Everything is priced secretly.
This is true for the old man.
This is true for Shen Fan.
The same is true for Qin Wenying.
The ghost marriage twenty years ago was a last resort for their own benefit.
But it involved something even more troublesome.
"That's it, I understand."
After reading the memories of the old man and Shen Fan, Liu Hou finally understood most of the causes and consequences.
And Shen Fan, who had completely recovered all his memories, stared blankly at Qin Wenying, who was still smiling beside him.
I cried out loud.
"Daughter-in-law, you are really my wife. I'm sorry for you, how could I forget you. No wonder I was single until I was almost thirty years old. It turns out that I have always had you in my heart.
Even without memory, I still feel vaguely incomplete.
I'm not interested in any girls."
Shen Fan wiped away tears and spoke with emotion.
Qin Wenying put her hands on her waist, glared at him, stretched out her hand and pinched the crying Shen Fan's ears: "Isn't that big-breasted little girl on the train pretty? Is she in good shape? I see you are straight. Stare at people without taking their eyes off them.
I'm afraid she's more beautiful than me, how about I help you two?"
Shen Fan immediately became sweaty.
He quickly pointed to the sky and argued: "No, no, there is no girl in this world who is more beautiful than my wife. I just saw that girl looked familiar, so I couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
In fact, I was looking for traces of you on her body."
A long string of black lines floated over Liu Hou's head.
This guy has simply found his feelings, he is so shameless.
He tells lies when he opens his mouth.
No one with eyes would believe it.
Well, Qin Wenying believed it.
After hearing Shen Fan's explanation, he happily hummed again: "Humph, that's about it."
After saying that, he stretched out his soft hands lovingly, took Shen Fan into his arms, and rubbed his head vigorously: "My lord, thank you for all your hard work over the years."
"It's not hard, it's not hard. Wife, you have grown up too."
Shen Fan felt the fullness of Qin Wenying's body and couldn't help but say stupidly.
I don’t know what kind of growth I’m referring to.
Qin Wenying rolled her eyes: "Idiot, you have grown up, so of course I have grown up too. Ever since we got married, we have always been one person and two lives.
I will grow up as you grow up.
Hee hee, husband, you have grown up too and are taller than me."
Both of them smiled stupidly, very crookedly.
I heard that both of them were driving at speeds exceeding 120.
Even Liu Hou, the steely straight man, couldn't stand it any longer. He coughed awkwardly and interrupted the two of them's flirtation: "If you want to be tired, you two have plenty of time.
I still have some things I want to ask."
Liu Hou frowned. There were indeed some doubts in his heart, and they were all important: "Qin Wenying, what are you afraid of in that ancient painting? Is it the monster that Li Qi called the king?
Also, fourteen years ago, the river where the six Yongwei family members who were carried away by the red wedding sedan went was really the Wangchuan River?
Why did Shen Fan's memory become messy after he left? Even your existence was confused in his memory. He forgot that you were his wife, and only remembered that you were the female classmate he had a crush on? "
I heard Liu Hou's series of questions.
Qin Wenying stopped joking with Shen Fan and became serious.
Shen Fan in her arms also struggled to raise his head from the fullness of his wife's chest, and asked in confusion: "Master Liu Hou is right to ask. Wife, I have long wanted to know the answers to these questions. Over the years, I have He lived in a daze until he was twenty-nine years old.
Recently, I have become frightened again, and even almost had my sense of existence completely wiped out.
What is the reason for all this?
Fourteen years ago, who was the real you?"
Qin Wenying and the old man looked at each other.
The old man nodded slightly, signaling Qin Wenying to stop hiding and tell everything.
Qin Wenying then said softly: "Let me explain, Master Liu Hou, maybe you have already guessed it.
I am not the person in that ancient painting, but a lonely soul living in another painting."
Shen Fan was stunned: "Then how did you get into that painting?"
Liu Hou did not speak, but just looked at Qin Wenying.
He knew that Qin Wenying would give him the answer.
A surprising answer.
All the secrets of the whole thing will be revealed now.
Following Qin Wenying's narration, a picture scroll that lasted for thousands of years slowly unfolded in front of everyone.
Qin Wenying was born in the Song Dynasty in the fourth year of Kaibao.
A quick calculation shows that they were already 1,050 years ago.
Qin Wenying was born in a scholarly family. Because her father had a daughter in old age, she almost grew up with her in his hand.
He has a happy family and is loved by his father.
She was very happy at that time!
It's a pity that God may be too jealous of her happiness.
So what was given to her was not only perfection, but also flaws.
Qin Wenying touched the flower of the other shore on her head. Twenty years later, the flower was still bright: "I have been weak and sick since I was a child.
When I was 16 years old, I was originally engaged to the county magistrate's son in the city.
We are from the same family, and although we have not met yet, I heard that the young man has a very good character and a handsome appearance.
After we made the engagement, I happily waited for the wedding day.
Because of my weak health, I have never left the hospital since I was a child.
One day at the county temple fair, Xiaoqiu, my maid who grew up with me, suddenly heard the news that the young master would go to the temple fair.
Xiaoqiu asked me if I would go to the temple fair to secretly take a look at my future husband-in-law?
I hesitated.
After much hesitation, I still couldn't help but be curious.
Although it is said that when a woman marries a man, she will marry a chicken, a chicken, a dog, or a dog. Once she is married, she becomes a member of her husband's family.
Although I heard that the young master's character and appearance were outstanding.
But they are all heard.
What if someone else deceived me?
So I agreed.
I was so nervous that I secretly followed the maid out of the courtyard.
Although I didn't really see the young master later, the temple fair was really lively.
It was the first time in my life that I attended a temple fair and I didn’t go home until very late.
However, he also contracted wind and cold, and was plagued by old illnesses, which broke out all at once.
In the end, it was too late to put on the red wedding dress and marry someone else's wife, so she died.
Before I die, I am really unwilling to give up.
Even if I am going to die, I will wear a red wedding dress and die happily.
My father followed my will, put on a red wedding dress for me, and let me die in joy.
I finally accepted my own death.
But my father, from beginning to end, could not accept it..."
Qin Wenying sighed quietly: "My father was grief-stricken because of my death. He could not accept my death at all.
He beat my maid Xiaoqiu Ke and drove her out of the house.
My father foolishly used a pen to draw on the painting the image of me wearing a red wedding dress before my death.
That painting seemed to have become his life.
The more he looked at it, the more he missed it, and the more sad he felt.
He hardly ate or drank, his tears dried up from crying, and he was withered.
My father's longing for me is too strong, and the longing of my relatives will create fetters, making the souls of my children unable to leave and bound to the objects of longing.
By some strange coincidence, my ghost finally entered that painting.
Chapter completed!