Get on the Wrong Sedan Chair and Marry the Right Wolf + Extra Story

Shi Shulang hurriedly fell silent, returned to his seat, and looked down at his task.

For a long time, when he thought that the new emperor had already forgotten about this matter, there was another low-pitched soliloquy from the imperial case, as if it was addressed to himself or to the world.

"This time, not only did they choose me, but I also chose them."

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When the carriage of Yongyang County Lord arrived, the wedding banquet had already begun, and the four of them who greeted the guests outside the door happened to have something to leave. She was holding the congratulatory gift, and her usual arrogance began to appear again. The whole person stood in front of the door like a pillar, neither advancing nor retreating.

Just as he was about to return to the carriage, when someone came out to greet him, he suddenly heard a voice from behind, "Miss, why are you standing here?"

Yong Yang turned his head in some puzzlement, and saw Qu Bianyou holding a rabbit that had just been rescued from the mountain in his hand, staring at him with a pair of clear eyes.Zhan Jin, who was following her, did not know the Yongyang county magistrate, and only thought she was the lady of a rich family that Qu Bianyou knew well.Then he went forward and saluted, and gave up the place to the two of them.

Yongyang became more and more embarrassed when she saw Qu Bianyou. For some reason, she always felt that Qu Bianyou's gaze seemed to have substance, it was clear to the extreme but she couldn't see to the bottom. The more she looked in, the more cold she felt. The chill filled the whole body.

"follow me."

Qu Bianyou changed the little rabbit's hand, and stretched out his hand to Yongyang.

Yongyang's mind was blank, and he took that hand by accident, and the two held hands and walked step by step towards the mansion decorated with lights, Yongyang suddenly called softly: "Wait a minute!"

Then he wanted to break away from Qu Bianyou's hand, but felt that the other party instinctively held him tighter.Yongyang was so ashamed that he even lowered his voice: "I, I forgot the congratulatory gift on the carriage. I have to go and get it. It is... a congratulatory gift."

Qu Bianyou let go of her hand as early as she said the first word, now after she finished speaking, her expression didn't move, her small body still stood in place.Yongyang struggled for a while, then quickly ran back to get the gift, as if he was afraid that she would run away, hugged the gift tightly and turned around quickly, but saw the little figure still waiting in place, his heart beat for a long time before falling back in place.

When she got to the front, no one came to hold her hand. When she was depressed, she lightened her arms, and the next moment, she was stuffed with a warm stuff of warm fleece.Qu Bianyou looked down: "Ah, little rabbit."

In Qu Bianyou's arms was the congratulatory gift she just brought.Looking at the smaller body beside him holding the heavy big box, Yongyang felt very sorry, but Qu Bianyou said: If the rabbit ran away, my gift would be gone.

Yongyang no longer objected.

The Bingling Sparrow and Qianli Yunyan flew over their heads, circled three times in the air and flew back to the mansion. The young man who was chasing the two birds stopped outside the gate of the mansion and did not enter again.

The prosperity of the world should be the end here, so there is no need to look any further.

He walked all the way to the south while admiring, and finally stopped again in a plum garden after an unknown period of time. This time he did not finish the admiration before leaving, but squatted in front of a tombstone and observed it carefully. The red plum is as bright and dazzling as blood, ready to come out.

The boy began to mutter.

"It turns out that the root cause is here... I just said how can it be different from before..."

"I have to write it down and report it to Dongjun!"

The young man walked away on a garden full of plum blossoms, and wherever he passed, the ice melted and the snow melted...

Overnight, the world is born in spring, and everything is new.

Chapter 210 Seven

1. Horse racing

In March of Yangchun, when the flowers are just blooming and the grass is growing and the warblers are flying, it is suitable for horse racing.

After three days of hard rest, Wei Yueyan made an appointment with Qin Guangmo's family and Shuangge's family to go to Wanxia Mountain to see the scenery tomorrow, and went to bed early that night with his wife in his arms.I thought that the good mood could last for a few days, but I didn't expect it to be ruined at my door the next morning.

Wei Yueyan: "Qu Quan, what are you doing?"

Qu Quan: "Go to the horse race with you."

Wei Yueyan: "..." I understand the truth, but why is there a Xueji riding a lion by your side!

She stretched out a finger that barely trembled, "We are going to race horses, not hunt." The implication is that people can go, but lions stay.

Xueji said sadly: "Ah Jin is very gentle, he won't hurt others!"

Wei Yueyan sneered in his heart, heh, this is almost the same as Shi Zhuang saying that the black widow is very gentle and then turned around and killed a pig.

However, in the end, under Qu Quan's various concessions and Wei Yueyan's momentary softening, Ling Xueji still rode her "gentle, lovely and understanding" Ah Jin in front of the four younger brothers.

Qin Guangmo, He Youtian, Shuang Ge, Rong Qi:? ? ?

Ah Jin: "Hululu——"

All the horses stepped back two steps...

Ah Jin: "Roar!"

All the horses are running wild!

The whole race was unprecedentedly intense. It was too late and then it was too fast. I saw that the domesticated horses turned into wild horses in an instant, bumping and flying on the mountain road of Wanxia Mountain, regardless of their own backs. The image of the master, let the wind wantonly destroy their hairstyle...

The gold-carved and jade-decorated hair crowns and hairpins couldn't bear the force, and the strands fell off the mountain road, and were buried by the dust again.It’s such a waste of flowers, and no one collects them. Cuiqiao gorse jade scratches its head...not... (crossed out)