It's hard to be a prodigal

No matter how much Jiang Zong hated Sui Xiaohou Ye, he would not be able to shut the door to the emperor's relatives. When the door of Jiang's compound was opened, he first lined up to bring in ten boxes of gold, ten boxes of emeralds, six boxes of jewelry and a whole truckload of porcelain.

This is probably because all the belongings of the Jingchuan Hou Mansion have been moved here and hired.

Wearing a dark red jacquard satin suit, Sui Lan stepped into the threshold of Jiang's compound.

Jiang Heng passed the lobby with the ledger, and was so startled that he stood by the door for a long time without daring to move.

"Hou... Lord Hou..." Jiang Heng retreated tremblingly, looking at the red wooden boxes in the yard in surprise, and even more surprised that Lord Hou didn't want to raise him as a lover, but planned to marry him.

"Ma'am, you are welcome, just call me Sui Lan." Sui Xiaohou said calmly.

Jiang Zong was dragged to the corner by Le Lian covering his mouth.

"Will he be hired? The elder brother is like a father, and I, the eldest brother, are stuck here? Come up to the wife? Madam, your mother..."

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Half a year later, roads were paved with red silk for ten miles in Jinzhou City, red lanterns were hung in every street and alley, and red whips, gongs and drums were like New Year's Eve.

The whole world knew that Jingchuan Hou Mingmei was marrying a small businessman with red lips and white teeth.

But Marquis Jingchuan has made great achievements in battle, and the Sui family is in the limelight, no one dares to make Marquis Jingchuan unhappy at this moment.

Jingchuan Hou couldn't bear to let his wife ride in a bumpy carriage, so he hugged the little lady who was wrapped in a red hijab in his arms, and took over the door on horseback.

Jiang Zong leaned in Le Lian's arms, watching Lord Sui Xiaohou walk past the archway holding his younger brother's hand, carried him up and stepped over the brazier, and bowed upright.

"Xiao Heng said that he loves Lord Sui Xiaohou, but he is reluctant to marry." Jiang Zong didn't show any joy on his face, but sighed worriedly, "What is this child thinking? I don't take much care of him, and when I grow up, I almost don't know him."

Le Lian hugged Jiang Zong from behind, and comforted him in a low voice: "Master Hou loves him. The concern and joy in his eyes are not fake."

"I'm just afraid that Xiao Heng won't be comfortable. In my last life... forget it." Jiang Zong pulled Le Lian to follow him, "Go drink the wedding wine first, and I have to tell him that our family's dowry has increased by ten. Six businesses, three big granaries, and 300 million cash in cash, even if no one has a golden spoon in his mouth, he can't be bullied."

"In case Sui Lan changes her mind in the future and takes a few concubines for Xiao Heng to suffer, Xiao Heng doesn't eat his family's soft food, and we Xiao Heng are also respectable shopkeepers."

Jiang Zongxu muttered, Le Lian frowned and smiled, and lowered his head from behind to bite his earlobe: "Say one more word, I'll be jealous if I say one more sentence."

Until he saw the little Marquis Sui carrying Jiang Heng into the bridal chamber, Jiang Zong beat his chest even more: "It was the first time we came from the Yingchun Building back then... You almost killed me. Xiao Heng..."

"Xiao Heng, Xiao Heng, Xiao Heng." Le Lian hugged Jiang Zong's waist and led him to a dark and deserted place, and kissed him hard on his lips, "Brother Zong, you are too biased."

"Aren't you still in my brother's hands? Xiao Hengke just got married, and our Jiang family compound is so unparalleled. You don't allow me to say a few words about the spring and the autumn."

"I don't care." Le Lian picked up Jiang Zong, got into the carriage, and put him under him.

"It won't be the last one, try more, sincerity will make you better." Le Lian pressed on Jiang Zong, bowed his body and bowed his head to kiss him.

The carriage didn't return to Jiang's compound, but turned to Lelian's residence on the way.

When the curtains were lifted, the courtyard was also hung with red silk, and the windows were filled with red happy characters.

Jiang Zong poked his head out of the carriage, his eyes lit up: "Little devil... when did you get these things?"

Le Lian took out a dark red embroidered dress and handed it to Jiang Zong, his cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment: "Brother, you, put it on and show me."

Jiang Zong was startled suddenly when he mentioned the exquisite and splendid red dress.

A pair of Tianshui cranes are embroidered on the back of the wedding dress.

His face suddenly changed.

In his previous life, he made a wedding dress for himself, and drew a pair of Tianshui cranes on it with his own hands. He found Xiu Niang, the most exquisite embroiderer, to embroider with sparrow feather thread for half a year.

After parting ways with Le Lian, he burned the wedding dress.

He once really thought about growing old together with the person in his dream, but the love was so deep that he couldn't live long, and he loved him so much and hated him so much.

"Where did you get this dress?" Jiang Zong seemed to be choked by something, clutching the wedding dress in a daze.

"I asked someone to cut it. I have been preparing it for half a year, and I have always wanted to wear it for you. For some reason, it is clearly drawn by myself, but I always feel familiar." Le Lian put the wedding dress on Jiang Zong, hugged Jiang Zong horizontally, Go to the bedroom.

The dark red skirt embroidered thread lined the white and slender legs, Jiang Zong deliberately took a sip of the rouge, his soft lips were reddish, and Xiao Le lost control even at a glance.

Jiang Zong was rudely carried onto the bed, and it hurt slightly when he entered.

Lelian bowed her head and kissed him.

Jiang Zong felt a little pain, two lines of tears could not help seeping from the corners of his eyes, his arms wrapped tightly around Le Lian, his body trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of being abandoned if he loosened a little.

"Husband, be gentle." Jiang Zong patted him on the back.

Le Lian's bones were shattered by his "husband" call, but he couldn't relax.

"Lian'er." Jiang Zong murmured softly in his ear, "Brother is just a baby bump, and I will love you forever."

Lelian kissed the gem on his earlobe lightly:

"I finally have a home."

What is the matter of enmity and entanglement between the two generations, but a single mistake can last through the ages, intoxicated and hesitant, I don't know.

One side of Tianshui is no longer there, and I ask you what you think about your worries.

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