Marriage is not easy [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 16

Chapter No.16

The two were surprised for a moment.

Xipo was winky, watching the two people "flickering", walked up with a smile and raised her orchid finger and joked: "Oh, uncle, now is not the time to stare at the bride, hurry up and send it to the sedan chair, don't miss the hour .”

bride?Hearing what Xi Po said, Xiao Jin subconsciously looked down at Wen Yelan.Wen Yelan glared at him, then put down the blown red square handkerchief.

Xiao Jin felt his nose itch.

Xi Po urged, Xiao Jin coughed twice, hugged Wen Yelan tightly, came to the eight-carried sedan chair, and carefully put Wen Yelan inside.

The peony fragrance at the tip of the nose dissipated quickly, and Xiao Jin rubbed lightly with his thumb and index finger.

Xiao Jin stepped onto the big horse tied with a red flower ball, pulled the rein, clamped his legs and kicked. The black-haired horse spewed out a puff of white air and ran forward.

Xiao Jin looked at the crowded crowd on both sides of the street, his thoughts were inexplicably complicated.In the eyes of others, he is a player in the play, but in his own eyes, he is more like a bystander outsider.

Xiao Jin's eyes fell on the wedding dress he was wearing, thinking that he was forced to marry a man today, his eyes froze, and he sneered in his heart.

Wen Yelan sat in the sedan chair, listening to the sound of gongs and drums outside, gently lifted the red square handkerchief covering his head with his slender fingers, and stared sideways at the blurred figure outside the red screen window.His eyes were complicated, and he gently grasped it with his fair fingers.

In this life, he married Xiao Qier again...

One was sitting on a horse and the other was sitting in a sedan chair. Under the hustle and bustle, the two had different thoughts.

Because Wen Yelan proposed to separate the family the day before they got married, and Xiao Jin was not really the son of a big silk merchant, the place where they worshiped was finally chosen in a separate courtyard under Wei Tingyu's dowry.

The old man ignored them after dumping the divorce papers to Wen Yelan, so how could he care about the marriage between Xiao Jin and Wen Yelan.In the heart of the old man, he wished that such a disobedient person could not be dealt with well.

Although Wen Guowen and Wen Pangshi were unwilling to attend the banquet in their hearts, this was a marriage bestowed by the Holy Spirit. No matter how disdainful they were, they still had to put on a face so that people would know that they were "brothers in love" with Wen Dafang and Wen Erfang .

The welcoming team arrived at the other courtyard of Weifu.The boy waiting at the gate saw the person coming from a distance, so he ran into the courtyard and took out a brazier.

Xiao Jin jumped off the horse, and Xi Po yelled beside her with a smile on her face: "The auspicious time is here, my uncle will carry the bride over the brazier."

Xiao Jin pursed his lips, walked to the sedan chair and kicked it lightly. Wen Yelan, who was sitting inside, leaned forward so that Xiao Jin could hug him easily.

Xiao Jin hugged Wen Yelan again, and Wen Yelan consciously moved into his arms, finding a comfortable position.

Feeling his movement, Xiao Jin frowned slightly.Is this Wen Yelan too familiar?

Wen Yelan didn't know what Xiao Jin was thinking, he just felt that he would be hugged by Xiao Qier anyway, so why not make himself more comfortable?

When Xiao Jin carried Wen Yelan across the brazier and the threshold, he followed Xi Po's instructions and put the person in his arms on the ground.

Xiao Jin looked at Wen Yelan who was covered with a red square handkerchief, and looked at Xi Po with his head tilted.

"My lord, what are you doing so stupidly, hurry up and take the bride's hand." Xi Po looked at Xiao Jin's foolish appearance and pointed her fingers anxiously.

There were three black lines on Xiao Jin's forehead, and he had never married anyone.

"Young Master." Xiao Jin stared sideways at Wen Yelan, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Wen Yelan looked at Xiao Jin's slightly thin wrist from under the hijab, pursed her lips, and put her hand on it.

Touching the warm and cool skin on his hands, the wheat color and the whiteness were mixed, Xiao Jin lowered his head and stared for a while, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Xiao Jin gathered his five fingers together and held Wen Yelan's hand tightly.

Wen Yelan's eyes widened slightly, and he glanced at his and Xiao Qi'er's clasped hands in surprise.There was a turmoil in his heart, his lips were tightly pressed, his eyes were slightly closed, and at the same time he held Xiao Jin back.

The indifference on Xiao Jin's face dissipated for a moment.Glancing at the people around him from the corner of his eye, he stared straight ahead.

The bluestone path, the shelves covered with purple grapes, the sound of festive gongs and drums, the two people in fiery red clothes, holding each other's hands, and at the same time holding the red flower ball rope, step by step toward the "crackling" Exploded, and entered the lobby among the red paper firecrackers falling down one after another.

Wei Tingyu had already sat in the chairman's seat, and she looked at the newcomer walking towards her with mixed joy and sorrow.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Happy husband and wife."

Xiao Jin and Wen Yelan turned around and bowed to each other at the same time.

"Licheng!"

Is this getting married?Xiao Jin was in a trance for a moment.

Wen Pangshi watched the happy event with a smile on his face.Hey, Wen Yelan was finally taken away.Everything about the Wen family has really fallen into the hands of their eldest family.

Thinking of this, Wen Pangzi couldn't control it, and the corners of his mouth grinned more and more.

In Xiao Jin's side, the bustling and quiet Wen's mansion is unusual.

Rong Xiang pushed the door of the wing room open a crack, looked outside the room, saw that there was no one else, then turned her head and whispered to Wen Ziyao: "Miss, there is no one now."

Wen Ziyao, who was wearing a knee-length silk dress, stepped out of the threshold with her skirt, turned her head and said to Rong Xiang who closed the door gently, "Let's hurry to Yunhai Racecourse before father and mother come back."

Rong Xiang frowned, and responded with a smile.

Wen Ziyao walked in front, with Rong Xiang trailing behind her.She lowered her head slightly, glanced up at Wen Ziyao who had been dressed up, and a sinister smile flashed across her mouth.

Wen Ziyao and the others secretly avoided the servants and walked to the back door.The carriage was already waiting outside the back door, Wen Ziyao casually glanced at the groom who was driving the carriage, and subconsciously sized him up again after climbing into the carriage.Is there such a person in Wenhou Mansion?Wen Ziyao was confused for a second.

Rong Xiang asked softly: "Miss, what's the matter?"

Wen Ziyao ignored the strange feeling in her heart and shook her head: "Let's go."

The carriage drove steadily to Yunhai Racecourse.

Rong Xiang helped Wen Ziyao into the racecourse. Song Mochen, who was embraced by everyone in the racecourse, was looking directly at a strange girl who was driving a Ben Hongchi around the horse path.

Wen Ziyao felt a strong sense of crisis.She narrowed her eyes and looked at the girl who was slowly driving the horse to a stop.

The young girl's appearance is not very beautiful, only delicate.But the aura around her is something that people cannot ignore. She has the straightforwardness of the frontier fortress and a little Jiangnan's tact. The two opposite temperaments are mixed in her body, and there is no contradiction at all, but this special temperament is attractive. caught everyone's attention.

A strong jealousy rose in Wen Ziyao's heart.Especially seeing the eldest prince Song Mochen staring straight at the girl, her jealousy intensified.

"Miss, she seems to be General Luan Tian's cousin Luan Fengzhu." Rong Xiang whispered in Wen Ziyao's ear.

A member of General Luan Tian?

Wen Ziyao's eyes gradually darkened, and her fingers tightly grasped the dress.

"Miss, from the look of the eldest prince, it seems that he is very happy with Luan Fengzhu." Rong Xiang's tone was a little provocative.

Wen Ziyao was so angry that she didn't have the time to guess Rong Xiang's intentions when she said this.

Luan Fengzhu got off the horse and walked straight to Song Mochen. The way they talked and laughed made Wen Ziyao even more excited.

The boy at the horse farm went over and pulled Ben Hongchi to Wen Ziyao's side. Wen Ziyao twitched his mouth, stomped his feet, and grabbed the reins from the horse boy.Without even thinking about it, he stepped on the horse pedal and straddled the saddle.

"drive!"

With a yell, Wen Ziyao swung the reins and ran towards the horse path with his legs on the horse's belly.

"Miss!" Rong Xiang exclaimed nervously, attracting the attention of Song Mochen and others.

Song Mochen glanced at Rong Xiang in search of reputation, his eyes fell on Ma Dao and Wen Ziyao, and his brows frowned slightly.

Luan Fengzhu shook her head and said: "It's too messy, that Ben Hongchi is not easy to tame."

Rong Xiang looked at Wen Ziyao who was full of complacency, and silently curled the corners of her lips.

The servant who had been robbed of his horse lowered his head, put the silver needle in his sleeve into his sleeve, and quietly disappeared among the crowd while no one was paying attention.

The dirt on the fence of the bridleway shimmered in the sun.

The back door of Yunhai Racecourse was gently pushed open from the inside.

Daqing stood in the alley without looking back, and asked in a low voice, "Have you been found?"

The visitor said softly, "My lord, please rest assured."