Happy Marriage

Xia Ansheng felt like he had a very long nightmare, bizarre and absurd.

However, the piercing pain and unforgettable hatred made her suffocate, like burning oil.

She struggled to wake up from the endless abyss and opened her eyes in horror.

Sister Xia Anran just sat upright in front of the bed, her beautiful eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her face was pale, just like the gardenia blooming in the yard at dusk, dazzlingly white and pure.

"An Sheng, you finally woke up!" Xia Anran held her hand tightly and wept with joy: "I'm about to scare my sister to death, I thought you wouldn't be able to wake up."

Sister A's soft and smooth hands were too real, and Xia Ansheng was in a trance for a moment.

She pulled the corners of her lips laboriously and turned her head. It was dusk outside the window, and the warm setting sun shone on the carved window lattice, coating the thin smoke screen with a soft golden layer. The fragrant aroma of gardenias in the yard was blown into the house by the cool evening wind, and it became faint.

The fragrance is warm and warm, just like every evening before my sister came out of the pavilion, so peaceful, you can touch the truth.

Heaven is fair, I really have been reborn.

"Sister?" Xia Ansheng grinned and smirked, shaking her sister's hand tightly. What was lost and found is very precious: "Have I been in a coma for a long time?"

Xia Anran nodded, holding back the sore nose: "It's been three days and three nights, and even the panting is indistinct. But angry mother is reluctant to invite even a boss, just worried that you won't be able to hold on. To add bad luck to Ziwu's marriage, she insists on sending you to Zhuangzi to fend for itself.

I desperately rushed out and begged my father, but it was delayed for two days. If you go into a coma, my sister is really helpless. An Sheng, you must never be so reckless in the future. People are always stronger than their lives. This marriage is enough, right? "

Xia Ansheng looked up and saw that An Ran's forehead still had the bruises that had faded away, which should be the mark left by her kneeling and begging her biological father for mercy.

An Sheng felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He didn't know how the elder sister had to endure this long and terrifying three days by herself.

Three days and nights? Xia Ziwu's marriage?

It was three years ago that she came back. At this time, her elder sister Xia Anran was still unmarried, but it was a pity that A-Niang had passed away and she was unable to return to the world.

When A-Niang was still alive, she set up a good marriage for Xia Anran, and now Meng Jinglun, the eldest son of the servant family of the Ministry of Rites.

When they got married a few years ago, the Meng family was not prominent, and they were the right match. It's just that Meng Jinglun today has learned a lot of lessons, and he has become a leader, and his career is just around the corner. The master of the Meng family also rose to the top with the ancestors Yinde, and in one fell swoop he became the servant of the Ministry of Rites, and the glory of the family is not what it used to be.

However, his own father has always stopped at the seat of the foreign member of the Ministry of Housing, without any merit or fault, neither salty nor bland. As a result, the Meng family's marriage is somewhat unattainable.

Therefore, the stepmother Xue Shi, who came up later, pretended to be deaf and mute and wasted her sister's time for several years. This year, An Ran is eighteen, An Sheng is sixteen, and even Xia Ziwu has reached her age.

Xue finally revealed the wishful thinking in her heart, and invited a matchmaker to the Meng family to test her words, intending to let Xia Ziwu and Li replace Taojang, instead of Xia Anran, to marry and enjoy the glory.

Three days ago was the day when the head of the Meng family and the mother came to see each other and discuss relatives. The two sisters were still kept in the dark and rejoiced.

An Sheng was assigned to go into the kitchen early in the morning and tried his best to make his sister grow face in front of her future mother-in-law.

Xia Ziwu easily deceived the Jinping that Xia Anran painstakingly embroidered, and shamelessly named the two sisters' craftsmanship in his own name, winning the favor of the Meng family mistress.

In the anxious anticipation, Xia Ziwu couldn't hold back his pride, ran to the yard to show off his might, and gave Xia Anran, who was full of longing, a head-on blow.

The indignant Xia Ansheng couldn't really see her arrogant face, so she shook off the blockage of her sister, who was still swallowing her anger, and jumped up and fought desperately with Xia Ziwu.

An Sheng is a stunned young man, and he is desperate to fight.

Madam Lian picked up the club in the corner of the house and gave her a fatal blow without hesitation.

He was in a coma for three days.

In the previous life, she woke up from a coma, and immediately revived with righteous indignation, causing the entire Xia Mansion to be restless, wishing she could open the roof and set fire to it.

Her father was completely disappointed with her, and three thorns were cut off. Stepmother Xue Shi pretended to dissuade her, saying that she had broken her brain, and with an order, An Sheng was kidnapped by Wu Hua and sent to Zhuangzi Li outside the city to recuperate.

Then, everything was settled.

Sister Xia Anran lost her good marriage, and she later lost the elder sister who loved her the most.

It seems that all disasters start from here and follow one after another.

"What about your marriage? How's it going?" Xia Ansheng asked eagerly.

Xia Anran lowered her head sadly, clenched her hands tightly, and choked softly.

"Father said... my sister is not good enough for the Meng family."

"Father was blinded by lard!" An Sheng slammed the bed board hard and said word by word.

A man who loves his concubine and destroys his wife, and allows his successor to turn around in the house, and does nothing wrong. He doesn't even forget to step on his own daughter, so he is so confused.

"Forget it, Ansheng, marriage matters, parents' orders, matchmaker's words, let it be up to the fate."

An Sheng stared at An Ran with burning eyes, and was extremely firm: "The life of the parents? Back then, the mother didn't let Xue's mother and daughter enter the gate of Xia's house. They hated their mother deeply. You still hope she can find a good friend for you and me. Is it your destination? That's wishful thinking! Sister, this is the only chance to change your destiny, we must never let it go and dig our own graves!"

"It's useless, it's too late." Xia Anran shook his head helplessly: "An Sheng, my sister doesn't have this blessing, so I can only accept my fate that the Meng family has come to have a tea ceremony today, just outside, the Geng Tie has also been exchanged, and the wedding date is right here. Three days later."

An Sheng suddenly remembered that in his previous life, Xue Shi was afraid that he would have more dreams at night. He searched for Nanguan Taoist priest, made a lot of silver taels, and told the Meng family that three days later would be a good day and auspicious day. If you miss it, you will have to wait another two years. There was a lot of people, and they hurriedly set a wedding date.

After three days? If it's done, it's too late to say anything. He and his sister are nothing but flesh and blood slaughtered by the incumbent.

Since God is merciful and reborn into Nirvana, we can no longer repeat the same mistakes and let the tragedy happen again.

What has been lost is helpless, and what is now possessed must not be lost.

She Xia Ansheng is bound to change her life against the sky, protect her elder sister throughout her life, and make the executioner who harmed herself and her family doomed forever!