Han Qiancheng said: "Even if I don't admit it, it can't change the fact that you are my Han family. My grandfather taught me since childhood that a family should live in harmony.
Before he passed away, he handed over the order of the head of the Han family to you, which means that he has accepted your descendants of the Han family. You are my eldest brother, there is no doubt about it."
Shen Zhixu chuckled lightly: "You know, what I want is not your name as big brother. I ask you one last time, will you let us leave?"
Han Qiancheng's eyes darkened slightly: "I'm sorry, I can't promise you this."
Shen Zhixu's face suddenly turned cold: "Then we have nothing to say."
Han Qiancheng filled the wine glass, picked it up and said, "Brother, I'll do it first as a token of respect."
He drank the wine, then turned around and strode away.
Shen Zhixu looked at him, then shook his head and said, "I thought he had found his way back."
If he had known to return at this time, he could have saved his life, but he had to go all the way to the dark side, and there would be no recovery.
Then, no one can save him.
Han Qiancheng told Wei Yu to take care of the guests in the valley, and then went to the bridal chamber.
When the door opened, he saw his Ling'er sitting on the wedding couch with a bright red hijab covering her head.
Bi Tao knelt down and saluted: "Congratulations to the young master, I wish the young master and his wife to grow old together and have a happy marriage for a hundred years."
Han Qiancheng nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Go down and rest."
Bitao withdrew and closed the door for them.
In the room, two dragon and phoenix wedding candles were lit, and the candle lights flickered and reflected the figures in the room.
Yan Ruoling waited for a long time but did not hear any movement from Han Qiancheng. She thought he was not there, so she called out: "Husband."
Han Qiancheng came to his senses. He walked up to Yan Ruoling and nervously pinched the red hijab.
He took a deep breath and took off the hijab, revealing Yan Ruoling's pretty little face, with picturesque eyebrows and a touch of makeup, like a beauty walking out of a painting. Her every frown and smile was charming. .
Han Qiancheng's throat tightened as he looked at her. He knew that his Ling'er was beautiful, but she still shocked him tonight.
He was already a bit drunk, but now he seemed even more drunk. He couldn't help but clasp the back of Yan Ruoling's neck, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
Yan Ruoling groaned, and the lingering sound was drowned between her lips and teeth. She clearly felt Han Qiancheng's heat that was different from the past, and it made her dizzy. She didn't know where she was?
It wasn't until she was almost unable to breathe that she stretched out her hand to push him and said, "Husband, the phoenix crown is so heavy. Can I take it apart first?"
Han Qiancheng regained some consciousness and apologized: "It's my fault, I've made you tired."
With that said, he took off the phoenix crown for her and asked, "Are you hungry? Can I ask you to prepare some food for you?"
Yan Ruoling shook her head: "I'm not hungry."
She held Han Qiancheng's hand and looked at him, her eyes full of smiles: "My husband looks really good today."
Han Qiancheng was elated by her praise, and he said in a low voice: "Madam, you look so good today. You will take away my soul."
Yan Ruoling was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't hear clearly, and looked at him and said, "What did you call me?"
Han Qiancheng chuckled and called again: "Madam."
Yan Ruoling's eyebrows were crooked, and she asked, "Now that we are married, can we have a baby? Tell me quickly, how to have a baby?"