The Peasant Family Wine Girl

Ren Yun Xing arrived on his big horse, carrying a betrothal gift of seven to eight carriages. The villagers of Apricot Village were stunned, Fu Yao's little lover turned into the nephew of a county magistrate, and those who had scolded him before became anxious.

Would he be unlucky if he bullied the county magistrate's nephew?

"What should we do?" Widow Sun said to Fu Chun Hua.

"How would I know? Let's go, let's go quickly. Don't show up at my house." Fu Chun Hua immediately threw Widow Sun out, feeling anxious and uneasy. After all, he was related to Fu Yao by blood, he could not go and beg Fujimori, he was soft-hearted and easy to coax.

Turning around, he saw a few men in black holding large shining blades, pointing them at her.

"You, you, who are you people?" Fu Chun Hua was trembling in fear.

"The person who wants your life."

The black clothed man said in a cold tone. He had not even chopped down a single time when he was already scared senseless. The few of them looked at each other in dismay. They had not even started to make their move yet.

"What should I do now?"

"Bury him."

Three or four people carrying Fu Chun Hua to the rear mountain in the dark of the night, put him into a coffin, and said, "I reckon that after a week, this Old Lady Fei will be very thin, not even a few dozen kilograms."

Early morning of the next day, Fu Yao woke up to clean up.

Fujimori wiped her tears as she combed Fu Yao's hair. She had only been back for less than a month and she was already getting married.

He had been scared to death, but now, his heart was aching.

"Mother, why are you crying? Isn't it great that I'm getting married?" Fu Yao comforted her, seeing that she did not even dare to tell her that she was betrothed to Ren Yun Xing.

"Alright, alright, alright, alright. But Mother really doesn't want to part with you." Fujimori cried as she spoke.

"Don't worry, I'll be back to accompany mother in the future."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Since you're married, you should be serving your in-laws. How can you come back so easily?"

Fu Yao laughed, she had already discussed this with Ren Yun Xing, he would not restrict her movements, at most, it would just be a piece of paper.

Besides, if that guy still wanted to eat the food she cooked, he had to obey.

Fu Yao was pulled up onto the palanquin by Fu Feng, and when she was sitting on it, she suddenly felt sad. She lifted her head, and heard the Fujimori crying and sighing.

If not for this order, Fu Yao would still be able to stay here for a long time.

This was the grandest line-up in the history of the county. Although the young duke Ren had been demoted, his status was still there, and he had an uncle who was the head of the county. This marriage was definitely not bad.

Kicking open the sedan chair's door, Ren Yun Xing held Fu Yao's hand and couldn't help but smile. The woman that he had liked for so many years was finally going to marry him, he had a nagging feeling that the wedding was not good enough for Fu Yao.

When he went to the capital, he would hold an even larger wedding banquet.

"My wife, I'm coming to pick you up."

Under the red veil, Fu Yao's face stiffened as he allowed himself to be held by his hands.

The duke was unable to return in a hurry from outside and it was only half a month before he learned of the news.

The Old Lady Su seated at the head of the table looked at Fu Yao with satisfaction. After hearing what Ren Yun Xing had said, she naturally knew of Fu Yao's achievements.

"I bow to the heavens and the earth."

"Second bow to the hall."

"Husband and wife bow to each other and enter the bridal chamber."

"Wait, you can't pay your respects!" The wedding was interrupted by a sudden roar.

When Fu Yao heard this, her body stiffened, why is he here?

"Fu Yao, come with me. You cannot marry Ren Yun Xing, absolutely not." Xiao Ming Yuan pulled Fu Yao's arm and walked out. How could she marry him so casually?

And he was even the most hedonistic son of the capital, Ren Yun Xing.

Fu Yao lifted her head, forcefully breaking free from his grasp, and said angrily: "Xiao Ming Yuan, let me go, who do you want me to marry, and what does it have to do with you?"

Looking at his miserable appearance, he seemed to be in a daze as his entire body was covered in mud.

Ren Yun Xing squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Man Lou who was watching the show behind him. He swept over with a sharp gaze.

Feng Man Lou raised his eyebrows and folded his arms across his chest. Because Fu Yao wanted to kill him with a single word, he had to give him this gift, right?

"Of course it's related. If I don't allow you to marry, that means you're not allowed to marry." Xiao Ming Yuan's face reddened. He had disappeared without a trace from the capital alone, and so many people were looking for her.

And she, on the other hand, was marrying a popinjay.

"Second Young Master Xiao, what are you doing?" Snatching up a marriage? " Ren Yun Xing grabbed Xiao Ming Yuan's arm, and lightly loosened his hand.

"Let me tell you, Ren Yun Xing, you are not worthy of Fu Yao, you cannot marry her." Xiao Ming Yuan was a hero in her heart, and only that person could match up to her.

"Fu Yao was betrothed to me, I can't marry her, can you?"

"You … You just can't. " Xiao Ming Yuan choked, "Let me tell you, if you continue to do this, you will definitely bring about a fatal disaster."

That person would definitely not let Ren Yun Xing go, and neither would he let Ren Yun Xing go.

What qualifications does a playboy of the capital have to own Fu Yao?

"Haha, I don't believe that I can invite a death wish when I marry a woman. Someone, invite Second Young Master Xiao out. I don't welcome you here." Ren Yun Xing said coldly.

A fatal disaster?

He wanted to see what a fatal disaster this was.

The servant immediately picked Xiao Ming Yuan up, unable to break free, he shouted: "No, Fu Yao, you cannot marry him! Do you know that he waits for you every day, sitting at the place where you used to drink, if you marry someone, what will he do?"

Fu Yao was startled, what about that man?

Countless scenes appeared in his mind: the sand dune barbecue, the snowy plains for hunting, the riding and chatting in the autumn sky, and the overflowing spring sun.

All of this was very beautiful, but in the following days in the capital, all the happiness could not be compared to heartache.

That life wasn't what she wanted.

"What he does is his business, it has nothing to do with me." Fu Yao was cold. Ever since their battle at the Divide of Water, everyone had said very clearly that he was going to inherit the throne, and she did not want to add blood to her life.

Since he couldn't give up his rights, and she couldn't give up her own, it meant that they didn't love each other enough.

"How could it be okay? He drinks too much wine every day to dispel his worries. Do you know that the imperial physicians always say that he will be in trouble if he continues to drink?"

Xiao Ming Yuan, go back and tell him that since he has already decided, there's no need to pester him anymore. I'm married, and I love this man. Fu Yao held onto Ren Yun Xing's arm, his words filled with blood, "If he dares to even touch him, I will definitely meet him at the underworld."

"Fu Yao, do you know …" That person loved you so much that her words were stuck in her throat, "Since it's like this, then you can't marry a popinjay."

"Men, throw Xiao Ming Yuan out. From now on, you are not allowed to take a step into our Su Family." Old Lady Su slammed the table heavily, saying that her grandson was a playboy in front of her. Did she really think that their Su Family was so easy to bully …