What should I do if I have broken my sleeve because of too much mourning?

In a trance, it came to the day when the Du family and the Zhao family married.

For the past few days, Wei Sang has been sharing the bed with He Xuan, and he has never been so close to others before, so he didn't sleep very peacefully the first few nights.Ben was sound asleep early this morning, but he was woken up by a hand that stretched into his obscene clothes and tossed around.

The instigator blinked his eyes, his innocent face made Wei Sang speechless.

It is true that He Xuan did not touch him in the past few days, but those two hands never stayed peacefully in He Xuan's own quilt.

Although he was still a little sleepy, Wei Sang couldn't bear the disturbance, so he got up early.

The previously custom-made clothes have been delivered, and the style and color were chosen by Zhao Ming.He Xuan was dressed in a black robe with red embroidered gold thread piping around the cuffs, and a little pattern on the front of the clothes.Wei Sang's clothes are roughly the same style as his, except that the inner shirt is moon white, the outer shirt is gray green, and the front is embroidered with the same pattern.The fabrics of the two clothes are of good quality, and they are extremely comfortable to wear. I just wait for the night to change to congratulate.According to Wei Sang's thinking, he didn't want to be so luxurious at first, at least as a male favorite, he shouldn't dress like this, but Zhao Wei decided not to lose He Xuan's person, so he decided on this outfit.

But isn't it offensive that child molesters are similar to their master's clothes?Wei Sang was a little apprehensive, but seeing He Xuan seemed very happy, his heart went back to his stomach.

Immediately thinking that Du Yurou got married today, an unknown feeling came over her, she looked listless and listless.

He Xuan could see clearly from the side.

Although today is the day when the Du family and the Zhao family are married, He Xuan can only hurriedly put on the official uniform to deal with official duties before the official government arrives.

This day Wei Sang didn't have the heart to do anything, and he didn't eat anything at noon. He only had a nap under Zhuqiu Qingdong's hands in the afternoon. After all, the wedding was in the evening, and he didn't know how late it would be, so it's better to rest a little earlier.

Just waiting in such a daze until the evening, Wei Sang changed his clothes, the invitations and gifts were all ready, and he just waited for He Xuan to go home and take him with him.

It's just that Zhao Ming planned to accompany him.

Looking at the previous situation, Zhao Ming is not an heir of the Zhao family, and was kicked out of the house by the head of the Zhao family. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to go there?But since Zhao Ming was going, he naturally had no reason to stop him.

Perhaps the one who shouldn't be there is him, Wei Sang.

Looking at the girl I like, who was going to elope and roam the world together, marrying someone else, it's not sad to say that it's a lie if I don't feel useless.But now he has no position to blame fate or others.

It's useless to think too much. Wei Sang was at the door and saw He Xuan's carriage coming from the entrance of the alley. The golden-red sunlight hit the hood of the carriage, shining brightly.The carriage stopped at the door, and He Xuan was wearing black clothes, which seemed to have been changed in the government.He looked down at Wei Sang, opened the curtain with his slender fingers, and stretched out his other hand to pull him into the carriage.

The moment Wei Sang held the hand of the man in front of him, Wei Sang suddenly felt warm in his heart, very warm.

Probably because he was too lazy to see them like this, Zhao Ming sat outside the carriage and acted as a coachman, and didn't want to go in.

It took less than half a stick of incense to arrive at the Zhao Mansion.The family is big and powerful, and there is an endless stream of visitors, the street where Zhao's residence is located is full of people, Zhao Ming finally managed to squeeze the carriage to the door.

"The prefect of Jizhou congratulates you on the arrival of your lord!"

The Zhao family's servants are naturally not too dull, they know the carriages and sedan chairs of important people well, and they will call them by name before the invitation is handed over.

He Xuan opened the curtain and got out of the car, not forgetting to give Wei Sang a hand.

Zhao Ming counted out the prepared congratulatory gifts and handed them to the boy at the door to record them.

The welcoming team hadn't returned yet, and the guests were taken to their corresponding positions by the maids who led the way.As the magistrate, He Xuangui naturally wanted to invite him to the auditorium. Wei Sang had never seen such a show of force, so he had to bow his head and follow behind He Xuan, not daring to say a word.

The Zhao Mansion is worthy of being the richest man's house, and the food and clothing can be seen to be luxurious and expensive.The tables and chairs of huanghuali wood are carved with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, and the cushions on the chairs are all high-quality Suzhou embroidery.Sitting behind He Xuan, Wei Sang saw all the novelties in the Zhao Mansion.After all, He Xuan just became the magistrate, and he is not a corrupt official, so he is naturally not as luxurious as the richest man's family.

Not long after, Zhao Hui came over to exchange greetings with He Xuan, and then blinked at Wei Sang, as if teasing him.

Zhao Ming was also at the side, bowing his head and not responding to Zhao Hui.

It's also strange that Zhao's eldest son didn't say anything, and the second son of the Zhao family was not yet married, so he let the third son get married first. If there was nothing in it, no one would believe it.

But due to power, no one has the courage to ask.

Not long after, the sound of firecrackers sounded outside, it should be the arrival of the bride.Zhao Hui waved his hand and went to work.

The bride has arrived... Wei Sang subconsciously clenched his fists, his nails turning white.After that night, he never saw Du Yurou again.Although he knew that she would marry, and even he had already sat in her wedding hall, there was still a faint sense of unreality.

His Rou'er is really going to marry someone else.

He Xuan, who was sitting in the front row, held the teacup and lowered his head to drink tea, but from the corner of his eyes, he glanced back indiscriminately, saw the white nails of the man behind him, took a big mouthful of tea, and choked it all down his throat before swallowing it in time. He was also afraid that other people would find out, so his face turned red.

Just distracted for a while, the bride has already entered the wedding hall.Guests from all walks of life are ready and waiting to see the wedding ceremony.

Du Yurou was dressed in a robe, pulling Qianhong on one end, and being supported by a maidservant on the other.She was already slender, but the tall and straight Zhao Jia stood beside her, making her even more carefree.

After all, Zhao Jia and Zhao Hui are brothers from the same father.The two were similar in appearance, but Zhao Jia was still a little childish. He looked very spoiled at home, but he was not domineering.Thinking about it, with the two brothers Zhao Ming and Zhao Hui as examples, Zhao Jia is not far behind.

One is gentle and considerate, as beautiful as a flower, and the other is as gentle as jade, as graceful as a painting.Wei Sang thought, there is no better match than this.

I just think that in his whole life, he has been mediocre and can't do anything. The only daring experience he had was elopement, and he was sold out in the end.

In fact, it's not too sad, his life in He Mansion is much better than before, he has enough food and clothing, doesn't have to do hard work, and has people to serve him everywhere.It's just that he feels a little embarrassed that he is a big man and serves others.When he gets old and fading, maybe even before that time, when He Xuan loses interest in him, he will let him go.

Thinking of this, Wei Sang was even more depressed, his heart was at a loss, and he couldn't tell where he felt uncomfortable, but he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Just when he was distracted, the bride and groom had already bowed to heaven and earth, and to the high hall, leaving only the last husband and wife to worship each other.

The wedding hall was quiet, and everyone was waiting for the final ceremony with joy on their faces.

At this moment, as if time stood still, Wei Sang couldn't control his eyes widening, staring straight at Du Yurou kneeling slowly, with Zhao Jia's tall body blocking his eyes.

He can't see anything anymore.

Li Cheng.

From now on, Du Yurou will be Zhao Jia's wife.

And he may never usher in the day of getting married.

Always alone, no father and no mother, no brothers and sisters, no wife and no children.

When he is pale, gray-haired, old, or even withered, no one will accompany him.

"What are you thinking about?"

The hand that was clenched in the sleeve was held by another warm hand.The man's palm was slightly moist, his fingers gently stroked his clenched fist, penetrated into his palm, and interlocked with his fingers.

Wei Sang raised his head, and He Xuan was right in front of him, with clear and soft eyes.

"Huh?" Wei Sang didn't react.

"We're going to the banquet, Mr. Wei." Zhao Ming reminded from the side, "Master He must sit at the head."

Wei Sang just woke up like a dream, so he naturally wanted to follow He Xuan to the table.

He Xuan probably saw that he was easily distracted today, so he kept holding him until he was seated.

Originally, the chief was supposed to be the place where the relatives of the two in-laws sat, but as the magistrate, He Xuan had a different status, so naturally he couldn't arrange the second place, and Zhao Hui, the second son of the Zhao family, had a good relationship with He Xuan, so he became the chief of relatives and friends.

What Wei Sang didn't know was that the Zhao family was prosperous, and many people wanted to get closer to He Xuan through today. Even if they got a half-time official position, it was better than being unable to get ahead in the family.Therefore, most of the people at this table are the most outstanding among the side boys.Some are talented, and some are handsome.If literary talents are not favored, it would be nice to be able to climb onto He Xuan's bed.Because of the marriage between the Du and Zhao families, everyone here knows who Wei Sang is. Since Mr. He can accept Wei Sang as a male favourite, he can naturally accept them as child prostitutes.What's more, they are all young masters, none of them are more literary and interesting than a servant.

Coupled with the fact that He Xuan is already outstandingly talented and superficially gentle and handsome, everyone present felt that it was a blessing to be selected by Mr. He.

How could Wei Sang know so much, and he didn't care about other people's chatting, he put some food on the table as soon as the table started, and when the food was almost finished, he found that He Xuan was watching him secretly, holding a glass of wine in his hand, with the corner of his mouth curled up. The narrow smile must be laughing at him.

Before he could react, a young man stood up across the table.Fair and delicate, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, very handsome, with a youthful feeling in his gestures, but with a charming style.

"Today is my cousin's big day. With such a beautiful day, let's have some fun." The boy's voice collided like jade, and the timbre was like water, clear and clear.

"Then what are you talking about?"

Everyone knows that what they play is to express themselves and to arouse Mr. He's mind.

"It's better to come to Fei Hua Ling. Anyone who can't answer will have to drink. What do you think, Mr. He?"

The young man looked at He Xuan, the amorous expression in his eyes was about to overflow.

Wei Sang looked at He Xuan, and then at everyone present, feeling at a loss.

He was a servant before, and he didn't read much, so he didn't even know what Fei Hua Ling was. Even if he knew, he would know that it must be elegant after listening to these young masters, and he definitely couldn't tell.

"The guest does as he pleases." He Xuan had no expression on his face, but what he said meant that he agreed.

It's just that there is a bit of sincerity, it's really hard to say, but it's just for Zhao Hui's face.