I blame the system for licking dogs

At the southern suburbs branch of the Imperial Capital Baihua Club, a drunken young man wearing famous brands sat slumped on the sofa in a luxurious box, looking at a group of beautiful girls dancing in front of him, but his eyes were full of decadence and sadness.

The expensive wine in my hand no longer tastes good.

The box door was pushed open, and the young man frowned and saw the unkind stranger at the door.

"I'm in a bad mood today, don't bother me." He waved his hand like a fly.

The manager behind the stranger at the door waved, and the ladies in the box heaved a sigh of relief and filed out. This perverted boy had been dancing with them for several hours.

"Mr. Song?" Liu Zhengjing asked, turning off the music in the box.

Song Lang glanced at Liu Zhengjing and said, "I don't know you, get out now."

Liu Zhengjing sneered, "The wedding is about to happen, but you are here living and drinking?"

Song Lang was a little angry, "Are you sent by your family? Don't bother me. I will be there when you get married."

"That's the little princess of the Jiang family. You seem to be very reluctant?"

"In what age are you still having arranged marriages... No matter if she is a little princess or not, I just want my own love."

Liu Zhengjing looked at this decadent rich man and felt a little funny. He didn't expect that there was such a person in the direct line of the Song family who pursued freedom of love.

"Okay, you don't have to die." Liu Zhengjing said and walked towards Song Lang.

Only then did Song Lang feel that something was wrong. He threw the wine bottle in his hand at Liu Zhengjing and was about to get up. Suddenly, Liu Zhengjing took the bottle and came to him, knocking him unconscious with a palm knife.

After that, Liu Zhengjing leaned forward and took a deep sniff. After about half an hour, he straightened up again and waved, "Lock him into the basement first and let him out when the matter is over."

"Yes, Flower Ambassador." The manager outside the door walked into the box, picked up Song Lang and left.

Liu Zhengjing sat quietly in the box. After a while, a strange young man walked into the box.

"Are you really planning to do this? This is very dangerous. The old foxes of the Song family are not so easy to deceive."

Liu Zhengzheng smiled bitterly, "Do I have a better way now?"

The strange young man added: "There will be many opportunities in the future."

"No, I don't want Xiaocao to suffer such a great injustice. She must need me very much now." Liu Zhengzheng shook his head firmly.

The strange young man stopped talking and walked up to Liu Zhengjing and started stroking his face.

This person is Qin Zhi. When Liu Zhengjing investigated Song Lang's information through Xiao Qiao and learned that he had been getting drunk at Baihua Club recently, he made a plan. He would pretend to be Song Lang and get married.

Only in this way can Xiaocao be appeased, so that Xiaocao will not act excessively and be harmed, and then have a chance to escape with Xiaocao.

Ten minutes later, Qin Zhi took out the photo on his mobile phone and compared it with Liu Zhengjing's current face, and nodded, "Nine images look good, but just the face is definitely not enough."

"Thank you, I can do the rest." Liu Zhengjing had just used his spirit sniff to observe the Song family's movements for the past month.

On the whole, this young man is not bad, he is just a bit lecherous, likes romance, and yearns for freedom. He has been resisting his family a lot this month, but to no avail.

Song Lang can only be regarded as an unmotivated direct descendant in the Song family. If nothing happens, he will be thrown into an unimportant place to live idle in a few years.

No one expected that the Song family would spend a lot of money to marry the little princess of the Jiang family, and in the end they gave him an advantage.

Generally speaking, I understand this young master of the Song family. As long as I am careful, I should be able to hide him.

"There is something fishy about the Song family's request to marry Jiang Qiancao... I suggest you contact Hong Meng." Qin Zhi reminded Liu Zhengjing.

Liu Zhengjing shook his head, this is the imperial capital, let’s not talk about who I can call from Hongmeng, what will happen if I come, I don’t want to drag more people down.”

Qin Zhi hesitated to speak, and finally just said "good luck to you" and left the box.

After that, Liu Zhengjing was just like Song Lang before him, drinking heavily and watching beautiful women dancing.

After three days of this, a group of aggressive people broke into the box. A middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties frowned, "You are so outrageous!"

Liu Zhengjing has never seen this uncle in Song Lang's pictures. Could it be that he is Song Lang's father?

He pretended to be drunk and said vaguely: "Who are you?"

"I'm your second brother! Tie him back to me."

That's what happens in a big family. People of the same generation may be very different in age.

A group of people ignored Liu Zhengjing's struggle and carried him out of Baihua Club.

Liu Zhengjing was thrown into a business car and walked for about half an hour. The car door opened and he came to a park-like place. Liu Zhengjing guessed that he had arrived at the Song family residence.

Then he was escorted to a small villa like a prisoner, "Nineteenth brother, I advise you to be more honest. The young lady of the Jiang family is beautiful and talented. It is only because of your good deeds in your previous life that you are able to get into this marriage. Don't be ignorant.

"

Liu Zhengzheng raised his voice and cried loudly and deliberately: "I want free love, and I refuse arranged marriage!"

The second brother of the Song family snorted coldly, "It's not up to you. If you don't cooperate tomorrow, father will let you know what regret means."

He didn't like his half-brother at all. He was always lazy and had unrealistic dreams. The Song family didn't need a poet.

After everyone left and only two people were left to guard the door of the villa, Liu Zhengzheng calmed down and lay down on the sofa to take a nap.

He had no idea of ​​exploring the Song family's old house at night. If the Song family could allow others to wander and explore the Song family's house, the Song family would not be one of the nine sects.

Early the next morning, before dawn, a group of people crowded into the villa. Some people changed Liu Zhengzheng's clothes, while others did his hair and makeup.

Liu Zhengjing just let them manipulate him as if he was resigned to his fate.

Starting in the morning, as the groom, he followed the wedding convoy to Jiang's house to welcome the bride.

The caravan is not high-profile, just like a regular wedding caravan. In fact, when you reach the status of Jiumen, there is no need to pay attention to things like pomp, and the real pomp and circumstance cannot be seen.

Liu Zhengjing was like a puppet on strings throughout the whole process, neither resisting nor cooperating, showing a forced look.

When he arrived at Jiang's house, Liu Zhengjing saw the bride wearing a red wedding robe and a red hijab. She looked like Jiang Qiancao, but her body was stiff. She must have been restrained by some means.

Liu Zhengjing refused the various instructions from the people around him and walked straight forward, "Hello, my name is Song Lang, my Qiuqiu number is 718728609, and my online name is 'Liujinglu is a stupid x'"

Jiang Qancao, who was wearing a red hijab, didn't respond, but Liu Zhengzheng clearly felt her delicate body tremble.

She knew it was me. This online name was changed by Liu Zhengjing out of anger after reading a eunuch novel. It never changed. After Jiang Qiancao added him as a friend, he changed his online name to "Liu Jinfu is really good".

Silly x", he believed Jiang Qancao understood.

Everyone in the room was confused by Liu Zhengjing's opening. He was here to pick up the bride, so why did he act like a netizen? However, they had all been informed and knew that the young master was not willing to get married.

There are plans for every unexpected situation.

Liu Zhengjing stepped forward and took Jiang Qancao's hand directly, "There's no need for those etiquettes, it's just a formality."

No one will disobey him, as long as they are willing to get married.

Liu Zhengzheng took Jiang Qiancao's hand and walked out of Jiang's house and got into the wedding car. Jiang Qiancao was like a puppet the whole time. Liu Zhengjing tried to transfer his internal energy into Jiang Qiancao's body, but it seemed like he hit a barrier.

He didn't dare to charge rashly, lest he hurt Jiang Qiancao.

As the motorcade drove out of Jiang's house, Liu Zhengjing looked out the window seemingly casually, but he was actually thinking about the possibility of escaping directly with Jiang Qiancao.

Compared to the Jiang family, the Song family has the best opportunity on the road.

But he discovered that in addition to the experts in the team, there were several cars secretly following him in the team.

After much hesitation, he still did not take action. There was something fishy about the Song family's proposal to marry Jiang Qiancao this time. It was probably a trap. If it was true, then there would be no chance for him to force his way in. To be on the safe side, Liu Zhengjing decided to follow the original plan.

Go ahead and look for opportunities in the future.

Changing his face is the only thing he can rely on now.

The motorcade entered a special auditorium of the Song family. The auditorium was filled with guests, and the wedding started normally at eight o'clock.

Liu Zhengjing has been married twice in his previous life and in his dream, so he is not too nervous.

But he clearly felt that Jiang Qiancao was very nervous. Could this girl take her seriously?

…

Weddings are the most common weddings in Da Qin. They are held under the auspices of a master of ceremonies. However, due to the special nature of the wedding, many steps are obviously skipped. Ring exchanges, oaths, etc. are omitted. Basically, the two people just left on the stage.

After the cutscene, you will be sent directly to the bridal chamber.

No one paid attention to these details, and the distinguished guests saw too many weird weddings.

When Liu Zhengjing and Jiang Qiancao returned to a temporary wedding room, Liu Zhengjing lifted Jiang Qiancao's red hijab.

Jiang Qiancao's eyes were full of tears and she winked at Liu Zhengzheng anxiously.

She was speechless, but Liu Zhengjing understood, and she told Liu Zhengjing to leave quickly.

In the past few days, Jiang Qiancao figured out a lot of things. She remembered what her grandfather said before he died. The Song family never gave up the investigation, and this time it was the Song family who proposed the marriage, and they also spent a lot of money.

At first, Jiang Qiancao was disturbed by her grandfather's death and Jiang Hong's forceful arrangements. When she calmed down, she thought that this was probably a scheme, and it was obvious who the target was.

So when she found out that Liu Zhengzheng was really here, she was both moved and scared.

Liu Zhengzheng patted her hand gently, wiped away her tears, and whispered: "I'm already here, and it's too late to leave now. Let's face the situation together no matter what. There is still a high possibility of getting through.

"

In order to prevent the walls from having ears, the two of them stopped talking and stayed quietly in the wedding room. The atmosphere became quiet. Jiang Qiancao gently leaned into Liu Zhengjing's arms and looked directly at Liu Zhengjing.

Liu Zhengjing seemed to understand what Jiang Qancao wanted to say again, which was probably: "I don't know if there will be more tomorrow, so why not do everything that needs to be done today" or something like that.

Liu Zhengjing glared at Jiang Qancao, how could he act like a monster...

In the auditorium, in a small elegant room, the head of the Song family, Song Zhiyuan, was quietly drinking tea.

An old man pushed open the door and reported, "The wedding is over and there is no movement."

Behind the screen, Song Ming said: "Does that kid not care about this girl at all? Or maybe he sees that this is a trap, so he doesn't come?"

The corners of Song Zhiyuan's lips raised slightly, "So what if he doesn't come? This girl Jiang Qancao might have what we want, not to mention, I think he has already arrived."

"Go and pass the order, notify all the actors, and verify each other's identities."

The old man walked out of the private room, came to the auditorium, guarded the door, and said loudly: "No need to act, close the net and verify each other's identities."

In the auditorium, there were men and women, old and young. After hearing this, they all stopped. In groups of three or three, they exchanged secret codes or asked a question to verify each other's identities.

The hundreds of guests in the entire auditorium are all fake and all actors.

Such a big battle is just to invite you to enter the urn.