Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

It was a long time before the door opened, revealing Yu Yijin, whose figure was growing increasingly thin.

He gave Chunzhi a stern look: "Didn't I tell you not to bring anyone over?"

Chunzhi was too timid to speak, but she was somewhat resentful. Did they want her to shout that the young master was pregnant so that everyone would know?

The man beside him gave a crisp bow: "Young Master Yu, I have been entrusted to deliver a message to you."

Yu Yijin impatiently unfolded the letter, only to be immediately shocked: the drawing was very simple, and it was clear that the writer was extremely skilled at painting.

It simply depicts an extremely cute child sleeping peacefully in his father's arms.

It was an extremely heartwarming painting, but Yu Yijin was filled with a chill.

He took a few steps back: "Who are you? What do you want?" Yu Yijin's tone was even described as shrill.

Someone found out! And they came to his door! Were they simply there to ask for money? Or did they want to take his life?

The man smiled gently: "My name is Linlang. I'm here to deliver a message, and also to save your life!"

Linlang was Dr. Huang's second wife. A few days ago, Dr. Huang suddenly fell seriously ill at night and died in the quiet of the night. Linlang then became the only male doctor in the town.

He had a fairly good relationship with Xia Jin'an, so he didn't refuse her request.

“Yu Yijin has made up his mind to abort the child, but he is quite far along in his pregnancy and it is really dangerous. I am discussing with him how to abort the child without attracting attention or harming his body. He has neither the mind nor the energy to ruin your wedding. Jin’an, prepare well for the wedding.”

Xia Jin'an put down the letter in his hand. The sunlight outside was just right, shining through the window and warming Xia Jin'an. He continued to write the wedding invitation.

He didn't have many friends with Nakata, and their kinship was shallow.

Zhongtian wrote down several names, while Xia Jin'an was personally writing the invitations stroke by stroke.

The Xia family sent two copies of this invitation.

One copy was given to Xia Muning.

Xia Muning was playing the piano. His tireless playing caused the flesh on his fingers to bleed, then slowly heal, bleed again, and heal again, forming a thin callus. Then, someone applied expensive medicine to it, making it soft and tender again.

Perhaps it was the glaring sunlight today, or perhaps it was the soreness in his eyes from practicing the piano for so long, but looking at the words on the red invitation, he felt like crying.

The musician went to rest next door, and the attendant brought over tea and snacks. He asked the attendant, "How is Fang Shilian's secret plan going?"

The servant's hands trembled slightly as he held the pastries, and he tried his best to keep his tone normal: "Miss seems to be hesitating!"

"Useless woman." Xia Muning muttered disdainfully, "Think of a way to send Shiqin to her side."

"Yes.."

He looked at his smooth hands, touched the Buddha image on his chest, and prayed that all the gods and Buddhas would bless him so that his wishes would come true...

The other invitation was for Xia Fang.

With Xia Fang not at home, the letter naturally ended up in Ding Yucheng's hands.

Ding Yucheng read the invitation word by word. The characters were neat and clear, revealing the joy of the person who wrote it.

He casually picked up the invitation and said to Liang Yun, "Tell me, do you think there really are supernatural beings in this world? Is it possible for someone to be possessed, like in a picture book? Is it possible for someone to completely change their appearance overnight?"

Liang Yun didn't know why Ding Yucheng asked such a question. But he was well aware of the survival strategy of a servant: silence is golden.

"Do you think Xia Jin'an will find happiness, or will she fall into another abyss?" Liang Yun did not answer, and Ding Yucheng did not expect Liang Yun to answer either.

"But I was never truly happy to see her get married."

Liang Yun lowered his head, concealing the emotions in his eyes.

He lowered his head and reported another matter: "My cousin, who is slightly more conscious, said she saw someone kill someone! Also, she is particularly afraid of piglets, saying that pigs eat people!"

The word "pig?" made Ding Yucheng quite sensitive. Recently, Zhong Tian's Nian Jun'an's private kitchen has been very popular, and the main ingredient is pork.

Xia Wen's whereabouts are unknown, and his fate is uncertain...

It seemed as if some kind of mystery was slowly unfolding before Ding Yucheng.

……

Today, the 18th day of the 12th lunar month in the year of Guimao, is an auspicious day for marriage!

As the year draws to a close, and with this year being a lucky one, everyone is in high spirits. So, early in the morning, upon hearing the sound of firecrackers, everyone went to Zhongzhai to join in the festivities.

Today, Nakata wore a bright red wedding dress and stood at the door to greet guests. She was beaming with joy, and her eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Xia Muning arrived first. He stepped down from the carriage, his once dashing clothes now replaced by a dark blue outfit, which made him look much less aggressive.

Xia's father was initially unwilling for Xia Muning to come, but Xia Muning said, "Father, I went to see Lady Zhong's wedding banquet today, which put an end to my infatuation. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel at ease serving His Majesty."

Xia's father then agreed.

He stepped down from the carriage and looked at Zhong Tian, ​​his gaze lingering on her bright red wedding dress: "Congratulations, Madam Zhong."

Xia Muning's gaze made Zhong Tian quite uncomfortable. She coughed a few times and said, "Thank you. There is tea inside. Please come in!"

The second person to arrive was Xia Fang, but she helped Song Jinshu down from the carriage.

Zhong Tian frowned. Xia Fang's behavior was quite inappropriate for this occasion, but as an outsider, she couldn't say anything.

Xia Fang looked rather embarrassed in front of Zhong Tian: "Zhong Tian, ​​I..."

Zhong Tian was quite generous: "Manager Xia, I must thank you for helping me when I was poor. Thank you for coming to this joyous occasion."

"….well."

Ding Yucheng was sitting in the carriage behind.

Ding Yucheng stared coldly at the adulterous couple in front of him, his hands involuntarily clenching.

Last night, Xia Fang quietly went out.

Upon inquiring, it was discovered that Song Jinshu had been suffering from chest pain, and Xia Fang had taken care of him overnight. Yet today, she had taken Song Jinshu out to a banquet, a blatant slap in his face.

"Master," Liang Yun whispered from the side, "I heard that Miss wants to take Song Jinshu as her husband and is already making preparations."

Ding Yucheng looked at Zhong Tian, ​​who was greeting guests, and thought to himself, "Indeed, cause and effect are cyclical, and retribution is swift. Those who cuckold others will be cuckolded in return."

"Go down."

Ding Yucheng composed himself, got off the carriage, and saw Xia Fang and Song Jinshu. His expression didn't change at all. He just smiled at Zhong Tian and said, "Congratulations, Madam Zhong."

Nakata cautiously observed the chaotic scene before him, feeling a pang of unease: "Thank you for coming. Please go inside quickly!"

Ding Yucheng went in and sat opposite Xia Fang. Xia Fang felt rather uncomfortable, but Song Jinshu didn't care at all.

Instead, he smiled broadly and said to Xia Fang beside him, "Xia Niang, I can't drink this leftover wine. You drink it."

The fourth one to arrive was Yu Yijin, with Linlang following behind him!

Yu Yijin's face was lightly rouged, making her look no different from an ordinary person, except that she was wearing a loose robe today and her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

As soon as he appeared, Nakata was on high alert: "What are you doing here?"

Yu Yijin smiled weakly: "You don't need to be nervous, I won't do anything, I'm just taking a look."

Look, look, what are you looking at? He couldn't explain it either.

He sat in the inner hall, in a corner as if he were invisible.

The fifth person to arrive was Lin Qingzhi.

Lin Qingzhi wore a dark red suit and looked even more energetic than Zhong Tian today.

But the fan in his hand was so weak that he could no longer fan himself. He looked Zhongtian up and down and shook his head repeatedly.

"A beautiful flower stuck in cow dung! Why did the charming Xia Jin'an have to marry you? If you dislike her, give her to me, I won't mind."

These words made Zhongtian's teeth itch. She said with a forced smile, "Since you're a guest, I won't hit you today!"

Later, several neighbors and waiters came. Jinxia was away and couldn't come, but she sent someone to deliver gifts.

A lively and bustling gathering of friends.

The master of ceremonies glanced at the sky, estimated the time, and then his loud voice rang out: "The auspicious time has arrived, distinguished guests are here to welcome!"