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Song Yan absentmindedly wiped her wet hair and came out of the ear room.

Immediately, a servant came from outside the door to report that Shu Changyu had gone out for something and asked Song Yan to rest first.

Hearing this, he felt a little relieved.

At this time, a charcoal brazier was burning in the house. He sat beside the brazier and dried his hair at the same time.

His long hair fell to his waist like a waterfall, and it took quite a bit of effort to comb it out.

Song Yan sighed, picked up the wooden comb, and began to comb her long black hair.

The charcoal fire crackled and the room was warm as spring. He heard the sound of the night watchman outside.

The gongs and clappers strike out one slow and two fast.

"Boom! -- Boom! Boom!"

It was almost midnight, and Shu Changyu had not returned yet, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

When her hair was half dry, Song Yan prepared to go to bed.

The bed was covered with soft silk bedding, which felt warm and delicate, and made people feel like they were sinking into the clouds as soon as they lay down.

Song Yan lay flat on the bed, feeling the softness of the bedding. Her nose caught a faint, very cold fragrance, exactly the same scent as Shu Changyu's.

Sleepiness came over him like a tide, and he fell into sleep unknowingly.

In his dream, he finally married Shu Changyu, with the sound of firecrackers, loud gongs and drums, and a festive atmosphere filled the air.

He held Shu Changyu's hand, stepped over the threshold, and smiled happily.

Red lanterns are hung high, and happiness characters are pasted all over the walls. The laughter and blessings of relatives and friends echo in my ears.

Song Yan looked at Shu Changyu beside her. He was wearing a red wedding dress, a phoenix crown on his head, and had a face as rosy as a peach. He was extremely beautiful.

The bridal chamber was decorated in a warm and festive manner, with flickering red candles illuminating the figures of the two.

Song Yan took Shu Changyu's hand and gazed at him affectionately: "Changyu, from now on, we are husband and wife."

"I will spend my whole life protecting and loving you."

Shu Changyu showed an elusive smile on his face again, but his tone was so gloomy that it made people's heart palpitate: "Remember your words, if you dare to regret it, I will break your legs and lock you up."

In the dream, Song Yan sensed his dangerous tone and her heart skipped a beat.

"Let's go to the bridal chamber first." He reached out to unbutton Shu Changyu's collar, feeling nervous and excited, and took off Shu Changyu's clothes one by one.

Until he saw Shu Changyu's flat chest, Song Yan felt an unbelievable shock in his heart.

His voice trembled: "You...how can you be a man!!"

Shu Changyu raised his eyebrows slightly, nonchalantly and coldly: "I have always been a man."

Song Yan still refused to believe it. With red eyes, he broke down and said, "Aren't you the heroine?! How could you be a man!"

"This must be a lie!"

"I do not believe!"

Shu Changyu's voice suddenly turned cold: "Do you want to regret it?"

With a sound of sword sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold blade pressed against Song Yan's neck.

"If you dare to go back on your word, I will kill you!"

Song Yan suddenly sat up from the bed and found herself still in Shu Changyu's room. The fire in the charcoal basin had gone out and there was silence all around.

"Fortunately it was just a dream."

His forehead was covered with cold sweat and his heart was beating wildly.

Song Yan took a few deep breaths and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The dream just now was too real for him to calm down.

He threw back the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the window, and pushed open the half-closed window.

The cold air flowed into the room and he couldn't help but shiver. The aftermath of the dream was still echoing in his heart, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.

He knew it was just a dream, but the uneasiness in his heart was hard to dispel.

It was dawn, and Song Yan closed her eyes in the dim morning light, but she was unable to fall asleep.

There was a slight noise outside the house and he opened his eyes instantly with alertness.

Then he heard footsteps approaching, and then the sound of a door being gently pushed open.

Looking up, Shu Changyu appeared at the door.

He was dressed in black and walked slowly to the bedside, bringing with him the slight chill of the early morning.

"Shu Changyu." Song Yan sat up.

Shu Changyu's voice was as deep as ever: "Hmm?"

Song Yan stared at his face and asked seriously, "Where have you been?"

Shu Changyu said calmly, "There's another mouse in the house. Let's go catch it."

The morning light shines through the window, but the house is still shrouded in haze.

Song Yan's gaze turned to Shu Changyu, who was not wearing a scarf at this time, revealing his slender neck.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, but still found it difficult to see the subtle outline.

"Are you still sleeping?" Shu Changyu asked him.

"No." Song Yan stood up and put on his coat.

After a simple wash, they sat in the main hall to have breakfast.

At this time, Shu Changyu had changed into a white dress and had the scarf around his neck.

However, he had a poor appetite, so he only ate half a bowl of porridge and then put down his chopsticks.

His eyelashes drooped, his eyes were a light blue-black, and there was sleepiness between his eyebrows.

Song Yan also didn't have much appetite. Because he was worried, he was silent the whole morning.

His eyes unconsciously fell on Shu Changyu's hand which was casually placed on the table.

Suddenly, he remembered something, reached out, held that hand, and measured Shu Changyu's fingers.

When the two hands were tightly pressed together, Song Yan was surprised to find that Shu Changyu's hands were actually bigger than hers, with long fingers and distinct knuckles.

This doesn't look like a girl's hand at all.

Song Yan's heart sank heavily.

Did he think too much?

Or maybe he has always trusted the original work too much and ignored so many details.

Looking at Shu Changyu's sleepy appearance and remembering that he hadn't slept the whole night, Song Yan could only temporarily put aside her doubts and persuade Shu Changyu to go to rest first.

He came out of the mansion and went to the Thanos Gang first.

When he saw Song Yan, Brother Ying shouted in a loud voice: "Brother Yan, how was it yesterday? Did the girl agree to your request?"

Song Yan nodded and smiled slightly: "He agreed."

As he spoke, he took out a bag of copper coins and said, "Brothers, please have some tea and some wine. Thank you for your hard work last night."

Master Shen accepted the money readily and said, "Well, let's make these guys happy for a while."

"Xiao Song, congratulations first." Master Chen bowed and said with a smile.

Song Yan said seriously: "Thank you all for your help. I would like to thank you all in advance. After the date is set, please help me."

Brother Ying waved his hand and said, "Brother Yan, please don't be polite. We are all family. Your happy event is our happy event."

"Yes, then our Thanos Gang will have a great time." Master Chen also echoed.

Back to the lively scene last night, Chen Tangzhu stayed behind in the gang and didn't go, so he asked curiously: "Have you seen the girl? What does she look like?"

"It's too far to see clearly. I can only vaguely see a figure." Zhong Hui took a sip of tea and said casually, "But the girl is tall, much taller than the average man."

Hearing this, the smile on Song Yan's lips froze slightly.