1842: C1842 Let's Get Married

C1842 Let's Get Married

For an entire day, outside the Monarch Valley, mournful music resounded, and yellow paper filled the sky.

It was hard for Yang Tiantian to describe how she felt when she was in the valley.

When she first heard the noise, she was excited.

After living in the Monarch Valley for the greater part of a year, other than the Second Elder, she had never seen anyone else.

Although the environment here was good and the air was good, the food here was green without pollution. Furthermore, there was the supreme emperor who came to attack her in her dreams in the middle of the night, giving her an increasingly young and charming appearance.

However, humans belonged to the group of animals. Without communication, anyone would be bored to the point where they would panic.

Yang Tiantian really wanted to see a few people and talk to them.

Even if it was just a greeting.

Of course, she was not satisfied with greeting him.

She also wanted to ask him what was going on with his daughter and son-in-law.

She had been forced to become the head of the family, so how was she now?

However, when the mournful music started, all of Yang Tiantian's excitement disappeared.

It was as if he was infected by the sadness in his heart, causing him to frown uncontrollably.

With such a large commotion, only someone from the eight hundred village would die. They would be sent to Monarch Valley to be buried.

Who had died?

After living for such a long time, Yang Tiantian was able to bring the entire village of a hundred people over.

They were all good-natured people. No matter which one of them died, it was always a sad thing.

The best result would be the end of an old man's life.

That's right, the eight hundred villagers were all martial arts experts with strong bodies. It was not certain that they would suffer from any disease or die from accidents.

The oldest, then, must have gone.

Eight hundred kilometers? Who was the oldest?

Yang Tiantian could not help but turn around to look at the Second Master, who was cleaning the Monarch Tower.

One year ago, Second Elder came out of the valley to drink his grandson's full moon wine.

It seemed that in the entire eight hundred people, only he was of his grandfather's generation.

This old fogey isn't dead yet. Who else could have died?

Yang Tiantian didn't dare to think about it.

Waiting in the valley.

She only needed to wait for the funeral procession to arrive so that she could join in and send the deceased on their final journey.

Who would have thought that from sunrise to sunset, the sound of the drum and drums would last for an entire day. Then, as night fell, they would completely disappear.

Other than the paper money floating around, there was no sign of anyone else at all.

Yang Tiantian didn't know what was going on, but she couldn't run out of the valley to see what was going on. Thus, she had no choice but to return to her small wooden house and rest early.

At the same time, the room that Yang Tiantian used to live in was also the room that Yue Zitong had rested in the night before.

After setting up the simple mourning hall, Yue Zitong, who had been crying all day, was on her knees in front of the memorial tablet. Her body was swaying and she could fall down at any moment.

"Zitong, go rest." "Here, I'll keep watch."

Lee Nanfang walked over and put his arm around Yue Zitong's shoulder.

Today, he really didn't know how to describe his feelings.

Seeing Aunt Yue's heartbroken crying, the guilt he felt, which had accidentally caused his mother-in-law's death, was magnified to the extreme.

But no one blamed him after the old man ruthlessly beat them up this morning.

What surprised him even more was that when people were facing Yue Zitong, they all had an embarrassed and heartbroken expression.

His heart ached for Yue Zitong. This was understandable.

Where did that inexplicable embarrassment come from?

Lee Nanfang really couldn't understand. He could only wait until the evening, when Aunt Yue was settled, before going to find Er Fazi and Stone to ask them about it.

In a small place like eight hundred, the death of a person was definitely a big deal.

This was especially so for Second Young Master and the rest, who had always been very respectful towards their mother-in-law. They must have known the entire process of their mother-in-law's death.

After much argument, he finally persuaded Yue Zitong to rest in his room.

Seeing Aunt Yue who was about to faint but still grabbing onto his sleeve, and mumbling "Lee Nanfang, I only have you, please don't leave me", Lee Nanfang didn't feel good.

After comforting Yue Zitong to sleep, he returned to the mourning hall.

He kowtowed three times and nine times respectfully, replacing them with three new candles, confirming that the lamp was fine.

Lee Nanfang reached into his pocket and took out a bag of mint candies.

Arriving at the 800th step, Yue Zitong prepared a whole carriage full of gifts, but they were all abandoned deep in the mountains and forests because of the journey.

Lee Nanfang only brought one top quality ginseng, one top quality lingzhi, and two bags of sugar.

The medicinal herbs were meant to nourish his wife's body.

Naturally, this candy was prepared for Second Idiot.

As long as he had it, he didn't believe that those guys wouldn't be able to explain the cause of his mother-in-law's death.

It was a good idea, but when Lee Nanfang was about to put it into action, a gust of cold wind blew over, bringing the incense into his nostrils.

Lee Nanfang, who was relatively spirited, actually kneeled there without any warning and fainted.

A normal candle wouldn't be able to make a person dizzy.

Even if the incense was real, it wouldn't affect his unique constitution.

However, he just lowered his head, looking like he was about to faint.

Fortunately, he hadn't slept for long.

After almost half an incense worth of time, Lee Nanfang opened his eyes once again. However, his empty eye sockets were completely lifeless. When he got up, his actions were like those of a ghost.

A whooshing sound was heard.

As if he was being blown away by the wind, he floated out of the door, and quickly advanced towards Monarch Valley.

In the living room, the old man and his wife looked at each other and could do nothing but sigh deeply.

On the other side of the wall, Xie Qingshang and Xue Xinghan were also sitting on their own walls, helplessly shaking their heads as they looked at Liu Tie's retreating back.

They couldn't enter Monarch Valley, nor would they follow Lee Nanfang to investigate.

But that night, the woman's voice that could vaguely be heard in the cold wind told them that something was happening.

"What the heck is this!"

Liu Ye raised his eyebrows and scolded fiercely, "I don't believe that kid. I don't feel anything from him. Tomorrow, I will give him my next dose of medicine and let him not lift it for half a year!"

Hearing this, Xie Qingshang couldn't help but shiver. He really wanted to smile apologetically and say a few words of praise.

However, when the words reached the tip of his tongue, he changed his tone and said, "Ai, it's useless. With that evil dragon around, how could the medicine you administered have any effect?"

"Then let's just watch as this ridiculous matter continues?"

"I have no choice but to watch. The evil dragon shouldn't be digging its own grave. After all, to him and it, Yue Zitong is the most important. "

As Xie Qingshang spoke, he helped his wife down from the top of the wall.

It was another snowy night.

The dream of spring in the snow.

Yang Tiantian had always felt that this dream was so real.

It wasn't Yang Guang's first time looking for her. At that time, he would come at the right time every day for two to three months. It was just like his job, he didn't even have the time to leave early or late.

However, in her dream at that time, no matter how Yang Guang pinched her, she wouldn't be able to resist.

Her sensory nerves seemed to have become extremely sluggish, but she felt only a tiny bit of pain.

But more than half a year later, Yang Guang was lucky to be rude again. Especially when the pair of black hands mercilessly smacked her curvy butt, the excruciating pain he felt was as real as real.

It made her feel more comfortable.

Yang Tiantian had already let go.

Therefore, she always accepted Yang Guang's request and even took the initiative to comply. When the emperor wanted to have a short rest, she would reject him and use all means at her disposal to get more.

The old saying is good.

Decades of perseverance could not stop the instantaneous corruption.

Noble, elegant, beautiful and dignified Yang Tiantian, in the dream, absolutely more wanton.

It was just a dream anyway, what was there to worry about?

However, when she truly woke up and saw the white stain that had dried up on the bed, she finally felt true fear.

Was this not a dream?

With the same question, Lee Nanfang was also thinking.

When he opened his eyes, the sky had already reached the edge of darkness.

Everything was quiet except for the sound of the flames from the lamp constantly baking the plastic film.

He was so frightened that he quickly changed into a new lamp and kowtowed nine more times. He respectfully offered an incense stick and replenished the incense burner that had been burnt out at an unknown time.

Everything was ready. He just wanted to wash his face in cold water and wake up.

As a result, when he saw the reflection in the basin, cold sweat broke out on his forehead no matter how cold the weather was.

On his neck, there were two unusually obvious kisses, and there was even a strand of silky hair twined around the tip of his fingers.

Where did the hair come from?

How did the kiss come about?

Lee Nanfang didn't have time to think about this. He just wanted to remember who the woman in his dreams was.

He remembered that the woman was Yue Zitong's.

That's right, it was Aunt Yue.

Although it was more alluring and gentle than Aunt Yue, the difference in appearance wouldn't be that great.

When he had this dream yesterday, he had thought about it seriously.

Perhaps it was because he really was going to marry Yue Zitong, and he couldn't help but wonder what she would look like after marriage.

Thinking day, dreaming at night?

That was normal.

But how come today, has become "the night has the dream, day has the evidence".

Yue Zitong couldn't have bitten out the kiss mark, right?

This hair was also much smoother and smoother than Aunt Yue's greasy hair, which had not been washed for two or three days.

Lee Nanfang was shocked.

He stood there in a daze for a long time until his wife appeared, pulling him back to reality from his confusion.

"Nanfang, it's time to eat. After a night of guarding the spirit, you are also tired. Go have a good rest after eating. If your mother-in-law knew about this, she wouldn't be at ease over there. "

"Yes, I understand, Mistress."

"Alright, Nanfang, remember, she will always be your mother-in-law. No matter how many ridiculous things happened in the past, you must respect your mother-in-law, understand?"

After saying that, his wife turned around and went to the other room to wake Yue Zitong up for dinner.

Lee Nanfang was stunned once again.

Must you respect your mother-in-law?

Since when did I not respect my mother-in-law?

That's right, there was a moment where his mother-in-law caused a ruckus for his son-in-law.

However, why did his wife suddenly not believe his words?0

Her Nanfang always kept her teachings in mind.

Lee Nanfang felt even more uneasy after being reminded of something by his wife. He quickly finished his breakfast and fell asleep.

The sky and the earth went dark, the sun and moon went back and forth.

If it wasn't for the smell of stewed rabbit meat coming out of Lao Xie's house, Lee Nanfang would have slept with him forever.

It was already dark.

He got up in a daze and quietly ran to Lao Xie's house. He ate half a pot of rabbit meat and drank half of the broth before finally feeling alive.

Being able to eat until one was full was a good thing.

There was no need to pay attention to the fierce gaze of the Xue Clan's wife, and the strange taste of the Chinese medicine in the broth.

Back at his home, Yue Zitong, who had been kneeling all day, was still in a very bad mental state.

But when she saw Lee Nanfang, she braced herself, took Jack's arm, and snuggled up against him. "Nanfang, let's get married," she said softly.

pqdm.com