Chapter 66

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Firecrackers were fired three times outside the yard, Yan Chi was supported by his mother and walked out of his room, his eyes were full of grace.

The material of the wedding dress was a phoenix brocade that Yan Cheng personally went to the desert, spent 10,000 taels of gold and promised to cooperate with the desert for a long time. The fiery red wedding dress was embroidered with five golden chicks ready to fly. The white jade-like girdle around the waist firmly wrapped the slender waist that Yan Chi Yingying held.

The three round and shiny pearls around the neckline are bound in a row by silver threads. If you look closer, you can see a few Begonia flowers are drawn on the pearls with very fine golden brushstrokes. The sleeves of the wedding dress are wide, and most of Yan Chi's palms are covered under the sleeves, only a few pink and round nails are exposed, clutching the sleeves tightly.

The black hair like a crow's feathers was half-twisted upwards, and it was carried with a white hosta, and a few strands of gold threads with colorful beads hung down, hidden between the black hair, dazzling in the sunlight. Eyes raised.

Yan Chi's face, which has never been put on makeup, was smeared with a few shades of blush. The end of her eyes was drawn with a red watercolor eyeliner. When she lowered her eyes, the slender upper and lower eyelashes overlapped together, which was breathtakingly beautiful. .

"Big... big brother?"

Even Yan Cheng was stunned, standing in front of Yan Chi with a somewhat comical mouth open, not daring to recognize each other.

A lot of ordinary people gathered outside the yard to watch the fun and beg and drink. When they saw Yan Chi coming out, they were all stunned, and immediately praised him.

Since he stopped being the prince's accompaniment, he has rarely left the house, and very few people have praised him eloquently. Yan Chi turned his face to the side and frowned uncomfortably, and a shy pale pink appeared on his originally pale cheeks.

Knowing that he was thin-skinned, Mother Yan pulled all the sons in front of him to the side and walked into the corridor. The lush vegetation next to him blocked the sight of people outside.

Yan Chi breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression became much more natural.

"The eldest brother was supposed to get married first before me. I never thought that I was going to be a father before the eldest brother stepped out of the 'boudoir'."

Yan Chi heard the teasing in Yan Cheng's words, he was four years older than Yan Cheng. , has long passed the time when ordinary people get married. Even Yan Cheng couldn't help but wonder if the eldest brother really planned to stay in Yan's house to help himself.

Although it is not difficult for Yan's residence to raise one more person, but now that he has found happiness in his eldest brother, even if Yan Cheng doesn't look down on Shen Yuxiu, he is happy for Yan Chi.

It's just that his happiness won't show on his face, so he took Yan Chi's hand and pulled him out of the door, who had covered his red hijab.

Seeing that the auspicious time was about to be missed, Shen Yuxiu was also a little anxious, and said this to Yan Cheng in a friendly way, hoping that he would quickly hand over the beautiful lady to himself.

Yan Cheng held Yan Chi's hand tightly, as if trying to remember the temperature on his brother's hand.

He said to Shen Yuxiu with a cold face: "In our family, the eldest brother has always been the head of the family, and even I have to listen to his three-point persuasion. Although he is the elder brother, he is the one that our whole family cares about. People. You only need to go and ask, there are millions of people in Youdu, who doesn't praise the eldest son of Yan Mansion as a rare good Erlang."

Yan Cheng's voice was a little choked, but the strength in his hands did not diminish.

"I don't know the past between you and my eldest brother, but I know that my eldest brother treats you sincerely. If you make him sad in the future, I, Yan Fengzhong, will definitely take my eldest brother back to Yan's house. As long as I live one day, he will He's still the eldest son of Yan Mansion."

Yan Chi, who was under the red hood, lowered his head and heard Yan Cheng's words from the bottom of his heart, a crystal teardrop fell from his eyes and hit the ground, causing the surrounding dust to dance.

Shen Yuxiu was also a little moved, and his usual face that always had a gentle smile was a little more serious. Feeling that Yan Cheng's hands were loose, Shen Yuxiu bluntly took Yan Chi's hand over.

"If I, Shen Yuxiu, take Yan Chi, I will be cast aside by others for the rest of my life, and I will have no peace."

After he finished speaking, he picked up Yan Chi and stepped over the hot brazier at the gate of the courtyard.

The carriage, which was playing with joy, went further and further, Shen Yuxiu was sitting on the back of the horse with his arms around Yan Chi, Yan Cheng's hand was still in the air and stopped in the air, watching the last smear of red disappear from sight before taking it back. Sore forearm.

Yan's mother on the side was already crying, and Song Jinshu also stood beside her with tears in her eyes, burping while supporting her already pregnant belly, seeing Yan Cheng's heartache again.

He hurriedly walked over and hugged Song Jinshu in his arms. The people watching the lively outside the yard had already dispersed, and Yan's house had returned to its usual cold appearance. Yan Cheng was worried that the two would be in love again, so he forced his mother into her. In his room, he led Song Jinshu to the hollow pavilion behind the front hall.

Song Jinshu's expression was still a little dazed. If he said that he was the best person after coming to Yan's house, there would be no second person besides Yan Chi.

Yan Chi really treats him as a younger brother. When he sees novel things, he thinks of bringing it back to show him, and when he sees sweet-scented osmanthus cake and plum blossom cake, he also thinks of bringing him more copies. When he got home, he would go to Song Jinshu's room to spend the night with him...

Now the person who treats him best has become someone else's. Thinking that Yan Chi's kindness will also be good to others in the future, Song Jinshu has a rare taste.

Seeing Song Jinshu's bulging cheeks, Yan Cheng stretched out his hand and poked it a little funny, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about? You look so angry, are you thinking of something bad?"



Song Jinshu was naturally embarrassed to say that he was eating someone's vinegar, and shyly lowered his head and lied, "I don't think of anything bad, I will definitely be happy after thinking about eldest brother." Expose him completely.

Yan Cheng put his arms around Song Jinshu's waist and let him sit on his lap, playing with the tassels hanging on the jade pendant around his waist.

"I used to be the most clingy person in the past. The elder brother is very knowledgeable. He can answer any questions you ask him. As soon as I go out, someone will say to me, 'Look, isn't that the younger brother of the eldest son of Yan? ?' When I was a child, I liked others to call me that, as if the unparalleled Young Master Xiuzhu was myself."

Yan Cheng's tone was full of nostalgia, "I never seem to have thought about whether the eldest brother will marry or not. I will leave me, but now that I think about it, I am too selfish."

Song Jinshu couldn't comfort others, so he had to hug Yancheng's body tightly and comfort Yancheng with his arms.

Yan Cheng stroked Song Jinshu's jagged back spine. Song Jinshu's reaction to the sadness and joy came a little late, and only became aggressive in the middle and late three months. In just a few days, Song Jinshu lost several kilograms of flesh, which made Yan Cheng feel distressed.

Lying in bed at night facing Song Jinshu's beautiful body under the moonlight, as long as he thinks of the hardships he is suffering, those charming thoughts will be less than half.

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