Revenge of the Sixth Young Lady

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Outside the sedan, Yan Huaiyu didn't come to meet her in person!

Because a wife room was booked before, but was booked in front, but was robbed by Weiyue Wu to marry him, and the ceremony did not match, so Yan Huaiyu did not welcome him.

But he sent Lin here to greet the new guy instead.

In front of the sedan car, Lin Fang raised his head and wore a big red brocade, and firecrackers continued on both sides of the road. All the way to the Yan State Mansion, they were covered with red carpets, and special people set firecrackers on both sides.

Although both sides of the street maintain order, they are still crowded. It seems that everyone is crowding the streets to see this marriage that no one expected.

Along the way, the restaurants and tea shops on both sides were booked early, and many people were spying on this inexplicable marriage.

Mo Huating also booked a private room. At this time, he stood on his back with his hands on his back, and looked down at the wedding car that came slowly down, his eyes were a little unpredictable.

He didn't believe it anyway. The girl who persevered her heart would really be so stunned that she would be sent to the gate of the Yan State Mansion.

Even though she thought she had no physiology that day, she was still able to escape. I really don't know how a weak woman who just went out of the house escaped her sight in that situation.

Such a woman, I don't know when it touched my heart already!

But the next step was her strong divorce. Even if she stretched out her hand again, she couldn't save her mind!

In order to remarry, she even designed herself and forced herself to relax.

Is she really lying there unconsciously now? The hand placed aside gripped tightly, and then slowly released.

Watching Huajia passing slowly in front of his eyes, an inexplicable sorrow rose in his heart, and he sighed softly. He couldn't bear to look any more, turned around and sat back in front of the chair.

The beauty is very small, and there are some things that I seem to be able to let go of ...

I took out a small box from my arms. The box turned out to be a very old bellyband. The bellyband used by a child is very small and delicately made. The people in the bellyband are very careful. They cut the intricate thread on this little bellyband and cut it intact.

This should be embroidered by a mother herself, and there are two small words on the side of this bellyband.

"Heart Rui"!

If Wei Yue Wu saw this bellyband, the first thought was that it was her mother's word.

The name of Mrs. Huayang Hou is Qin Xinrui. In fact, not many people know it. Once Qin Xinrui didn't go to Beijing long before, she married Wei Luowen; secondly, because Qin Xinrui did not have a lot of friends, that's all A few, and those who have almost died so far, only Tu Zhaoyi is still there, but not Mo Huating can find.

However, Mo Huating knew the name of Mrs. Huayang Hou, so when she first saw this bellyband, she immediately thought of this possibility.

Originally for Wei Yan, he had been planning and Wei Yue Wu's retirement, but at this moment, he got this bellyband.

So this resignation was put on hold indefinitely, and then there was the robbery on that snowy night.

But now, it seems that this is not so important!

The box was closed heavily, Mo Huating leaned back, Jun eyes closed weakly, step by step, step by step, he was wrong from the beginning!

The woman he wanted was never Wei Yan!

"Houye, Auntie Wei is looking for Houye again." A young man ran up the stairs, saw Mo Huating, and hurriedly reported.

"Let her make trouble!" Mo Huating touched his forehead, with deep disgust in his eyes.

"But ... but the little master in the stomach ..." Xiaoxi reminded timidly, Aunt Wei was pregnant recently, and her mother became more and more arrogant with her son in the house, no matter what was the big deal, The storm around Manfu is blushing and the necks of the two women who fight with Miss Piao are thick.

"So what, if she doesn't want to have a baby, she doesn't need to have a baby, I really don't lack women here." Mo Huating said coldly, if it was not for Wei Luowu's sake, he would never tolerate this stupid woman .

He is now fortunate that he did not marry this woman as a courtroom, but it is also this woman that made his marriage unacceptable.

If it wasn't for Wei Yan, why would he want to put Wei Yue dance to death, and his heart fell into Wei Yan's body for a while, and he felt more and more annoyed by the sound of firecrackers outside. He even had an impulse and wanted to know this Any good woman strangled to death.

As long as I think of the woman who originally belonged to me, but now I marry someone, the anger is not enough to describe his mind, even the heart is burning in anxiety, the kind of sullen atmosphere will almost suppress him all In that frantic air.

Such a woman, even if she is dead, should be crowned with her last name, not what she is happy with in this case. If she had known this, he would have asked Sakura automatically, and she would never let Yan Huaiyu get married. Weiyue dance.

Wei Yue Wu is his, and he has always been his, since he was a child, Yan Huaiyu, you wait, if Wei Yue Wu does not die, he will never stop.

Yan Huaihuan, such a woman is by no means what you can have, and you already have a wife and you don't deserve to have such a beautiful woman.

Mo Huating only felt that he was the most affectionate person in the world. He felt that Yan Huaiyu was not worthy of Weiyuewu, but he never thought that he was the most scumbag.

Looking back, Mo Huating stood up with a somber face: "Go!"

Having said that, take the box into your arms and take a big step out, that thing should be able to start a little ...

Seeing Mo Huating's face so cold and almost blue, Xiaoxiong didn't know well, so he didn't dare to say a word, and trot behind Mo Huating.

At the end of the sedan car, Yan Huaihuan was invited out. With a red brocade, the beautiful face was more and more peerless, and the female relatives among the guests couldn't help exclaiming.

Although many of them have met Yan Huaiyu, they have never seen Yan Huaiyu in such strong colors.

Yan Huaihuan walked peacefully to the flower car, took the bow and arrow handed over by the guard, and shot three arrows according to the car door. The three arrows were inserted in the red flower decoration on the car door.

There was a thunderous thunder.

Lin Fang had changed his ordinary clothes at this time and came to take the bow and arrow for Yan Huaiyu.

Yan Huaiyu strode forward, at this time Jin Ling had come out of the sedan chair, raised the curtain for him, and the Yueyue dance in Huaqiao was lying there quietly, with red clothes and a red hijab, but it was lying down. .

Yan Huaiyu reached out, leaned forward, and hugged Wei Yuewu carefully, then slowly stood up.

Seemingly lying, Wei Yuewu's whole heart mentioned her throat, which would hear thunder and joy outside, knowing that Yan Huaiyu was coming over, and her heartbeat became more and more frantic, and then she felt that her eyes were slightly brighter, then She fell into a wide arms, bit her lip, almost let her hold her breath involuntarily.

"You can breathe!" A very soft voice, with a touch of ridicule, fell into Wei Yuewu's ears like this, then she would wake up and exhale a few breaths.

After a while, she felt that her chest was stuffy, but her face was hotter, and the whole was almost burned. She would feel fortunate that she had passed out.

The brazier had already been settled in the doorway, and Yan Huaiyu took one robe in his hand and crossed Weiwuwu with one hand.

There are no elders in the Yan Guo Gong Mansion, so there are no people sitting on the two large chairs, but only two chairs are symbolically placed instead of the Yan Guo Gong and Madam Yan Guo Gong who are not in Beijing.

The so-called saluting is basically done by Yan Huaihuan holding Wei Yue Wu. This situation of Wei Yue Wu should not be tossed too much, so everyone defaults to this way of saluting.

"Wife and wife worship ..." Xi Niang's long voice came in. Wei Yue Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand that became a fist slightly relaxed.

Now, she should be worthy of the name of Mrs. Yan Guogong!

Li Cheng, Yan Huaiyun's eyes were more and more narrowed, and after the guests had pleaded guilty, they took Wei Yuewu to the backyard.

Because of haste, Yan Huaiyu did not prepare a new house for Wei Yue Wu separately, so she arranged Wei Yue Wu's house with her.

There are actually a lot of female dependents from the backyard. Some of the family ladies originally came to see Yan Huaiyu, and they would watch Yan Huaiyu hug Weiyue dance and marvel at each other with shame.

If such a handsome and unparalleled man hugs himself, even if he and the Lord of Jingde County usually lie there unconscious, he is willing.

"Yang Guogong son, can you borrow a step to speak." At the long corridor, Jing Wenyan stood there with a pale face. This is the innermost courtyard near Yan Huaiyu, basically there are no guests, Yan Huai Xun Zheng wanted to tell Wei Yuewu that she could open her eyes slightly, but was blocked by Jing Wenyan.

"What's the matter with Miss Jing?" Yan Huaiyu hugged Weiyuewu and asked gently, but her expression looked very dissatisfied.

"You ... you really want to marry her?" Jing Wenyan asked with a trembling voice, her hand being rude.

"Did you not see it?" Yan Huai raised Yang Jun's eyebrows, his eyes lightened.

"You ... how can you do this, you ... how can you do this, when you said that if you didn't agree, you wouldn't marry anyone, and said I didn't agree with you, you must let your father and my father cancel the marriage, But ... but why, why do you want to marry a dead man. "

Jing Wenyan's emotion was almost uncontrollable. The whole person was shaking, and the fire was burning in her eyes.

Even now, she has witnessed everything in front of her, but she still can't believe that Yan Huaiyu would agree to the marriage with Weiyuewu, and she is still about to die.

The hands in the sleeves were held together fiercely, and her tears fell uncontrollably, and she was the first beauty. Even though Wei Yue was alive, she could not compare with herself, let alone she was still dead. Yes, why did she compete with herself, but why Yan Huaiyu would rather marry such a dead woman than herself!

These thoughts have tormented her these days, making her feel asphyxiated ...