064 robbing women

Three days later, Murong Xueyan thought of countless ways and felt that it would not work. By the third day, the deadline had come. She handed over the affairs of the beauty salon to a makeup artist who usually looked safe and took care of them, and went to Jia's house alone.

A few days ago, she lied to Duan Haoran that she had thought of a way, saying that her fiance would come back to save her, which coaxed Duan Haoran to go back to teach at ease.

With his strength, how can he fight against the Jia family? What's more, because of the regretful marriage incident, his relationship with the Jia family can be regarded as hot as water and fire...

Now that the matter has reached this point, how to face it should be borne by her alone. Other people should not be involved in this right and wrong, especially Xiurong.

According to what was written in the letter, Murong Xueyan knew that what she should go to was Jia Jiabieyuan. Before leaving, she still had a fluke in mind, looking forward to the miracle of perhaps omnipotent Traceless to help her escape from danger, just like last time.

So, before going out, she still told the makeup artist her whereabouts, saying that if the one came back to find her, she would tell him that she had gone to the other garden in Jia Wanliang in the west of the city.

Every step is so difficult. Murong Xueyan really feels that she is about to marry a lustful old man as a concubine! But now, what can she do but compromise?

After walking for a long time, he finally came to the door of Jia Jiabie Garden. Murong Xueyan looked up and saw the three words "Shui Yuexuan" in her eyes.

Shui Yuexuan, with such a poetic name, is it going to bury her happiness today?

"There is no way out", this is her current situation.

Murong Xueyan knocked on the copper ring on the door, and the two little men came out to open the door. When they saw her, they rushed in to report the news.

Jia Wanliang walked out leisurely, put his hand behind him, and smiled coldly: "Miss Murong, do you understand?"

"Yes, I figured it out. Please release Xiurong immediately." Murong Xueyan said with certainty.

"It's really refreshing." Jia Wanliang smiled and clapped his hands, and two maids came out with Xiurong. After not seeing each other for a few days, Xiu Yongxu was so worried that he actually lost a lot of weight. At the sight of Murong Xueyan, he almost cried out: "Xueyan..."

"It's all right. Xiurong, you can go back."

"I can go back, so what about you? What about you?"

"I can handle it." Murong Xueyan smiled indifferently.

"Little girl, if you don't go back, if I change my mind, I will sell you to Yixiangyuan immediately!" Jia Wanliang threatened fiercely.

Xiurong hesitated for a long time, and finally raised his step and walked out of the gate of Beiyuan.

2

Jia Wanliang happily ordered people to decorate the wedding hall, and the place of marriage was set in this other garden where Jia's wife and concubine could not come.

No relatives or friends, no guests.

Murong Xueyan was taken to dress up and change clothes by the maid. The phoenix crown on the top of her head was so heavy that she couldn't breathe, and the big red wedding dress pierced her eyes.

Suddenly, I remembered the scene of my marriage with Nangong Yi.

At that time, I didn't entrust my heart to him, but now, I put on my wedding clothes again and marry someone who doesn't want to marry at all.

I think of that poem again - sometimes there must be something in life, and there is no time to force it in life. She had to admit that this time, it was fate.

"Generally, if a large family takes a concubine, it must be a small sedan chair in blue and enter from the side. It's really a blessing for you to treat you like this. A maid said enviously.

Blessed? Blessing! It's too late for her to be unlucky! This is called the gutter overturning the boat, the tiger falling in Pingyang, and the dragon swimming in the shallows. The most unfortunate thing in life is this!

If this is in Beiqi, she is at least the prime minister's daughter and the daughter of the empress dowager. These two identities make ordinary people dare not touch her. Now, when I came to this unfamiliar Eastern Wei Dynasty, I was about to marry an old man who was old enough to be my father!

It seems that there is only one way to do it when worshipping.

"I'm a little hungry. Can you help me find something to eat?" Murong Xueyan changed her way to open the maid who was with her.

"No, the master told me to follow you step by step." The maid was very stubborn and ignored her.

Without a plan, Murong Xueyan simply took out her grandmother's money: "If I'm so hungry that I don't have the strength to worship, you can't get rid of it!" Besides, I'm going to be your new aunt soon. At least I'm half a master. How dare you neglect me like this?"

"I dare not." The girl's wooden face still has no expression.

Then Jia Wanliang probably prevented her from doing this and made such a wooden maid that could not be negotiated in half a sentence to send her.

It's tough enough!

"What's that outside?" Murong Xueyan deliberately pointed out of the window. The maid glanced out in the direction of her fingers.

After a while, Murong Xueyan quickly picked up a pair of scissors on the table and hid the scissors in her sleeves.

"It's almost time. You can go to the church." The maid helped Murong Xueyan up and went out.

It is full of maids inside and outside. Naturally, it is impossible to escape. Murong Xueyan only has one purpose at the moment: she would rather die than let this Jia Wanliang take advantage of it! Of course, before she dies, she still has to let go and try to escape from this damn place!

She made up her mind. She was covered with a maid and helped her outside. Jia Wanliang waited happily. Seeing Murong Xueyan being helped out, he looked at her with joy. Seeing her approaching gracefully, she was graceful, and she couldn't help but be infatuated.

The ceremonial officer was Jia Shan, who was responsible for the business of Jia's beauty salon. At this time, he was procrastinating and singing, "The auspicious time has come - the bride and groom worship -"

Murong Xueyan was helped to Jia Wanliang's side, and only Jia Shan's voice was heard in her ear: "A worship of heaven and earth--"

She was reluctant to kowtow, and the maid next to her pressed her head down.

Later, I listened to Jia Shan sing: "Second worship high hall--"

"My master's high court has long been gone, and there is no high court to worship. This worship is free. Let's worship directly to the husband and wife!" Jia Wan said two words.

"Well, just go straight - husband and wife -" Jia Shan was almost laughed out loud by his master's anxious look.

The word "bye" had not been said, and a man suddenly heard a loud voice, "Wait!"

"Is it him?" This voice is too much like a person, which makes Murong Xueyan have a strong illusion. How could it be him? Isn't he in Qixing? He can't know her whereabouts, and he can't leave everything here!

"Who are you? How did you get in? Jia Wanliang, who has always been calm, also panicked.

The man said with obvious disdain in his voice, "Just these wine bags and rice bags in your house deserve to fight with me!"

"So, what are you doing here? Today is my happy day. If you come to drink the wedding wine, the master can reward you with a cup. If you don't come to drink the wedding wine, you have something big to do, and I will wait until I finish worshipping you!" Jia Wan's tone was very conceited, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Jia Wanliang, you robbed the people's daughter and forced people to worship. Do you still have the king's law in your eyes?" This is Duan Haoran's voice.

Then, the previous man should have been a helper found by Duan Haoran. The voice is so imaginative, maybe it's a coincidence, it's just a coincidence...

"King's Law?! Do you also deserve to talk to me about the king's law? Let me tell you, in this Haozhou City, I am the king!" Jia Wanliang smiled arrogantly and shouted harshly, "Give them all up and take down these two people!"

"You even dare to touch my wife. You are really impatient to live!" The previous man suddenly said angrily. Murong Xueyan only heard the sound of the wind. The man had already bullied him. She saw his feet just a short distance away.

How can this sound be so familiar? And he even called her "wife"...

Murong Xueyan suddenly lifted the cover and looked up at the person.

It's him. Nangong Yi has been in trouble for several months. She wants to forget her lover who she can't forget. The person who loves the most and hurts the most...

She stared at him and didn't know what day it was. Farewell until now, let's meet again, the vicissitudes of life.

How long does it take to look at each other like this? It made them forget what kind of separation there was in the middle.

See you again when you see the old face, and when you think of the old times, how much love, can't be cut, and the reason is still messy.

She thought she had forgotten, but she still remembered that at the moment she saw him, every sentence and every plot were so clear, vaguely yesterday.

"You..." The red lips opened slightly, but it was hard to say a word.

What should she say about such a long separation? She noticed that he was thin, his face was haggard and dusty, and the tip of his navy blue shoes was still covered with dust.

His eyes were so deep, as deep as a lake. When she looked at it, it was as if she had been swept into a whirlpool and could no longer go ashore.

"Sier." He touched his fingertips on her face and muttered as if no one was around, "It's really you."

Murong Xueyan looked at him in a shrug, but still didn't know what to say. He left him for a while, but now when we meet again, it is such a dramatic scene. If he comes later, I'm afraid he won't even see her.

"Who are you? How dare you be too tampered with my tenth aunt!" Jia Wanliang looked at the movements of the two people, and he was so angry that he seemed to be crazy. What is the beginning of this man? He dares to call Murong Xueyan his wife and is also intimate with her. According to his investigation at that time, Murong Xueyan was the daughter of the Prime Minister of the Northern Qi and had married the King Jing of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Could it be...

"Shut up!" Nangong Yi was furious, bowed left and right, and slapped Jia Wan twice.

"Do you dare to hit me?" Jia Wanliang covered his cheeks and was even more angry, "Jia Shan, go and call all the guardians in the house, Jia Shan..."

"It's time to fight!" Nangong Yi punched Jia Wan in two mouths. Jia Wan felt a burst of sweetness in his mouth, and his two teeth were interrupted.

With a "poof", Jia Wanliang spit out a mouthful of blood and two broken teeth, staggered up from the ground, pointing to Nangong Yi, but no longer dared to squeak.