The new house is quiet, and you can vaguely hear the festive and lively sounds outside, which has a kind of quiet charm in the noise.

Mo Xiaodie sat quietly for a while, but finally couldn't help it. She lifted the red veil and the room was indeed empty.

She is familiar with this room because she had only been here not long ago. This is Xiao Churui's room. At this time, the room was also full of joy. The bed she was sitting on was replaced with a new big red mandarin duck auspicious pattern bedding cover, which was sprinkled with gold, silver, peanuts, mixed fruits and other things.

She sighed lightly, remembering what Wei Ziqing said in her ear when she combed her hair, "Originally we didn't have hope, but Xiao Erlang just didn't believe you... it's gone. He said that many wonderful things have happened to you, and this time, it will definitely happen again.

The eldest princess's mansion has prepared a marriage matter and said that she will get married as soon as you come back.

Now in Nanping Hou Mansion, you know that the family is not married and even committed treason. The eldest princess's mansion has no disgust. Your brother-in-law and I don't want to say anything. There is already a marriage contract between you and Xiao Erlang. If that happened to you, you would have been going to marry...

Ziyi, as your elder sister, I hope that you can have a happy and secure second half of your life. My elder sister doesn’t want to mention the past, and I will give you to Xiao Erlang. My elder sister and your brother-in-law will rest assured."

Mo Xiaodie's heart was slightly moist. During the Shen Qiange period, she had also engaged to her childhood sweetheart Lin Jiannan, but in the end, Lin Jiannan cheated on another female disciple of their Tingyin Pavilion, giving her a shameless person.

At that time, she was unwilling to believe it, so she ran to question Lin Jiannan. Lin Jiannan said with a heartache: "Qiange, you are too strong, too... too strong, I can't raise my head in front of you. The Lord of the Pavilion likes you and wants to pass the throne to you. The disciples in the Pavilion all admire you and respect you.

But I am just an ordinary man! I also hope to protect my woman and be needed by my woman! Qiange, I don’t like you, but I’m too tired to be with you!”

At that time, she was so angry that she wanted to chop this bitch, but she couldn't bear to leave her friendship for so many years and beat him up to a bruised face. Later, the adulterer was driven out by the Pavilion Master on the grounds of insulting the family, and she no longer had the intention to get married.

It’s not that she loses the ability to love her lover after being injured, but that she thinks it’s nothing if she doesn’t get married. She has so many brothers and sisters, and so many disciples, and her life is fulfilling and happy.

She never thought that she would meet Xiao Churui later. She once made a lot of efforts to get married with him, and she firmly believed in her heart that he was worth it.

But now it's different. Although she has already sat in this new house, her mood has changed. If Xiao Churui insists on being with her, it means that he must accept everything about her as Shen Qiange-

Her hatred, and the dangers she may face.

Mo Xiaodie is not a self-willed person. Since she has reached this point, it is meaningless to stay away from him and stay away from Wei Ziyi. However, Xiao Churui has the right to choose.

Just then, there was only a "squeak" sound.

Xiao Churui, dressed in red, walked in and saw her sitting by the bed beautifully. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes seemed to be a little confused, and she slowly walked towards her.

This was the first time Mo Xiaodie saw Xiao Churui wearing red clothes. He had white skin and delicate facial features. He could suppress such a bright red color, which also made him look more handsome and elegant. He even hooked out the bright color that had been suppressed by the cold air on his body.

At this time, his smile seemed to have a hook, hooking Mo Xiaodie's heart. Mo Xiaodie couldn't help but blush slightly, turned her head away, and she felt a little shy as a new bride.

As he approached, she suddenly smelled a smell of alcohol and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "Xiao Churui, are you drinking?"

"Well..." The man responded slightly, suddenly leaned against the edge of the bed, reached out and grabbed her over, hugged her tightly in his arms, and laughed, "Madam, you are finally my wife..."

There was a rare silly sound in the voice.

Mo Xiaodie remembered the serious business and tried her best to struggle, "Xiao Churui, I have something to say to you..."

The man in front of him seemed to have not heard it, holding her shoulder and gently lifting her up, frowned and looked at her and said, "Madam, why did you lift the red veil by yourself? This should be something for your husband."

As he said that, he picked up the red veil on the bed and wanted to cover her again. Mo Xiaodie complained, this childish ghost! He struggled and begged for mercy, "Xiao Churui, I really have something to tell you..."

Suddenly, Xiao Churui's movements stopped and looked at her with a serious expression. Mo Xiaodie was stunned, thinking that he had finally listened to her words. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly pulled him up and walked to the table in the small hall.

"No, I should drink Heiyu at this time."

Mo Xiaodie endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help but kick a drunkard down on the chair. Before he could react, he bullied himself over, supported the corner of the table with both hands, circled him in the middle, and said viciously: "Let me say it first!"

The man in front of him was slightly stunned, his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked very innocent. Mo Xiaodie's heart beat, and he was reflecting on whether he was too much, so his waist tightened and he was already hugged by the man.

And his face was buried...

Mo Xiaodie felt that the heat on her face soared rapidly. Xiao's method of playing a gangster after marriage became more and more outrageous! Just as she was about to get angry, she suddenly heard the man's clear and hoarse voice and said, "I don't want to listen..."

Mo Xiaodie was stunned and saw him slightly raised his head, looking at her with his phoenix eyes as if he could capture his soul, "Do you want to leave me again?"

Mo Xiaodie was dizzy by the erotic scene and the slight numbness of her body. Damn, how can she talk like this! She pushed him away without saying a word, walked to the other side of the relatively safe table and sat down, her face tightened slightly, "No, you must listen."

Seeing the man's eyes sinking instantly, she hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't want to leave you."

This time, she handed over the power of choice to him.

The red candles in the room were burning their lives wantonly, making slight bursts from time to time.

Mo Xiaodie and Xiao Churui separated a small ebony round table and slowly, little by little, told him everything he had not told him about Mo Xiaodie and what he had told him now about Shen Qiange.

Xiao Churui's face went from being gloomy to being serious at the beginning, and then he kept his appearance, his eyes slightly drooping and his thin lips slightly pursed.

He listened quietly without interrupting or asking questions, but Mo Xiaodie became more and more uneasy.

She believed in Xiao Churui, so she told him everything.

But these things are too shocking for an ancient man who was born and raised?
Chapter completed!