"It's really a lot stronger."

After some testing, Lu Yi confirmed that his physical strength had improved a lot.

This made him very curious about his changes.

Is it possible that there is a magical medicine in this world that is beyond my knowledge, and it has such an effect?

If this were possible in my own time, how could I become rich?

It's a pity that Mr. Yang is not here, so no one can ask about this matter.

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Yi continued his usual habits.

Study and exercise while getting ready for marriage.

You still have to tidy up yourself and your place.

Because time was tight, for this reason, Lu Yi bought a few domestic slaves to stay in his residence for the first time.

Two little girls, used to accompany Yang Yuanzhen.

An older couple takes care of the daily chores in the yard.

The domestic slaves Lu Yi chose were not very popular and did not look good.

These domestic slaves are difficult to sell and their situation is difficult.

After arriving at Lu Yi's place, we didn't have to worry about eating or drinking, and there weren't many things to do.

For them, it is still heaven.

Not only in his own residence, but also in his farm, he used purchased slaves.

It's just that Lu Yi doesn't like having others serve him, so there's no one left here where he lives.

That's all Lu Yi can do now, he can't do anything else.

If you want to change the fate of all slaves who were sold, you have to change this era.

In that case, he would need to take the imperial examination to change himself first.

In addition to the newly purchased domestic slaves, Lu Yi also called people from the farm to help and rearranged the house together.

After all this busy work, it was time for Lu Yi to get married.

On this day, several of Lu Yi's servants got up early and started working.

However, there is not much they need to do.

Because Young Master Yang doesn’t need to show off his intentions, it’s just a few people from Lu Yi’s side, plus Young Master Yang’s brother and sister.

So Lu Yi simply asked the best restaurant in the county to reserve a table for him and just send it over when the time comes.

"Where's Brother Yang?"

What surprised Lu Yi was that after Chen Shi, he carried the flower bridge to his residence.

However, Mr. Yang himself was not seen, only two maids and a few people carrying the sedan chair.

"My young master needs to leave first, so he asked us to send the young lady over to Young Master Lu first, so as not to delay the good time for the young master and the young lady."

After listening to Lu Yi's words, a maid looked inside the sedan and replied.

She is the maid of the Third Holy Mother, so she naturally knows very well everything that happened between Lu Yi and the Third Holy Mother.

There is no Mr. Yang, and no Yang Yuanzhen.

From beginning to end, there is only one Three Holy Mothers, Yang Chan.

It’s just that one time it’s the Three Holy Mothers men’s clothing, and the other time it’s women’s clothing.

"Uh..."

After Lu Yi heard this, he felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

Are these brothers and sisters? What could be more urgent than this?

Is it possible that this guy gave himself a fake bride, and then he was worried that he would cause trouble for him, so he didn’t dare to show up?

Thinking of this, Lu Yi couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

However, after thinking about it for a while, I decided to trust Young Master Yang.

Although Mr. Yang did not come, Lu Yi never ignored the newcomers in the sedan.

There are many steps to follow in the process, and the treatment you deserve is not neglected.

After all, I have a good relationship with Young Master Yang, and Yang Yuanzhen is so beautiful.

The brother and sister wanted to play a trick on him, and Lu Yi admitted it.

Welcoming the newlyweds in, and then paying homage to each other for a glass of wine.

All that's left is to lift the hijab and get married.

At this moment, Lu Yi felt a little impatient.

It's not that he can't wait for the wedding, but Lu Yi is worried that the woman under the hijab is not Yang Yuanzhen.

"Ms. sir, don't be in a hurry to lift your hijab."

"After paying homage to the court and drinking the wedding wine, I will become your husband-in-law."

"My brother said that my husband has received documents from others, but he has never seen me."

"How about, sir, can you show me your body and then expose it?"

Just when Lu Yi was about to lift Yang Yuanzhen's hijab, he didn't know how Yang Yuanzhen saw his move, blocked himself, and then said to Lu Yi with a smile.

The voice was still the same one he heard on the top of Mount Huashan that day, which made Lu Yi sigh in relief.

What he is most worried about now is that the product is not the right version.

"Hey, it's okay if you want to hear poetry. It's just that I can't think of any interesting poetry right now. Can I use ready-made poetry?"

After listening to Yang Yuanzhen's words, Lu Yi smiled and replied.

He is not in the mood to copy poems in front of others to show off.

But in front of your own woman, you have to pretend.

Not only can I recite good lyrics, but I can also recite good poetry.

In front of Young Master Yang, Lu Yi naturally couldn't be too relaxed.

But now that he and Yang Yuanzhen are married, they are just about to get married, so naturally they can’t hold back too much.

The joy of this boudoir must be relaxed and relaxed to be more harmonious.

"Natural, then please come and have a look, Mr. Yin. As long as it is good, there is no need to adapt to the situation. Mr. Xian will just come and see."

After hearing this, the Third Holy Mother under the hijab knew that her husband-in-law really had a lot to hide.

This guy is so good at hiding.

No need to resort to any tricks, but I don’t even want to show it.

"Madam, listen carefully."

Lu Yi immediately stood up and walked around the room.

After pretending for a while, seeing the atmosphere coming, he immediately recited it.

"First Song"

Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February.

The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain.

"Second song!"

After singing one song, before Yang Yuanzhen could react, Lu Yi followed with the second song.

Last night's stars and last night's wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.

There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.

Separate seats are served with spring wine to warm them up, and separate seats are covered with candles and covered with red lamps.

I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request, and walked around the Malantai to turn around.

"The third song!"

The ocean water of humanity is deep, not even half as deep as lovesickness.

There is still an end to the sea water, and there is no limit to the longing for lovesickness.

Carrying the piano up to a high building, the building is full of moonlight.

Playing the love song, my strings suddenly broke.

Lu Yi read through many Tang poems in his heart, but he only knew so much, so he found a few poems that could be related to love and love.

When he was studying in the past, Lu Yi felt that he didn't study well, so he didn't keep up with his knowledge, and he only knew so much.

Originally, he wanted to use Salt Seller Lao Xin's Sapphire Case and Liu Yong's poems, which seemed more interesting.

But, I won’t give it to you.

So I had to ask the author to revise it again and change it to Tang poetry.

This kind of depression is beyond words.

"What a poem! My husband is quite thoughtful!"

After Lu Yi finished chanting, San Shengsheng replied with a smile.

It didn't matter to Yang Chan whether the poem should be in the right place or not. She just wanted to see Lu Yi's literary talent, which only she could see.
Chapter completed!