Time falls one day later.

Xu Jia sat in the sedan chair, looking at her fair and tender hands in disbelief, and a storm wave was stirred up in her eyes.

"Miss." The sudden voice outside pulled her blank thoughts back.

"I have hidden two osmanthus cakes. If you are hungry, you will first cushion your stomach."

The sound was Mo Xiang, her dowry maid.

Xu Jia reached out and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair by one corner, and saw the beaded hairpin with a happy color on Mo Xiang's head.

That was worn by the little girl herself before she went out.

The big red wedding sedan chair, the heavy phoenix crown, the loud rituals and music of gongs and drums, and the sound of firecrackers, all reminded her that she was back.

But he just returned to the day when he just married Tang Yuan.

Thinking of his cheated marriage in his previous life and being imprisoned in the cage of the Tang family, he suffered humiliation. God loved him for a lifetime and he still repeated the same mistake and wanted to marry into the Tang family.

Xu Jia couldn't help but smile bitterly, and his heart felt cold. Could it be that this is fate?

The sound of ink fragrance outside continued.

After accepting the fact of rebirth, Xu Jia had calmed down and replied to her in a low voice, "I'm not hungry, you can keep it."

Thinking of something, Xu Jia asked again: "Mo Xiang, is there any news from the General's Mansion transmitted back?"

Mo Xiang looked puzzled, "What is the news that the lady is referring to?"

Xu Jia's throat was a little choked.

In her previous life, my grandmother disappeared on the day she got married. For this reason, Tang Yuan asked her to stay alone in the empty room on the wedding night and go to meet her widowed sister-in-law on the grounds that it was not appropriate to be loyal to her family.

Thinking of the past, Xu Jia smiled and mocked her. She was a scholarly family who passed on poetry and rituals to pass on family traditions, and a new Tanhualang who was well-read in poetry and books, knows rituals and rituals.

Hearing the low laughter in the sedan chair, Mo Xiang had a cold sweat for no reason, and she stumbled: "Little... Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Jia smiled so much that his eyes were sore, and he held the veil of the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang in both hands and said he was happy.

It is indeed a pleasure to marry a scholarly family that is not polite and polite, and should marry a Tang family with many admirers.

That's what she thought in her previous life.

However, as soon as she got out of the sedan chair, the news of her mother's family came, and reality slapped her in the face.

The reason why Tang Yuan asked to marry her was just to pave the way for his wife to pass the house.

And she is the wife personally selected by her sister-in-law Jiang Qingyu for Tang Yuan.

It’s just because the girl in the generals is simple and doesn’t have to worry about dealing with it, so she can be easily grasped in the future.

Her father Xu Guangfu is not good at women, and has only had one wife and one concubine for many years. The concubine is weak and has been kept in another village for many years. It is rare to come back. The back of the Xu family is in a clear and bright house.

Growing up in such a home, Xu Jia naturally couldn't learn any private methods, and he was inevitably honest with others.

Jiang Qingyu took advantage of this honesty, and on the surface she was as close as a sister, stabbed her in a backbone, trampling her into a land of no return and ended until she died.

...

The sound of firecrackers crackling came from outside again. Xu Jia stripped his mind from the past and let the happy media take him down, crossed the saddle, passed the brazier, worshiped the high hall, and entered the new house.

These things that I experienced in my previous life are now done again. Without expectation and joy, I will not be nervous and nervous.

The moment he lifted the veil, Xu Jia and Tang Yuan looked at each other.

It’s no wonder that he was chosen as a Tanhualang. Tang Yuan’s good looks, coupled with his full talent, could naturally make the girl fascinated.

While she was looking at Tang Yuan, the other party was also looking at her.

Tang Yuanlue was a little surprised when he didn't see Xu Jia showing his admiration and shy eyes.

Logically speaking, his appearance can cause a sensation everywhere, and Xu Jia is his admirer, so he should not be indifferent.

Quickly curling his emotions, Tang Yuan put down the golden scale rod that was lifting the veil and said lightly, "You sit first, I'll send someone some food later."

With just one command, there will be no shadow.

Xu Jia thought about the fact that she had been waiting for a night with an empty stomach in her previous life in order not to be rude, and now she seems to be very stupid.

Taking a deep breath, she took off her heavy phoenix crown, rolled up her cuffs, and sat directly to the table.

The food on the table was very attractive. She swallowed and looked at Mo Xiang beside her, telling her not to stand stupidly and sit down and eat together.

Mo Xiang shook her head, "I am not hungry."

Xu Jia smiled, "You went out with me and didn't eat anything, why aren't you hungry?"

Seeing Mo Xiang hesitating, Xu Jia continued, "Eat quickly, you will have the strength to deal with the next thing after you finish eating."

Although Xu Jia said with a smile, Mo Xiang felt the solemnity of the lady's words. She was stunned and sat down.

Xu Jia handed her a pair of chopsticks, looking extremely calm.

The master and servant both ignored the wedding night and swept away all the food on the table.

...

forecourt.

Tang Yuan was having a banquet with the guests when suddenly a little man pushed the crowd away and ran over, hugged his legs, raised his neck, and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Uncle II, do you want Yonger?"

Tang Yong, the biological son of Jiang Qingyu and Tang Yuan's late brother, was only four years old.

Tang Yuan loved the house and the Wuwu, and regarded him as his own son, and never gave up his life to him.

Although Tang Yong was young, he learned a lot of scheming with his mother. Xu Jia had fallen into his hands when he first passed the door in his previous life.

After all, the child’s words cannot be false. If he says that whoever bullies him will definitely bully him, and no one will question him.

What's more, Tang Yuan was already inclined to Tang Yong, so how could he listen to Xu Jia's explanation?

"Be good Yong'er, you go back to your room first. Uncle Second will come to accompany you later, okay?" Tang Yuan said, touching Tang Yong's little head.

The soft light in his eyes seemed to be Tang Yong's biological father.

After Tang Xiao passed away, Jiang Qingyu went to the outer village on the grounds that his husband was keeping his integrity, and Tang Yong kept him by Tang Yuan's side.

Xu Jia only later learned in his previous life that Jiang Qingyu went to the outer village, firstly to dilute the world's impression of her and prepare for marrying Tang Yuan in the future. Secondly, the outer village was the place where the two of them met privately.

Tang Yuan was infatuated with Jiang Qingyu, as if he could accept it as long as it was born by Jiang Qingyu, no matter who his child was, Tang Yuan could accept it happily.

As soon as Tang Yong was sent back to the room, the concierge came to report that the old lady of the Xu family had just disappeared.

"What?"

Tang Yuan thought he heard it wrong and asked twice.

After getting the accurate answer, he was shocked, but also a faint surprise.

I was worried that I could not find a reason to refuse the wedding night, but something happened to the Xu family at this time. It was a great opportunity given by God, and even God wanted to help him.

He suppressed the smile on his lips, and Tang Yuan ordered: "Don't publicize this matter in advance, I have my own rules."

After the concierge goes out.

Tang Yuan hurriedly explained and headed straight towards the new house.

As soon as Xu Jia finished eating, he heard the door being pushed open.
Chapter completed!