"Paper cutting."

Mrs. Pei looked at the newlyweds with a smile. Pei Yanzhi stood with his hands behind his hands and answered Xie Quyan's question.

"What? What kind of gift is this???" Xie Quyan looked confused, not understanding but shocked.

Pei Yanzhi said nothing, his eyes were calm.

The Queen Mother's eyes filled with tears, Xia Fu was busy comforting her, Liang Xiuyun stood aside, very elegant, Cha Qiu's eyebrows were calm, and she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Yang Zhihua and Zhong Cao stood together, holding their fat and white son in their arms. The child's black grape-like eyes stared curiously at the newcomer, giggling.

The parrot quacked: "Happy wedding." The falcon flew up after hearing the bone whistle and looked at it with disgust, noble and cold.

More aristocratic families and common people all had wedding candies to witness this grand wedding with their own eyes.

"Please give the newlyweds three bows and nine kowtows——"

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Xie Xun and Meng Tangan knelt down together and kowtowed three times.

"Two thanks to Gaotang!"

The two of them faced Liu Zhu and kowtowed three times.

"Couple greetings!"

They faced each other, wearing their wedding clothes and tying their wrists with red rope.

The red hijab was lowered, and Meng Tang'an vaguely saw the figure opposite him. He was dignified, dignified, and high-spirited. He was the king of her life. No matter how steady his heartbeat was, it became faster at this moment, and his palms became sweaty. He kowtowed.<

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"I'm here, don't be afraid." While everyone was shouting, he looked at her alone, seeing her dressed up, looking at her phoenix crown, seeing her marrying him, and comforted him in a low voice, a voice that only she could hear.

Peace of mind.

"My heart is happy." she said.

"The ceremony is completed——"

They bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and got married!

In full view of everyone, with a crowd of friends, he expressed his hidden love to the fullest.

Xie Xun drank a lot of wine tonight, with arrogant eyebrows and a hint of drunkenness. He walked into the wedding room step by step, leaned against the door, looked at the figure in front of the bed, and felt that this life was enough.

How many times have I been careful not to even think about the scene in my dreams?

"Tangtang." He walked up to her step by step and lifted her hijab with his own hands.

Meng Tang'an looked up at him, smiled, and then his eyes moved and others guessed.

The two of them drank a glass of wine together, both smelling of peach blossoms.

When the peach blossoms bloomed this year, he took her home.

It’s March 16th, and the wedding ceremony is about to take place.

It’s a mutual love that goes deep and deep.

…

Meng Tangan had a dream.

It’s extremely long, like half a lifetime.

In the dream, there are great mountains and rivers, the city of Chang'an is prosperous, and everything is developing in a good direction.

No one knew that in the village at the foot of the mountain thousands of miles away, young children were huddled next to the stove, ragged, skinny, and so fragile that they would die at any time.

Seven years ago, during the chaos in Nanliang Palace, Princess Buhua and her newly born little princess died in the fire.

What the world didn’t know was that the little princess was not dead. She was taken out of the palace by the maid, and fled all the way. She suffered a lot of hardships, and fell into the trap of Tian Meng Village, from which she could no longer escape.

The princess who was supposed to be a golden girl became a slave of the Wei family due to twists and turns of fate. From the moment she became conscious, she lived a life of being insulted and beaten endlessly without relief.

When she was seven years old, a trafficker offered to buy her, and the Wei family immediately sold her...

As soon as the scene changed, the sunlight tore through the darkness, piercing people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

She ran and ran on the mountain road. She ran a long way and fell several times. She was exhausted, but she did not dare to stop. Behind her were the traffickers chasing her.

Where should she go?

She doesn't know either.

Until she fell down at the boy's feet and let out a cub's cry: "Help me."

I don’t know whose boy has just grown up, his body is straight, he is very noble, his red clothes are green and he is unruly.

The sun was too dazzling, and she couldn't see his face clearly, no matter how hard she tried to open her eyes.

It was a wonderful feeling. Meng Tangan knew that she was dreaming, and the person in the dream seemed to be her. She couldn't struggle or wake up, and watched everything happen, like a long process of suffocation at the bottom of the sea, unable to escape drowning.

He extended his hand to her.

The fate of this life is so involved, we have met countless times and missed each other countless times.

"Please, don't hurt him. Please, I'll go with you, ah——!"

The young man was alone, but he stood in front of her without hesitation.

The girl knelt on the ground and begged frantically. She was kicked away hard by the trafficker. Her head was covered with blood and she was as thin as a handful of bones. She watched helplessly as the young man sank into the turbulent river. At the last second, he was still following her.

She said: "Run quickly."

The sunlight makes people unable to open their eyes, making them dizzy, and the world falls into darkness.

She rolled down the cliff and hit her head on the rock. She woke up the next night.

Deadly silence late at night.

The little girl in the muddy white dress staggered on the mountain road and instinctively walked along the riverside. She seemed to be thinking about someone and couldn't remember clearly.

She only knew that a very important person fell into the river, and she wanted to find him!

Her vision was blurry, and she could see the silhouette of a young man in the middle of the night from a distance, but she couldn't see the face clearly. A hint of careful joy emerged in her eyes, and she murmured unclearly: "Brother... thank you."

As he finished speaking, he fainted. His white dress was stained with blood and hung by the river, like a butterfly with broken wings, drowning in the dark night.

"Young Master, why is this man covered in blood? Leave it alone and leave quickly."

Lin Zhengyuan stopped: "She just... seemed to be calling me!"

Later.

She was bought back by Lin Zhengyuan.

"What's your name?"

"I forgot."

"From now on, you will be the secret guard of the Lin family."

"Okay."

The seven-year-old child injured her head and could not remember anything. She only knew that Lin Zhengyuan saved her and he was her benefactor in this life.

He almost lost his life for her and died in the river.

So her life.

They all belong to Lin Zhengyuan!

She was like a piece of blank paper, approaching timidly, her eyes full of dependence.

Lin Zhengyuan brought her to see blood, killed people, and made her the knife that stabbed Xie Xun.

When Meng Tangan was seventeen.

Early autumn, the ninth day of September.

"You have a new mission."

"Kill Xie Xun!"

They are circulating in a dead end and will never end well.

Meng Tang'an carefully planned a scam and got close to Xie Xun in every possible way. In the dark night of Chang'an City, in the lonely deep alley, he knelt in front of Xu Beihou: "Help me."

The man was high up, his features and eyes were hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.

No problem.

She already knows.

He is her assassination target.

That year, no one recognized anyone.

Later, Meng Tangan really became the only woman around Xu Beihou who was not close to women.

Xie Xun asked for a marriage for her, resisted all the pressure of the world, wrote three etiquettes, and married her!

He never said a word about loving her.

But he loves her from the bottom of his heart.

The young man is full of romance in the capital and sees all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

He took her riding a horse and drinking, chatting, even the tips of his eyebrows were full of madness.
Chapter completed!