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Fu Huang sat in the bridal chamber. He lifted the red cap and looked at the flickering red candle light. He could not help but sigh. It was not that Xiao Ming Yuan's words had not touched her.

Being moved, but what could he do?

He was a proud son of heaven, a Heavenly Emperor. Even if there weren't 3000 beauties in the harem, there were at least a few. Not to mention the childhood sweethearts who grew up with him, the two of them had a deep love for each other.

Fushe hated trouble the most, especially emotional trouble.

In that case, dodging was the simplest method.

"My wife, why did you lift your head?" Ren Yun Xing pushed open the door and entered. Under the light of the candle, he was swaying back and forth, looking as gentle as water.

"Are you drunk?"

"It is unlucky to have your head covered. Do you want to curse me to die?" Ren Yun Xing used the hood to cover her again, forcefully pressing her hand down. "Shh, my wife, there's someone peeping from the roof, don't tell me you want him to see that we're pretending to be husband and wife?"

The only thing Fu Huang could do was to lower his hand and allow Ren Yun Xing to cover her head. It was likely that Xiao Ming Yuan would not easily compromise and would definitely investigate in detail.

Since he had already done it, he would act out the entire play.

There was no one on the roof. Xiao Ming Yuan had long since caught hold of the woodshed, how could he let those unrelated people disturb his wedding night?

Holding the jade ruyi and raising the veil, time seemed to stop at this moment. He had never thought of marrying Fu Huang, but now Fu Li had become his wife.

He had to thank that person. At the very least, he had to give him a huge gift.

"My wife, the Joyous Wine." Ren Yun Xing held onto his wine and drank two cups of wine, "Fifty year old Nu Er Hong."

Fu Huang was about to refuse, but upon hearing that it was a 50 year old Nu Er Hong, he couldn't help but accept it. 50 years old, the longest time limit was 30 years old. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Do I have to drink it?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to."

Just as Ren Yun Xing wanted to pour the wine, he was pulled back by the middle-aged man, "Drink, why don't you drink."

Crossing their arms, the two of them looked up and down.

Joyous together, happy for the rest of his life, Ren Yun Xing gave a light smile.

Fu Huang sighed. "Aye, fifty years of wine is indeed different. Is there anything else?"

"Yes."

He refilled her glass and looked at the large jug of wine on the floor out of the corner of his eye. Fifty years of aging should be around 69 degrees, and one night of drinking would be enough.

"It's delicious, it's delicious." The more he drank, the more excited he became. One cup after another, Ren Yun Xing poured himself a cup.

And he was very obedient.

"Ren Yun Xing, you're really good. You hid it really well. If Feng Man Lou had not leaked the information, I would not even know that you are the pavilion master of the Seven Killing Pavilion, which is renowned throughout the world. "

"Small but small in the forest, big and large in the city. This is a deep essence of yours. " Then, there was another quiver. She had also heard of the Seven Killing Pavilion.

Although they were both satisfied with their resistance, they could not live together. Putting aside the fact that the Seven Killing Pavilion possessed the secret language of the imperial government, just this gigantic organization of the martial arts world was enough to give the imperial government a headache.

When the people of the dynasty wanted to stabilize their sovereignty, they had to eliminate the Seven Killing Pavilion first.

In this way, would her days be dangerous?

"Damn, Ren Yun Xing, can I leave you tomorrow?" To escape from prison, why didn't he think of this?

"I'm afraid it's too late."

"Then how many people know that you're the pavilion master of the Seven Killing Pavilion?"

"A lot of people know about it."

"Like who?" Fu Huang grimaced in pain. That fellow had wanted to destroy Seven Killing Pavilion a long time ago, then drag her along with him.

The gains don't make up for the losses.

"Feng Man Lou."

"Kill him!" Fu Zhen bared his teeth. "Anyway, he is not a good person. If he were to surrender to the imperial government, wouldn't we be finished?"

She had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den. Why was her life so tragic?

I need to drink more to calm my nerves.

The more he drank, the better he felt. Ren Yun Xing saw that she was almost done drinking, and he still acted as if nothing had happened. His face was not red, as expected, his reputation as a wine jug did not come for nothing.

The idea of intoxicating her was unlikely.

"Time to sleep."

Ren Yun Xing decided to give up on his wrong way to kidnap his. He didn't think that Fushe would stand up, licking his lips, and point at Ren Yun Xing. "If you're ugly, you sleep first.

Was he drunk? Ren Yun Xing frowned!

"Big rivers flows eastward, stars in the sky form the Big Dipper, hehehe, Big Dipper, you have everything …" Fu Huang slammed the table and stood up, his eyes were blurry, the wine was truly there, he looked at Ren Yun Xing, then smiled with his enchanting eyes: "Little demoness."

Fu Huang grabbed his wine cup and rushed towards Ren Yun Xing, falling into his embrace.

He supported the woman who reeked of alcohol and let out a long sigh. It wasn't because she was drunk, but because if she was drunk, no one would notice her as long as she didn't move.

She carried Fushe and placed him on the wedding bed. Seeing her drunk appearance, she felt that he was somewhat adorable.

"The eyes of a lover are like those of a westerner, the ancients truly do not bully me." Ren Yun Xing laid on the side of the bed and pushed her broken hair behind his ears. If it was another woman like that, he would definitely not take another look.

However, it was her who felt somewhat satisfied.

"My wife, it's getting late. It's time to go to bed." Ren Yun Xing quietly whispered in her ear, "If you don't say anything, I'll treat it as you agreeing."

This was the purpose of pouring her a glass of wine.

He blowed out the kerosene lamp and lay down on the bed. Then, he was kicked off the bed.

Ren Yun Xing laid on the ground, painfully climbing back up, he did not defend against the kick to his waist, he was trying to kill his husband. Looking at her messy sleeping posture, he finally sighed and bound her arms and legs, hugging his tightly and unable to move.

"This time, I won't be able to harm your husband."

He closed his eyes in satisfaction.

The next morning, the birds kept chirping non-stop. The sun had already reached three rods, and Fu Huang felt itchy in his nose. He suddenly sneezed and slowly woke up.

He rubbed his nose and sat up.

Stretching, another perfect day, he turned to see a naked man lying on the floor beside him, his clothes strewn all over the floor, the remains of a table.

Fu Huang suddenly widened his eyes, and kicked Ren Yun Xing off the ground, wrapping the cup tightly, he shouted: "Ren Yun Xing!"

Raising the blanket, her innocence? Her innocence!

Fortunately, Ren Yun Xing woke up before she did and avoided his vicious kick. He stood up from the ground: "Hey, my wife, why are you calling me your husband?"

"Wifey, you sister's son, what did you do to me, Ren Yun Xing!" What the hell, on his wedding night?

Could it be that it was going to end just like that?

Was he, was he?

"Then I'll have to ask you what you did to me!" Ren Yun had a sullen look on his face, his bare upper body still had a few obvious scratches.

They were all masterpieces.

"What, what can I do?" Fushe's eyes flickered. 'Could it be that I, a hungry wolf pouncing on a sheep, am going to pounce on him.'

"You can do much more." Ren Yun Xing purposely stepped forward, and pointed at the wound …

"What nonsense are you spouting? Go out." He got off the bed and chased him out without saying a word.

Leaning against the door, I'll go.

But he couldn't remember anything after drinking some alcohol last night, and this body didn't feel anything at all. It didn't seem like someone who had done that before.

"My wife, I don't care then, it's just that there are so many people in the courtyard. It's really embarrassing to not have any clothes on." Ren Yun Xing stood at the door.

Those servants and gardeners who cleaned the courtyard early in the morning stared at Ren Yun Xing with their mouths agape.

Only then did Fu Huang remember that he was still naked. He immediately picked up the clothes on the ground and was about to throw them out when he saw someone at the door. The dubious gazes of the surrounding people made her ears turn red. How was she going to be a person in the future? Drinking wine was a misdirection, and beauties were a misdirection.

She pulled him back.

He threw the clothes on top of him. What the hell was this?

Ren Yun Xing put on his clothes, his body was indeed pulled from last night. With such a poor sleeping posture and him sleeping with Fu Feng, that brat probably suffered a lot of punches and kicks.

"Young Master, Madam, you've finally woken up. The madame has been waiting for a long time, she wants me to ask when you can go serve some tea." Xiao Cui who was at the door lowered her head in joy.

Young Master, Madam has such a good relationship.

Now, the madame should be at ease. She had been busy with matters regarding the young duke's marriage these past few days and had suffered quite a bit.

"Got it, you go over first." Fu Huang felt even more embarrassed. He had already forgotten the most important matter.

After half an incense worth of time, Fu Huang followed behind Ren Yun Xing, moving forward step by step.

The thing he was most afraid of was dealing with old people, especially old people. He always felt that something wasn't right when he said it.

"Do we have to meet the young duke Ren?"

"Do you want to be the first wife in history to not serve tea? "Don't worry, my grandmother is easy to get along with. My uncle and aunt are also easy to get along with and not my parents. What are you worried about? Are you saying that she's married to me and wants to be a good granddaughter-in-law?"

"F * ck you, marrying you is forcing me to marry you. There's no other way. Although we'll part ways in a year, I still have to do my duty."

Ren Yun Xing frowned slightly. Married to him and still wanted to break off from him?

"It's your job to follow me."

Ren Yun Xing reached out his hand to grab hold of Fu Huang's hand.

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"Can't you even hold my own wife?" Ren Yun Xing forcefully held onto Fushe's hand and said softly, "There are so many people watching, even if we are getting married, it would look like we are getting married."

Tsk.

Fu Huang rolled his eyes and let Ye Zichen lead the way.

In the main hall, the old madam sat at the top of the hall, followed by the county magistrate and his wife.

"Grandmother, uncle, aunt, good morning." Ren Yun Xing smiled.

"It's still early morning. It's already noon." The Su's sitting below covered his mouth and laughed, "Alright, you're right. You should take your time and cherish your wife. There are some things that you should take care of."

Fu Huang's face reddened. Su's's words were so exposed …