Then a big hand reached in, and Song Cixuan placed her hand in his palm, thinking that if Master Yao really didn't want to.

She could tell him that he could marry whoever he wanted.

She only wanted to be a wife of the Yao family, and she would be filial to her parents-in-law and manage the Yao family well in the future, so he wouldn't have to worry about her.

It was not until they returned to the bridal chamber after the wedding ceremony and after the matchmaker urged them for the third time that Yao Zhuoyang picked up the weighing rod and lifted her red veil.

"Groom, you haven't drunk the wedding wine yet, you can't leave." The matchmaker called out, and Yao Zhuoyang came back impatiently, when his eyes fell on Song Cixuan's face.

Song Cixuan clearly saw the ecstasy in his eyes, and then he hurriedly turned around to pour the wedding wine, and then came to her cautiously.

"My lady, it's time for us to drink the wedding wine." Song Cixuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded in response.

After taking the wedding wine, she intertwined her hands with his, and could clearly feel Yao Zhuoyang's hands trembling slightly.

What is going on? Does Mr. Yao have some hidden illness?

"The ceremony is over. The groom can go to the front yard to entertain the guests." The matchmaker thought he was in a hurry to go to the front yard, so she spoke happily after the ceremony was over.

But Yao Zhuoyang didn't move at all, and shouted the name of a servant loudly. Soon the servant came in and heard that Yao Zhuoyang wanted to reward them.

The matchmaker was so happy that she kept saying nice things.

"Go, go, don't get in the way." Yao Zhuoyang waved his hands repeatedly, and soon everyone was driven out to collect the wedding money.

Yao Zhuoyang stood up, bent down and stared at Song Cixuan, which made Song Cixuan feel a little scared.

He then hugged her tightly and said, "This time it's right, this time it's right, I finally got to marry you, Xuan'er."

Song Cixuan trembled, her face full of disbelief.

"You, you are back too?" Song Cixuan finally asked.

Yao Zhuoyang was ecstatic: "You too?"

Song Cixuan nodded, and then learned the story of Yao Zhuoyang. It turned out that he was the little brother who played with her when she was a child.

He knew from a young age that she was his wife, so he had been waiting for her to grow up and marry him.

But on the wedding day, when he excitedly lifted the veil, he found that the bride inside was not her, but Song Ciyi. He immediately turned around and left in anger.

She also wanted to go to the family and make a scene to exchange the two of them back, but unfortunately she had already married into the Ding family at that time.

He had no idea that she was not living a good life. After all, Ding Wenqing was so good at pretending outside, so Yao Zhuoyang thought she was living a happy life.

When he knew that it was Song Ciyi's idea to exchange marriages, he hated her even more.

When she drugged him, he threw her to a guard in the mansion who had not yet married, and then took the opportunity to drive her out of the mansion.

But she didn't expect that the madman would rush to the Ding family and harm her.

Yao Zhuoyang later learned of Ding Wenqing's true identity and killed all of Ding's family members one night just to avenge her.

Afterwards he went to her grave and committed suicide. When he woke up again it was already his wedding day, when he was about to go archery.

Yao Zhuoyang hugged Song Cixuan and felt very relieved. Fortunately, his father beat him up, otherwise he would have missed her again.

Song Cixuan was surrounded by his passionate love. Looking at his silly look, she hugged his cheeks and kissed him on the lips.

"Everything we have today was given by the Princess of Changping County. We should cherish it."

"Yes, you should cherish it." As he said this, he gently took off the phoenix crown on her head and laid her on the bed.

"You should go to the front..."

"Who cares? I only know that a night of love is worth a thousand gold."

The candlelight tent was warm, but it was not the first time that the groom was not present. Everyone just smiled and said a few words about how beautiful the bride was, which made the groom reluctant to leave the bridal chamber.

That night, the red candle burned until dawn and then slowly went out. Looking at his wife in his arms, who looked a little tired and was sleeping in the dark, Yao Zhuoyang held her hand tightly, not wanting to let go.

"This time, I can finally protect you as your husband." Yao Zhuoyang said gently and kissed her on the forehead.

Song Cixuan seemed to have heard these words in her sleep. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she snuggled into his arms again, sleeping soundly.

On the other hand, having just gotten married, Ding Wenqing was not so eager to show his true nature.

Song Ciyi thought she had secured the position of the top scholar's wife this time, but she had no idea that tragedy was about to happen.

Soon, she discovered Ding Wenqing's true nature. If she dared to say anything, she would be severely punished. In the end, she didn't even dare to tell Hongfu to go back and ask her father to help her.

Ding's mother already resented her and often bullied her.

Ding's father would always stare at her in a daze, and at this time, Ding's mother and Ding Wenqing would torture her even more severely.

Only then did Song Ciyi know what Song Cixuan, who seemed to have a glamorous life, had experienced in her previous life.

She regretted it again, but when she thought about how Song Cixuan was also living a very miserable life in the Yao Mansion, she felt a little better.

But soon, she was dumbfounded. When she resisted again, she was severely tortured by Ding Wenqing. Ding Wenqing's words frightened her: "What's the use of you? You are not as capable as Song Cixuan. In my previous life, I thought it was because she was infertile and believed my mother's nonsense that I treated her like that."

"Now I know that I was the one who couldn't have children. Those concubines were all bitches who were pregnant with bastards."

"What do you mean?" Song Ciyi asked in horror.

"What do you mean? You still have the nerve to say that. If you hadn't killed my Xuan'er, how could our Ding family be killed by that lunatic Yao Zhuoyang?"

"How could Xuan'er be his wife now and bear him children?"

Song Ciyi's eyes widened in disbelief, and she kept shaking her head: "How is this possible? He wouldn't touch me at all. Why, why would he touch Song Cixuan? No, it shouldn't be like this."

"I should be the number one scholar's wife, and she should be the widow. It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!"

"I regret it, I regret it... um, no, don't!" Just as Song Ciyi said this, thunder roared in the house.

Several lightning bolts as thick as a baby's arm fell on the two of them.

Almost instantly, the two were electrocuted into charcoal. Not only them, but the entire Ding family could not escape.

It can be seen how evil this family is.

After their death, these four people were captured and sent to hell to serve in layers of hell. Song Ciyi only realized after she became a ghost that the Princess of Changping County had such a powerful background.

And she didn't let her start over in order to help her, but to help Song Cixuan.

…

Qiu Yinong and his group have been walking north for nearly six days. The further north they get, the colder the weather becomes.

"It's only October, why is it so cold? My toes are about to be frozen off." Yang Guilan, who was wearing a fox fur coat, was about to cry again. She kept breathing heavily and said pitifully.