan, and he held it too tightly, not knowing if the note had been wet by cold sweat or if it would blur the handwriting.

The emcee's voice was loud and clear: "Husband and wife bow to each other——Licheng, send it to the bridal chamber!"

Zhuang Yan, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, helped him up and said in a low voice: "Xiaochi, you go back and wait for me for a while, I'll go find you later."

Today's wedding ceremony was attended by famous families in the west of Jiangbei, Zhuang Yan naturally couldn't leave them alone.The person who should have greeted him is still going to toast a glass of wine, Xiaochi nodded in understanding.

Zhuang Yan's smile deepened, and he kissed his hair through the red hijab, "It's really virtuous."

Seeing his well-behaved appearance, Zhuang Yan's heart became more and more joyful, and the love that was overflowing in his heart could only be expressed implicitly under the watchful eyes of the public.

He suddenly grabbed Xiaochi's hand.

This sudden movement really frightened Xiaochi so much that his heart jumped violently.

Could it be that Zhuang Yan had already discovered the note that Mu Beixi handed him just now?

Xiaochi clenched his fists tightly, trying to use his last effort to protect the secret in his hands.

Zhuang Yan poked in along his sleeve, wanted to pinch his hand, but unexpectedly grabbed his fist, suddenly felt a little strange, and asked with a smile: "Why... are you too nervous?"

"It's just a little... a little breathless." His voice was gentle, but with a bit of unbearable weakness.Zhuang Yan thought, after this tossing, he was somewhat uncomfortable after being covered by Xipa for so long, and pity suddenly appeared in his heart, and he asked the maid to send him back to the new house first.

In the short moment just now, Xiaochi never felt that his heart could beat so fast. After he was brought to the new house, the noisy sounds from the banquet finally left him slowly.

Now he urgently needs a chance to be alone, to see what Mu Beixi brought him.

He resolutely drove away all the waiting people in the room, and carefully lifted the hipa.

Thick red candles were burning in the bedroom, exuding a warm and sweet fragrance. The red brocade quilts were on the bed, the furniture was covered with red scarves, and those exquisite wooden furniture were also tied with red cloth flowers. All turned red and decorated with joy.

The surroundings were finally quiet, and he took out the note he was holding tightly in his hand, because the edge of the origami made a dent in his palm because of too much force.

He opened the note, quickly read the words on it...then took a deep breath.

There were occasional footsteps of servants passing by outside the house, Xiaochi was very vigilant, he decisively handed the note to the candle, burned it to ashes, and threw it into an inconspicuous corner.

Later that day, he didn't do anything, he brought back Xipa, sat on the bed in the new house, and waited quietly for him to come back as Zhuang Yan asked.

After more than an hour, there was finally movement outside the house.

When paying respects to the guests just now, Zhuang Yan drank a lot of wine, and he could not suppress his drunkenness during the banquet. After saying goodbye to the guests and returning to the room, once he relaxed, he couldn't suppress his drunkenness at all.

Director Liang, who had watched Zhuang Yan grow up since he was a child, personally helped Zhuang Yan back to his new house.

Xiao Chi picked it up in person, Director Liang looked at him with a very complicated expression, but this was Zhuang Yan's decision, and he naturally had no right to intervene, but he was a little embarrassed to meet at this time.

In the past, Director Liang regarded him as a servant, a pamper, and taught him a lot of rules in secret, always reminding him not to pester the young master, and not allowing him to enter the young master's study.Unexpectedly, now that he has turned over, he has become a serious and honest matchmaker who is marrying the young wife, so his status is naturally different from what it used to be.

Director Liang coughed and suppressed the discomfort on his face, "Young master is really happy today. When he was toasted by guests during the banquet, he almost refused to come... I have to thank you for taking care of me."

As soon as Zhuang Yan touched Xiaochi, he immediately embraced him, and he said with difficulty in Zhuang Yan's arms: "I know... ah, young master!"

Director Liang reacted very quickly when he saw the situation, and immediately led the people back down, carefully closed the door, and evacuated all the servants waiting nearby to the outside room, and did not allow anyone to disturb and peep.

After getting drunk, Zhuang Yan blushed violently. He lifted his hipa, looked at Xiaochi silently for a moment, and carried him directly onto the bed.

Xiaochi's bundled hair was taken off by Zhuang Yan, and the jet-black hair was scattered on the bright red brocade quilt. Zhuang Yan bent down and kissed him while tearing off his wedding dress, "What is your name, young master?"

"Then what should it be called?" Xiaochi's puzzled expression was clear and pure. While coping with Zhuang Yan's kiss, he tentatively said: "Young master is now a prince, so I should be called Lord Hou... huh!"

Zhuang Yan pulled off his clothes, and took a hard bite on the delicate skin with a punitive force, "Aren't you angry with me on purpose? You and I just got married, and you are still pretending that you don't know what to call me?"

Over the past few months, Zhuang Yan is still enthusiastic and fascinated by his body, and his interest has not diminished in the slightest. Now he has worshiped the world and crossed the road, and they have different meanings in each other's hearts.

Zhuang Yan's breath was getting stronger, he lowered his head and was busy, Xiaochi took off his wedding clothes cooperatively, stroked his back, shoulders and neck, and let him rub it.

"It's time to change the name to Husband." Zhuang Yan pressed his wrist and tore off the rest of the red wedding dress that was in the way.Today's Xiaochi cooperated extraordinarily, which made Zhuang Yan very happy. His lips moved down, taking good care of the sensitive back of the person under him, and then said in a hoarse voice: "... madam, let my husband love you well."

When the sky was bright on the second day, Zhuang Yan, who used to get up early in the past, was still in bed.For such a major event in life as getting married, he gave himself a few days off, and finally experienced the joy of not going to court early.

Xiaochi curled up naked in his arms, Zhuang Yan looked at him quietly for a while, he really liked it, and couldn't help but bowed his head to kiss his eyes.

That mysterious note weighed on his heart, making him sleep uneasy all night. If Zhuang Yan hadn't tossed him hard, he might have opened his eyes until dawn, so Zhuang Yan made a fuss at this time, so opened his eyes.

"It's time to get up." Zhuang Yan gave him a good kiss, and went down to help him get new clothes. "If you eat later, the time will be completely wrong, and it will be bad for your health."

Xiaochi took the clothes, but he didn't expect that Zhuang Yan would personally serve him to wear them, but after thinking about it, they just got married when they were in love, so he slightly refused and let him go.

There will be many such days in the future. Xiao Chi knows that no matter how much he is favored, there is a gradual time limit. Every day that passes, he is getting closer to that day.After all, he can't have children. If Zhuang Yan wants to continue his bloodline, sooner or later he will take a concubine in, or even bring a flat wife...

Zhuang Yan patted his side face affectionately, "What are you thinking about? Get up and eat first."

"I'm thinking about my fellow clansmen." Xiaochi suppressed his thoughts, he knew his appearance advantage, and knew that Zhuang Yan would take a bite out of him, so he looked directly at Zhuang Yan with dark and wet eyes. The affectionate appearance that can touch people, "I know that many people from my hometown, Luo'e, were trafficked and despised in Jiangbei. I have this luck to meet you, and I can escape such a sad fate, so I think..."

No one can resist such a look, let alone Zhuang Yan, who will never reject him now, Zhuang Yan's expression moved slightly, and he sighed, "I see...you haven't read the dowry gift I gave you, have you? I'll take you to check it out later. Some of my mother's shops in the west of Jiangbei are given to you to take care of them now. All the money you earn belongs to you. You can do whatever you want. If there are any that can be redeemed Luo'e people, it's up to you to arrange them."

Just as Xiaochi was about to thank him, Zhuang Yan pecked at him and stopped him.Zhuang Yan carefully tied Xiaochi's belt, "After all, she is my wife... Except on the bed, I have to give you some power as a young lady. If you need anything, I will ask for it. If the young master loves you, don't carry it by yourself silently. It hurts."

In the first three days of their marriage, Zhuang Yan didn't let him step out of the yard. There was no reason for the young man's blood lust, not to mention having such a beautiful woman by his side, it was even more irresistible.Ruan Ruanxiang was too exhausting to be a hero. On the fourth day, Zhuang Yan finally realized that it would be impossible to continue like this, so he forced himself to leave his newlywed wife and go to the business that he had delayed for the past few days.

This finally made Xiaochi heave a long sigh of relief. He felt that Zhuang Yan was too enthusiastic, and he couldn't stand it anymore. It was rare to be free, so he immediately called the servants in the new mansion, and went out in the name of going out to recognize the shop.

It was a Jiufuji dim sum shop in Wisteria Village. Xiaochi walked into the counting room and asked for the turnover of the business for more than half a year. He carefully checked the account books in the shop, and the Zhuang Mansion followed the waiters outside the house. , Waiting for him to return home after watching.

He opened the small window in the inner room, and turned out carefully.He has a light body, although he doesn't know martial arts, he can do it neatly in the past.It's just that opening the window under the current circumstances caused his back to hurt so badly that he almost broke. He leaned on the wall and panted gently for a long time before he recovered.

There were few pedestrians on the side street. He walked across the side street and returned to the road. He carefully avoided people's sight and walked into a weapon shop in the village.

There was a fire burning inside, and the temperature was scorching hot.The craftsman poked his head out, "Young master with thin skin and tender flesh, this is not for children..."

Because the time for sneaking out was limited, Xiaochi interrupted him, and said straight to the point: "I'm looking for Mu Beixi, is he here?"

The craftsman's eyes showed ferocity. He picked up a red-hot iron pestle, and when he was about to walk over, a man held his shoulder from behind.

Mu Beixi, dressed in casual clothes, came out from the dark, looked Xiaochi up and down, and showed a subtle smile: "It's all like this, and I can still sneak all the way...I'm afraid it's hard work for you."

"Thank you for your hard work. Under the eyes of Young Master Zhuang, you still dare to develop your own hidden stake." Xiaochi shot back mercilessly, "Aren't you afraid that I will go back and tell him, and I will directly take you out of the pot?"

Mu Beixi didn't turn his head back, as if he was sure that he would follow, "Of course I'm not afraid. If I remember correctly, your Chinese name is... Yuchiwang, right? Then, Mr. Yuchi, I invite you here." .”

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Zian: It was 700 years later that I found out how my wife hooked up with other men... The mood is complicated and a little green.