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Chapter 386 That's just right, I have a poem to communicate with you

Chapter 386 That's just right, I have a poem to communicate with you

After Mr. Qi finished his oath, he went to the two parties to exchange rings.

Yan Qingchen put a larger blue gemstone on her slender long finger.

It couldn't be easier, but he still fell a thousand catties, and his hands were already trembling slightly.

One day, he married the tip of his heart.
Xiao Nuan saw her strangeness, and put her finger into the ring dexterously.

He took another ring, put it on his finger with great care, and said softly, "Mr. Yan, please give me your advice."

When Yan Qingchen heard this charming and charming Mr. Yan, the corners of his mouth rose wildly.

He hooked her, bowed his head and kissed affectionately.The relationship between the two is lingering, and the lingering sentimentality is silent.

Cheers and applause involuntarily sounded
A dozen reporters next to him held up their cameras and snapped snaps.

An Jingchi watched from the audience, smiling while wiping away tears.

While handing him the paper, Uncle De tried to persuade him, "Sir, all the newspaper reporters are here, please exercise restraint."

An Jingchi wiped away tears with red eyes, "What are you restraining, it's not their love for marriage."

Uncle De was helpless, "Sir, Miss Nuan is also your daughter when she goes to Yan's house. Besides, An's house is only a 10-minute drive from Yan's house."

An Jingchi didn't want to hear it, Deshu immediately said, "Didn't the second master say that if you are willing to move to the small western-style building, that's fine too."

An Jingchi's eyes lit up, and suddenly he came up with an idea, "Yes, I can go to live in Yan's house, then there is nothing wrong with my daughter and son-in-law coming to live in An's house, right, Uncle De."

Uncle De was very shrewd, and immediately shook his head, "Sir, I didn't hear what you said clearly, I am old, deaf and blurred, and my memory is not good.

At this time, Li Cheng, there should be firecrackers and fireworks outside.

On the side of the firecrackers, there is Mrs. Gu telling the instructors that everything is fine, but I will go to the side of the fireworks to see if there is any problem. "

As soon as I stepped out, I heard the sound of huge firecrackers exploding, extremely fast, followed by the sound of crackling firecrackers, one after another, the explosion was very fierce.

I could only hear the sound of fireworks clamoring to fly into the sky, accompanied by screams, "Ah, dead people are dead."

Everyone heard it vaguely, but not very clearly.

After he reacted, someone rushed in in a panic, "Gu, Mrs. Gu, you were killed by the bomb!"

Then the guests in the banquet hall rushed out to watch the fun.

Interested people immediately became excited after watching the excitement, "The Yan'an family's marriage is a big deal, and this is even a personal sacrifice to heaven!"

There was a smell of gunpowder and some green smoke outside.

People from the Yan family have already stepped forward to deal with it.

Xiao Nuan's skirt was inconvenient, and she walked a little slowly.

Lotus Crisp was anxious, "Miss Nuan, you'd better not go. It's unlucky."

Xiaonuan, "There's nothing taboo about this. It happened at our wedding. I, a bride, don't act like that. What's more, it was the old lady's natal family who had the accident!"

Lotus Crisp and Xia Liang also thought it was reasonable, they pulled the hem of their skirts for her and hurried out.

On the square outside the banquet hall, there was a smell of gunpowder and blood all around.

Mrs. Gu was wearing a dark red cheongsam, her hands and feet were blown off, and her body was burnt and mottled.

The scene was extremely bloody and brutal, and many timid people were scared away, and some even retched after watching it.

The fireworks not far away are still crackling and clamoring.

Mrs. Yan's expression turned ugly, "This is fine, why did such a big mess happen!"

Xiao Nuan wanted to come forward to have a look, but was blocked by Yan Qingchen.

He whispered next to her, "Don't look, go back!" He was afraid of frightening his heart.

Lin Sheng took off his coat carefully before leaning over to lead someone to check.

The subordinate reached out and touched Mrs. Gu's neck, then turned around, "Adjutant Lin, I'm out of breath. It seems that I was killed by gunpowder."

Lin Sheng was a little surprised. The amount of gunpowder in this firecracker can hurt people, but if it is said to blow people up, it may not reach the lethal dose.

He leaned over to check the gunpowder shavings, touched it, and smelled it.

"The amount of gunpowder is wrong, it seems to be much more than that of firecrackers."

Yan Qingchen, "Firecrackers, who bought the fireworks from, go and find out. Find two other people to pick up Mrs. Gu, and find another person to clean up!"

An accident happened, and it was inconvenient for the guests to stay longer, so after a few polite greetings, they left.

Everyone was afraid that someone deliberately targeted the Yan family, and that the fire at the city gate would affect Chi Yu.

Simply the wedding was completed, but the dinner did not go on.

When Yan Qingchen leaned over to carry Xiaonuan back, Mrs. Yan's complexion was gloomy, and she glanced sideways at Yan Qingchen, as if she was calculating and unhappy.

Watching the wedding car leave, Aunt Yuping helped her into another car of the Yan family.

Only then did he dare to speak, "The old lady thinks that this matter has something to do with the second master!"

The old lady didn't admit it, and deliberately followed her words.

"It seems that you think so too. Although there is no proof that Rongquan died of an illness, I guess it has something to do with him."

Aunt Yuping said in a low voice, "Old Madam, Mrs. Gu didn't offend Second Master, and Second Master wouldn't do anything to a female elder.

Moreover, he does not look at the face of the monk but also at the face of the Buddha.Today is a big day for him and the little madam, he doesn't mind, and he will mind for the sake of the little madam. "

The old lady thought of the way he was protecting Xiaonuan just now, but felt that what Aunt Yuping said was right.

Seeing that she was silent, Aunt Yuping said, "Anyway, the second master has already sent someone to investigate, let's follow up and ask.

You can also get a lot of news, isn't it clear?No matter what, you can't let Mrs. Gu die in vain, otherwise you won't be able to explain this to the Gu family! "

In the small western-style building, the warm master bedroom is full of red.

When Xiao Nuan came back, she was exhausted.

He slammed it straight on the bed and sank into the quilt.

I was so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyes open, and I just felt a little bit uncomfortable when I was laid down.

In a daze, he stretched out his hand and took out one. When he found it was a red date, he stuffed it into his mouth in a daze.

"It would be great if there was a chicken leg under this quilt!" Sleepy and hungry, Xiao Nuan muttered while chewing red dates.

His hands still didn't forget to grope under the quilt, trying to get something more.

Yan Qingchen changed his clothes and came out, and when he heard her muttering, the corners of his mouth curled up.

This is probably the most unpromising bride in marriage, and even the custom of spreading the tent can be eaten.

Immediately after thinking about it, I felt very good. I ate a jujube.

He opened the door and went out, whispering a few words.

In Xiao Nuanmeng, someone reached out to undress herself in a daze. Maybe the clothes on her body were uncomfortable and her mind was confused, but her body was very cooperative.

Humming and hawling, I changed into my pajamas smoothly and smelled the delicious food.

"Are there really chicken legs under the quilt?"

Lying on the quilt, she tried her best to open her eyelids, and saw the chicken legs and food that Yan Qingchen was carrying.

Drink and eat a full meal, no drowsiness.

Xiao Nuan couldn't help complaining, "It's all you, now my stomach is full and I don't feel drowsy at all."

Yan Qingchen reached out to trim her hair, "Is it really not sleepy anymore?"

Xiao Nuan nodded, "Yes, the drowsiness is gone."

Yan Qingchen, "That's right, I have a poem to share with you!"

(End of this chapter)

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