Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Her only option now was to lie down and play dead, pretending that the box had nothing to do with her, so that she wouldn't have to face the embarrassing situation of being socially dead.

Fortunately, the emcee was able to calm the situation and said with a smile:

"Okay, okay, these little things are just lucky charms prepared by the bride's family for the wedding. They symbolize that the bride will be attentive and intelligent before and after the wedding."

"Everyone, please be quiet. Now please ask the bride to get out of the sedan chair!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Simei breathed a sigh of relief and quickly tidied her clothes and makeup.

I only heard the emcee singing loudly:

"The auspicious time has arrived, the bride is getting out of the sedan chair!"

. . .

In Wangqing Courtyard.

He Yajun sat blankly at the Eight Immortals Table, listening to the sounds coming from outside:

"Please ask the bride to cross the fire basin..."

"The bride and groom bow first to heaven and earth, then to their parents, and then to each other as husband and wife!"

"Please invite the newlyweds into the bridal chamber..."

She felt bitter in her heart. This was Jiang Shangbin's second wedding. But she was not the bride in both weddings. She was like a mouse hiding in the dark.

Silently watching all this - why should she be unwilling?

Looking down at her bulging belly, He Yajun gritted her teeth and reached out to pick up the bowl of black medicine in front of her - her mother said that this medicine would not harm the fetus, but would only make her give birth early.

However, it is the law of nature that things will fall apart as time goes by. How could giving birth nearly a month early have no impact on the child? He Yajun naturally understood this.

But now I can't care about it anymore.

Listening to the firecrackers and laughter coming from outside, the medicine bowl in her hand trembled slightly. Finally, she took a deep breath, as if she had made some kind of decision.

Close your eyes and drink the medicine in the bowl.

Night falls.

Jiang Shangbin was drunk and almost staggering.

In the bridal chamber, the wedding candles were burning flickeringly, and the black wicks were jumping.

Jiang Shangbin held a golden Ruyi weighing rod in his hand and, at the urging of the matchmaker, slowly lifted the veil from Chen Simei's head.

Somehow, at the moment when the veil was about to be lifted, what appeared before Jiang Shangbin's eyes was Song Nianru's beautiful face that looked like a goddess.

The veil fell off.

He shook his head, distracted himself, and looked again. Even though the face in front of him was heavily made-up, it still looked dull. It was definitely not Song Nianru.

And when I looked at it again, there seemed to be something wrong with this face?

Chen Simei stared at the extended scale bar, her heart beating rapidly with excitement.

Unexpectedly, after many twists and turns, she finally got what she wanted and married the man she had always dreamed of. So when their eyes met, Chen Simei's eyes were full of love.

However, Jiang Shangbin's face was indifferent, and his eyes were dazed and cold as he looked at her, without any expression in them.

"Shang Bin..."

Chen Simei called out affectionately.

This was the name she had called him thousands of times in private, but he had never allowed her to call him that when they met before, and she could only call him "Third Young Master." Now that she was his wife, she could finally call him that with full authority.

"Um,"

Jiang Shangbin nodded coldly and waved his hand, signaling everyone else in the bridal chamber to leave.

"Go to bed early," he said.

Then the red candle went out. In the pitch black room, only the high and low breathing sounds of two bodies could be heard. After a while, there was no movement.

Chen Simei moved her body with some dissatisfaction, and poked the sleeping man beside her with her finger. Unfortunately, the man seemed to be fast asleep and did not respond at all.

Chen Simei pouted. She had never thought Jiang Shangbin was such a fool. Not only was there no foreplay, but his skills weren't even half as good as Jiang Bin's.

Maybe it’s because I was happy today and drank too much?

No matter what, she has finally become Brother Shang Bin's woman, and he will never be able to leave her in this life.

Thinking of this, Chen Simei felt happy again. She only hoped that she could get pregnant as soon as possible and have a boy. That way, even if that bitch He Yajun snatched her son away, it wouldn't matter.

After all, she is just a concubine.

She wasn't like that idiot Song Nianru, who let others ride on her and shit on her. No one could take the man who belonged to her away!

Just as she was lost in thought and about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard someone making a loud noise outside the courtyard. After listening carefully, it seemed to be—

"Third Young Master, Third Young Madam, something bad has happened!"

"Miss He is about to give birth..."

Jiang Shangbin suddenly turned over and sat up, asking loudly: "What's going on?

The knock on the door suddenly became closer and clearer:

"Reporting to the Third Young Master, it was Miss He from Wangqingyuan who launched the attack early!"

Jiang Shangbin hesitated for a moment.

Finally, I got up and put on my clothes. I turned around and saw He Yajun had already sat up, so I said:

"You go to sleep first, I'll go take a look..." Then he hurried out the door.

Although he had no expectations for this child and even felt a little disgusted with it, this was, after all, his first biological child.

No matter what, he still had to go and take a look for both moral and logical reasons.

He Yajun stared blankly at the door - tonight was her wedding night, and Brother Shang Bin just left like that, left?

I was so angry that I pinched the quilt tightly with my fingers.

——He Yajun!

This vixen is really restless!

She didn't believe it.

Tonight is her wedding night, and she didn't start it earlier or later, but today!

How could such a coincidence happen? According to the information she had received before, today was not her due date at all. She had no idea what this vixen had done.

She waved toward the door, and soon, a maid with an unremarkable face walked in.

"Go and check what that bitch He Yajun did."

The servant agreed and walked out quietly.

Chen Simei snorted coldly, covered her head with the quilt, and continued to sleep. He Yajun wanted to disgust her on their wedding night, but it was impossible.

She just doesn't get what she wants.

Get some sleep first, and settle the score with this bitch tomorrow!

It must be said that ever since she suffered from mental illness, Chen Simei's mental strength has become terrifying. After a while, she actually fell asleep!

After a whole night of tossing and turning, He Yajun finally gave birth to a baby boy at dawn.

The baby boy was small in size and his body was slightly bluish.

The eldest lady came to see him at dawn and sent some gifts away, leaving the matter at that. She did not show much interest in her only grandson.

The main reason is that I am too disgusted with this woman named He Yajun.

Jiang Shangbin did not name his son Jiang Zurong as he did in his previous life, but randomly gave him the name "Jiang Bai".

Jiang Bai, Jiang Bai, pure and innocent.

As for whether they are innocent or not, everyone probably has their own idea.