Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

All the people present were friends with the Yu Mansion, so naturally they all received wedding invitations from the Yu Mansion.Therefore, they all knew about Wu Tang and Yu Ji's marriage, but it didn't mean that they were willing to take this muddy water, but each watched the excitement.

When the old Hou Ye saw Yu Ji, his pupils shrank, he sighed for a moment and said, "Forget it, just step back."

Yu Ji beside him stood up after hearing the words, bowed and retreated, and Wu Tang also followed his example and went out.

"Don't take what he said to heart, go back and rest, there is still a long time before the dinner, I will send someone to call you back." Yu Ji stroked the hair on the top of Wutang's head.

Wu Tang's ears were a little red, and he avoided Yu Ji's hand. He was very dissatisfied with this action in his heart, but he was not as tall as Yu Ji, so he couldn't resist, so he could only purse his mouth and say: "Okay..."

In fact, he didn't understand why Yu Ji agreed to marry him.

If it was the order of his parents, he looked at Yu Ji and he was not someone who would obey his parents' orders.

If it's their childhood friendship, it means that he is also an important figure in Yu Ji's heart.After all, if Yu Ji didn't marry him, he would make a fool of himself in the capital sooner or later.

But he always felt that Yu Ji didn't seem to have such a deep friendship with him.

The remaining reason is probably that he didn't want to marry anyone, and he didn't dislike him, so he simply married him to silence everyone.

But after all, Yu Ji was soft-hearted towards him, Wu Tang thought of this and his heart beat a little faster, and he became more and more puzzled by the madness that the boy said, a person who behaved so prudently and decently, couldn't see where the madness was at all.

"Where are you going?" Seeing that Yu Ji was about to leave, Wu Tang hurriedly asked.

"Go pick someone up." Yu Ji said without turning his head.

Wu Tang followed, these Tian Yu Ji's dragons were endless, he searched for a long time but it was difficult to meet him, so naturally he wanted to prolong the time he spent with Yu Ji: "Go pick someone up, I'll be with you."

"No, it won't take long to see him." The corners of Yu Ji's lips twitched slightly.

Wu Tang was bewitched by that smile, and was hit by the arrow in the name of beauty, she couldn't say no to refuse, panicked and wanted to hide the redness on her cheeks, so she could only go back to the room according to his wishes.

After going through the procedure of birthday greetings, when Wu Tang returned to the room, it was already Shen Shi, and there was still more than an hour before the dinner party, so he could have a good rest.

As soon as he got back, he lay on the bed, waiting for Chun Tao to untie the hairpin from his head.But for some reason Chuntao was not in the room, so he had to call another maid to help him undo the complicated hairstyle.

After undoing the hairstyle all over her head and letting her hair fall down in a mess, Wu Tang felt that she was alive again.

But because Yu Ji said that it would not take long to see that person, Wu Tang thought about going to see Yu Ji again, so he ordered his maid to make him a simple hairstyle.

But when he had just rested and ate some preserved fruits, a maid knocked on the door and handed in a note.

The note said to ask Wu Tang to wait for him at the pavilion outside the courtyard.

Since this is the place where the female family members of the Hou Mansion lived, the guards were strict, and it was the old Hou Ye's birthday, so the inspections were even tighter, even the pavilion mentioned in the note was still the same.

Seeing the flowing handwriting on the note, Wu Tang guessed that the other party was probably a man.

Wu Tang thought about who this person would be for a moment, pursed his lips and finally went to the pavilion outside the courtyard to meet him directly.

After arriving in the pavilion, Wu Tang saw a familiar handsome figure, it was indeed a man, and it was his junior brother Wen Yanke.

"It's you?" Wu Tang was taken aback and asked.

Although he had already recognized that man as his junior brother just by looking at the back, but because Wen Yanke at this time was completely different from the desolate look he saw last time, Wu Tang still gave him an extra look.

Wen Yanke was dressed in a black brocade robe, her face was like frost and ice, and her whole body was like an unsheathed sword, except for an untimely rabbit jade pendant tied around her waist, which ruined the whole atmosphere.

The wounds on his body had healed and faded away, and the once terrifying scar on his forehead was now only left with a few traces of purple.

If it wasn't for Wu Tang himself, he couldn't see it anymore, and he couldn't see how miserable he was once.

Wu Tang walked up to him, Wen Yanke turned her head, saw Wu Tang's attire, stared at her with dark eyes for two seconds, then bowed her hands and said, "Xiaosheng thank you for saving me a few days ago."

Wu Tang waved his hand to let him get up, most people showed fear or contempt for him, and few people would thank him, let alone that person was his junior who was used to bullying, which made him impatient and not used to listening.

He remembered two days ago that he had heard that the results of the palace examination would be released in two days, and then saw Wen Yanke's attire that was visible to the naked eye: "Don't worry about it, you are dressed like this, but you won the number one prize?"

Wu Tang didn't know about civil imperial examinations, but what he read said so in the textbooks. Scholars went to Beijing to rush for the exams. They were poor and poor and got sponsorship from nobles. They won the first prize in one fell swoop and then repaid the nobles.

Wen Yanke nodded and said, "Exactly..."

Wu Tang raised the corners of her lips when she heard the words, very satisfied.

Sure enough, his junior brother still has some brains, even in the illusion, he will not let him down.

"That's good, what's the matter with you coming to see me this time?" Wu Tang asked.

Wen Yanke hooked the rabbit jade pendant on her waist unintentionally, and gently stroked it with her index finger.

"Xiaosheng is here to repay the girl's Bu Yao and jade pendant, so he took the opportunity of coming to celebrate the old Hou Ye's birthday and come to see the girl."

Wu Tang knew the grievances between Wen Yanke's mother and son and the Hou Mansion, and roughly guessed that Wen Yanke's visit this time was by no means a good birthday celebration, and the Hou Mansion didn't stop Wen Yanke anymore, so it's unknown what will happen next.

Although Wu Tang didn't expect to benefit from this illusion, since Wen Yanke trusted him, the chances of him being able to wake him up were a little higher.

Wen Yanke took out a beautifully decorated gold silk wooden box from her bosom, which contained Wutang's golden step.

"Where's the jade pendant?" Wu Tang asked.

Wen Yanke took off another jade pendant from her waist, but it was not the rabbit jade pendant that Wu Tang had given him.

It is another piece of snake-shaped jade pendant, but it is exactly the same as the rabbit jade pendant in terms of material and color, as if carved out of a piece of jade.

Wu Tang was taken aback: "This is not my piece."

He looked over Wen Yanke's waist, and saw that the rabbit jade pendant was his, and was about to ask if he had made a mistake, when he looked up, he saw Wen Yanke's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were deep as if something was spinning something unknown.

"That's right..." Wen Yanke said.

Wu Tang was puzzled, the piece in his memory was indeed a rabbit, so he wanted to take off the piece on Wen Yanke's waist and exchange it back.

As a result, as soon as he stood over, he suddenly saw a tall figure in the distance outside the pavilion, and that figure seemed to be looking at them.

He was squinting his eyes to see who it was, but he was too late to untie Wen Yanke's jade pendant. He leaned forward but didn't notice that Wen Yanke took a step back, and threw himself directly into Wen Yanke's arms. Wen Yanke was pushed back two steps and sat on the bench.

Wu Tang was shocked, and it was at this time that he saw clearly that the person in the distance was Yu Ji, and Yu Ji turned around and left the moment he saw him.

Wu Tang didn't know whether Yu Ji was looking at him, or whether Yu Ji turned and left because he saw their movements.

But because of this series of coincidences, Wu Tang suddenly had a strange illusion again, as if he was the husband who was caught by the lady on the spot and ate behind his back, but the key point is that both he and Wen Yanke are men.

He squeezed the outrageous thoughts out of his mind, and got up from Wen Yanke with a stiff body.

Since Wu Tang's entire attention was absorbed by the person opposite, she didn't notice Wen Yanke's reddened ears.

"Is the girl okay?" Wen Yanke seemed to want to help Wutang, but she didn't dare to touch her due to etiquette, and only kept the gentleman's etiquette to lean back as much as possible to reduce the physical contact between him and Wutang.

Wu Tang didn't feel any needless embarrassment towards Wen Yanke, and just naturally supported his shoulders to stand up.

Seeing Wen Yanke's stiff and uncomfortable expression and the reddened ears, that taciturn face that always had only one expression came alive at this moment.

Wu Tang thought of the punishment he had received in front of his master because of Wen Yanke, and the sudden doubling of his homework, and suddenly felt malicious in his heart.

Simply, he was used to bullying Wen Yanke, and it was not bad this time in the secret realm.

"My foot seems to be sprained." Wu Tang had already supported Wen Yanke's shoulders to stand up, but at this moment her feet softened and she sat directly in Wen Yanke's arms.

Although Wen Yanke was a scholar, she was much taller than Wu Tang in stature, so it was effortless to support Wu Tang at this moment.

His whole face suddenly turned red, but luckily it was getting darker and he couldn't see clearly.

Wu Tang's hair brushed against his shoulders, and there was a faint fragrance lingering around him.

The smooth and thin layer of muscles attached to Wen Yanke's entire body tensed up, as if she had become a puppet, not daring to move, not even daring to look.

Fortunately, Wu Tang just wanted to tease him, but because it was getting dark, it was hard to see Wen Yanke's expression, Wen Yanke was dumbfounded and had no interest, and lost interest.

Wu Tang was about to stand up, but when he exerted force on his feet, he found that his foot was really sprained, and the pain was excruciating when he moved it.