Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

Song Yu couldn't see who was outside the hijab, and he didn't have the face to look at them, holding the red silk in his hand, standing at a loss like a green pine.

An old family member stood aside and shouted loudly: "The auspicious time has come—"

"Worship heaven and earth!"

After Xiao Kan bowed, he found that Song Yu was still standing upright, and immediately winked at the warriors beside the hall, and the two warriors immediately came over and grabbed Song Yu's shoulders and wrists.

Mrs. Li, who was sitting in the high hall, couldn't help but tugged at her sleeve to get angry, and Xiao Ling, who was standing beside Mrs. Li, dared not speak out.

Deputy General Liu coughed, and the old family member cleared his throat, and shouted again:

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Happy husband and wife."

"Licheng! Send to the bridal chamber!"

In this way, Song Yu was pressed on the shoulders and Xiao Kan worshiped in full view.

Mrs. Li simply didn't know how to face the new couple in the hall.

With congratulations all around his ears, Xiao Kan clasped his fists in return to everyone in the hall, even though most of them were silent Heiyaozhai people.

Song Yu's hands and feet were tied again, and he smelled the familiar scent of Xiao Kan, and it was Xiao Kan who picked him up.

"Uncle Yi/Uncle, we are married now." Xiao Kan happily carried Song Yu to the bridal chamber.

After entering the gate of Xiyuan, a large pond came into view. After crossing the arch bridge with Song Yu in his arms, Xiao Kan walked through a large open space to the attic he specially built for Song Yu, which was their bridal chamber. .

The two maids opened the attic door, and Xiao Kan went straight to the second floor after stepping in.

"Why are you still as light and light as you were three years ago? Could it be that it's hard not to have your nephew by your side?" Xiao Kan put him on the side of the couch.

Song Yu sat on the edge of the soft couch, feeling a little numb in her heart, and could only grit her teeth and stare at her hands and feet under the hijab.

"Master Hou." A maid in the room came over holding a red chopping board.

Xiao Kan waved his hand, and the maids in the room put everything aside and left.

Xiao Kan wanted to take the wedding title and lift up the red hijab right away, but the time had not yet come.

So, he could only regretfully said: "Uncle Yi, it's still early and it's still a bit late, wait for Jingyun to go out, toast the brothers and elders in the village before coming back to sleep with Uncle Yi, please wait a moment .”

Song Yu was relieved at first, but also a little regretful.

After finishing speaking, Xiao could only hear the sound of Xiao Kan's footsteps gradually walking away. Song Yu looked at the red in front of her eyes, felt bitter in her heart, and thought about the "walking to sleep" in her mind.

Xiao Kan went out of the attic, and had ordered Deputy General Liu to prepare all the guest rooms in the mansion, and told him to keep an eye on the movement in Heiyao Village, and report to him if there was any disturbance.

When we got to the banquet, Xiao Kan was scolded and questioned unsurprisingly.

Xiao Ling and Mrs. Li were already disappointed and unbelievable by Xiao Kan's actions.

"Since Jingyun has done such a rebellious thing, I can't hide anything in front of you. Although I should call him Uncle Yi, I, Xiao Jingyun, love him and Song Yu."

Xiao Kan never thought of hiding this feeling from anyone from the beginning to the end, so when he said this to everyone in the seat, he felt happy, relieved, and satisfied.

Mrs. Li rushed in front of Xiao Kan, and slapped Xiao Kan loudly on the face: "Chongjin is your righteous uncle!"

Xiao Kan frowned, pinched Mrs. Li's shoulders, and said sincerely: "Yi Niang, Jing Yun knows, but Yi*-uncle also loves Jing Yun!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Xiao Ling and Mrs. Li at the side said in unison.

Xiao Kan breathed out, "Yi Niang, the matter between me and Uncle Yi cannot be explained clearly in a few words. In short, Uncle Yi and I are in love with each other and agree with each other."

"Jingyun! What's wrong with you! Chongjin can't help you!" Mrs. Li cried while holding Xiao Kan's face.

Xiao Ling hurriedly helped Madam Li to me, stared at Xiao Kan and said, "Brother Yi! How could you slander Uncle Yu so much!"

"Sister Ling, trust me, Uncle Yi and I are honest with each other." Xiao Kan wanted to wipe Madam Li's tears with his sleeve, but Xiao Ling slapped her away.

Mrs. Li was heartbroken, and begged: "Jingyun, let the village go, let Chongjin go!"

Xiao Kan was really aggrieved, he had no choice but to lift his front and knelt down, and then Xiao Kan's people in the courtyard immediately followed suit.

"Yi Niang, listen to the boy, the boy will not embarrass the village, but the imperial court has ordered the boy to take care of it, Jing Yun has no choice but to do so, instead, the village will be safe, and life in the village will be the same as before. Believe me, baby."

"What about Chongjin!"

Xiao Kan seemed to feel that Mrs. Li was considerate of him, "Jing Yun didn't mean to embarrass Uncle Yi, and marrying Uncle Yi was a promise that Jing Yun made to Uncle Yi before going to Xinjiang. Uncle Yi and I treat each other sincerely! "

In short, in the end, everyone was helpless. Mrs. Li also half-believed Xiao Kan's words, but Xiao Kan's power was overwhelming, and no one dared to do anything.

What should be said has been said, what should be drunk has been drunk, and Xiao Kan can't say anything more, let alone Song Yu is still waiting for him.

When Xiao Kan entered Xiyuan, he asked all the maids in the courtyard to go down. He straightened his clothes and went up to the attic with anticipation.

Song Yu's summer cloak was thrown at the end of the couch, and her luxurious wedding dress was just a cloth that got in the way at this moment, Xiao Kan went frantically to pick off every layer of the other party's clothes.

"Xiao Jingyun!" Song Yu blocked the opponent's face with one hand and pressed the opponent's shoulder with the other, and said hurriedly: "Stop!"

Xiao Kan clasped the other's hand, pressed his knee on the other's thigh, "You and I are already husband and wife, why not do some couple things?"

"It's against you!"

"Yes, Uncle Yi said yes, oh no, I should call you Madam now, my dear Uncle Yi."

Xiao Kan tore off his belt, bound Song Yu's wrists neatly, then quickly took off his red brocade and threw it on the floor.

"Xiao Kan! How dare you act/uncle!" Song Yu stared at her legs, but only felt that her lower body was empty, and a warm palm was pressed against her ass.

Xiao Kan tasted Song Yu's weak fragrance like honey, and answered him emotionally: "It's only natural for husband and wife to salute, why not dare, besides, this is not the first time, madam, why are you nervous?"

"You and I are just uncles, masters and nephews." Song Yu tried to break free from the hands bound by the belt, "If you don't care about this kindness, we can only carry the knife... um, huh..."

Just looking at Song Yu's face, thousands of times and thousands of times of yearning in the past two years are about to burst out. He misses Song Yu so crazily, loves Song Yu obsessively, and wishes to see Song Yu all the time Yu, he wanted this person forever, and didn't want anyone or anything to separate them.

Shame and anger were perfectly displayed on Song Yu's face. This long-lost sense of intrusion made him nervous and repelled, but he missed it immensely.

"Xiao Jingyun! You're crazy! I'm your Uncle Yi!" Song Yu yelled loudly against the opponent's chest with his bound hands.

"Uncle Yi, I'm not crazy, but you're driving me crazy."

"You are right, I know you are my righteous uncle, but from now on, we will still be husband and wife for life after life."

"Uncle Yi, Jingyun loves you." Xiao Kan bent down, resting his forehead on the opponent's back, madly proving his love.

Song Yu's face was buried on the quilt. At this time, apart from his brain being his own, the autonomy of his body had been completely deprived. Warm tears rolled down his face. What is this kind of love from the other party?

The author has something to say: "Uncle Yi" is too sensitive, but here I don't want to just use "Yi Shi" instead, but Uncle Yi has a sense of substitution.

Here is the main line, and the memory part is all over.