Marriage is not easy [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 15 Marriage

The day after the banquet ended, the imperial decree of the emperor's marriage came to Wen's house.Wei Tingyu saw that Wen Yelan's eyes darkened after receiving the order, and she fainted on the spot.

The doctor took Wei Tingyu's pulse and prescribed several doses of medicine, saying that she was too worried.Wen Yelan thanked the doctor, asked the maid to take the doctor out to collect the reward, and waved away the other servants in the room.

Wen Yelan rubbed a little essential oil on Wei Tingyu's temples, and Wei Tingyu woke up leisurely.As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Wen Yelan's eye circles suddenly turned red.

"My little seven..." Wei Tingyu's voice was trembling with sobs.

Wen Yelan reached out and brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and said softly: "Mother, don't worry, it's not a bad thing for Xiao Qi to marry. Just wait, Xiao Qi will pick you up soon."

"Mother dragged you down." Wei Tingyu took Wen Yelan's hand, tightening his grip.

Wen Yelan didn't say anything else, he just hugged Wei Tingyu lightly and patted her on the back.In fact, isn't this marriage a trick of Wen Yelan's?Whether he married Xiao Qi'er voluntarily or not, he would not make it easy for the Wen family members.

Getting married is his first step, the next step is to separate the family and pick up his mother.

Wen Yelan lowered her eyes and looked serious.

Xiao Jin accepted the imperial edict, and together with Fang Fu respectfully sent away the eunuch who came from the palace, regardless of the uproar of other people in the inn.Fang Fu took Xiao Jin directly back to the room at Tianzihao.

After Xiao Jin returned to the room, he took out the imperial edict and looked it up. When he saw that he would marry Wen Yelan, the eldest son of the Wen family, in ten days, his eyes flashed some sarcasm.

Ten days?

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry.I didn't expect Mrs. Wen's contacts to be so unexpected.Huici from Lingyin Temple, and the current emperor... In order to get Wen Yelan away, Mrs. Wen really worked hard, just for the sake of being the son of the Wen family.

Xiao Jin really didn't know whether to say Mrs. Wen was smart or stupid. With all these connections, she might as well spend more time on her son and husband.

Fang Fu looked at Xiao Jin staring at the edict in a daze, with a bit of disgust on his face.

Zhu Song three years, June 24.

When Wen Yelan came to the lobby, the old man, Wen Guowen, Wen Pangshi, Wen Ziling and Wen Ziyao were all sitting in the hall waiting for him.

Wen Ziyao had a sneer on his face, while Wen Ziling waved his folding fan in a joking and disrespectful look.

Wen Yelan had no expression on his face. He greeted them one by one and stood there quietly.

The old man turned his head and gestured to the butler standing beside him, and the butler Li Jiu walked up to Wen Yelan and handed him the things in his hand.

Wen Yelan looked at the land deed in his hand, and looked at the old man with confusion in his eyes.

Leaning on crutches, the old lady said with a serious expression: "Although we are married by the Wen family, at least it is a marriage bestowed by the emperor, so it should not be too pleasant. This land deed is a separate courtyard in the east of the city. From now on, you and that Xiao beg... Jin should live there well."

Wen Yelan lowered his head, his eyes were full of sarcasm.Can't be too pleasant, so I gave him a land deed?Isn't the old man really "joking" him?

Wen Ziyao covered her mouth and smiled lightly, while Wen Yelan gave her a sideways glance.Wen Ziyao was taken aback by his sudden cold eyes, and stared intently at it, Wen Yelan still had that indifferent expression.She frowned slightly, the strange feeling in her mind could not be lingered.

Just now, she couldn't be wrong.Did Wen Yelan think that if he left the Marquis Wen Mansion, they wouldn't be able to handle his wings and would be hardened?It's ridiculous!

Wen Yelan didn't know Wen Ziyao's inner activities, but he held the land deed tightly in his hand, looked up at the old man and asked earnestly, "Grandpa, the imperial decree is embarrassing, right?"

The old man's temples protruded, and he didn't understand why Wen Yelan would suddenly ask this question. He put his hands on the head of his cane, and murmured, "Yes."

"Hehe..." Wen Yelan lowered his head and sneered twice, then raised his head again, looked around the crowd, his eyes were piercing, and said word by word: "The imperial decree is hard to do, the marriage bestowed by the emperor, grandpa, if you can't get married tomorrow, Is it the crime of deceiving the king?"

The old man stood up abruptly, and shouted sharply, "What are you going to do!"

Both Wen Pangzi's and Wen Guowen's complexions changed, becoming gloomy and ugly.

Wen Yelan smiled gently and said, "What can I do? I will be forced to marry tomorrow, so what else can I do now?"

What else can you do!You can still commit suicide to let them bear the wrath of the Holy One!Wen Pangshi squeezed the handkerchief tightly, smiled stiffly and said: "Yelan, don't do stupid things. Auntie Xiao Qi'er knows that you feel wronged when you marry her, but isn't there nothing you can do? Xiao Qi'er has a marriage contract, and the emperor Even given a marriage, there is nothing we can do to help."

Chi - that's really nice, Wen Yelan sneered.

The old man said with a dark face, "What do you want!"

Wen Yelan brushed her drooping hair, and said with a smile, "Yelan is going to get married tomorrow, but I miss my mother so much, so I hope... I can give me my mother's divorce letter."

Book break!

"No!" Even though Wen Guoan is dead, Wei Tingyu is still a member of their Wen family!The old man gave Wen Yelan a hard look.

Wen Pangshi had already scolded Wen Yelan hundreds of times in his heart. Could this bastard have been waiting for this day?Wei Tingyu left, did Wen Yelan take off her hand?

Wen Pangshi persuaded: "Yelan, this is not a trivial matter. You see your father is dead, and you are going to marry again. Even if your mother leaves the Wen family, she has no place to go!"

Wen Yelan glanced at them and said with a smile, "It's not your worry, Mrs. Fei. Grandpa, I think it's better to separate."

"You! You bastard!" The old man blushed rapidly with anger, and his chest heaved and heaved violently.

"Grandpa, after the separation, I only want my mother's divorce letter, and I don't want any of your Wen family's property. You can also let Wen Guowen or Wen Ziling take over the position of the Wen family's first son. I only hope that from now on, We have nothing to do with your Wen family anymore!" Wen Yelan said loudly.

Wen Pangshi was sure that this Wen Yelan planned to take this opportunity to leave Wen's house with Wei Tingyu early in the morning.Wen Pangshi was so angry that he tore off the handkerchief in his hand.

Wen Yelan was determined to take Wei Tingyu away, so what if they didn't allow it?If Wen Yelan had an accident before he got married tomorrow, none of their eldest wife would be able to afford it!I didn't expect that Wen Yelan would lead an army after obtaining the imperial decree!

Wen Pangshi smiled at the old man: "Master, since Ye Lan is so decisive, we might as well let him go. Without the Wen family's help, they will regret it in the future."

The old man hesitated when he heard what Wen Pangshi said.Looking at them, Wen Yelan just smiled mockingly.

"Old man, let's break up." Wei Tingyu, who did not know when he came to the door, slammed into the silent lobby with a powerful voice.

The old man glanced at her, waved his hands with an ugly face, and said, "I hope you mother and son will not regret it in the future!" After speaking, he stopped looking at them, turned and walked back to the inner room.

"Thank you, old man!" Wen Yelan cupped his hands.

When Wen Ziling strayed past Wen Yelan, he whispered something in his ear.

"Young master of the Wen family, no, it should be Wen Yelan now, I wish you good luck."

Wen Yelan just looked straight ahead quietly, as if she didn't hear the ridicule in her ear.

Wen Yelan helped Wei Tingyu out of the lobby, he looked up at the boundless blue sky, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Is the golden scale a thing in the pool, it will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm!

Zhu Song three years, June 25th, summer.

A dazzling sun rose slowly, and there was not a breath of wind.

Before dawn, Xiao Jin was kicked out by Fang Fu.Xiao Jin put on a fiery red wedding dress and stood in front of the bronze mirror.The facial features of the young man in the bronze mirror are still a little immature, his brows are slightly frowned, and his expression is inexplicable.Xiao Jin smiled wryly in his heart, he didn't expect that in modern times, he would marry a young man in a few days instead of being married in modern times. It's really unpredictable.

"Master, the auspicious time is here, it's time to go." Fang Fu stood at the door and called softly.

Xiao Jin straightened his clothes, flicked his sleeves, and stepped out of the threshold.

Today's capital city is very lively.The streets and alleys are bustling with people, standing on tiptoe to look far away.But today's Wenhou Mansion is a bit quiet and heavy.

Wei Tingyu helped Wen Yelan put on the last shawl, looking at the cold and handsome young man in front of him, her eyes were slightly red.

Wen Yelan took her hand and shook it tightly, then let it go.He glanced lightly at the young man in red in the bronze mirror, looked straight outside the room, and said, "Let's go."

Mei Xiang and Mei Lan bent down and said in unison: "Yes."

Daqing stood outside the room and watched Wen Yelan leave quietly. He didn't turn around until the other person's figure disappeared from sight, then he turned and walked towards the back door of Marquis Wen's mansion.

The servant guarding the door of Wenhou's Mansion saw the noise in front of him, and yelled into the Hou's Mansion.

"The wedding party is coming—"

Xiao Jin finally came to the Marquis Wen's mansion on his horse. He stared directly at the young man in the front yard who was walking slowly on the back of a servant, wearing a real red double-breasted large-sleeved shirt and a red square handkerchief on his head.

The young man's bare fair skin looked even whiter against the backdrop of the red wedding dress.

When they gradually approached, Xiao Jin jumped off the horse and hugged Wen Yelan on the back of the servant.Xiao Jin folded his arms, and the boy in his arms got closer to him.

The boy is very quiet and light.

The faint fragrance of peonies lingered at the tip of the nose, and Xiao Jin clenched her hands tightly.

The sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, and the shimmering light is imprinted on Xiao Jin and Wen Yelan's bodies.A breeze blows past, and the catkins are blown by the wind.

A corner of the red square handkerchief was lifted by the wind, and Xiao Jin just lowered his head, just like that, just right into the starry eyes of the boy in his arms.