Xie Jiazi first met Wei Wenyuan on his wedding day. She is a weaving girl from Jiangning. She was born in the prosperous place of Yanliu. She has made fine food since she was a child and has been raised to be delicate. That year, as promised, I went north to get married to the third son of Yongzi Houfu, who had made an engagement. On the wedding day, her fiancée was nowhere to be seen! Jia Ning, dressed in a gold-woven red dress, felt depressed as she listened to the whispers of the guests. When she was in the south of the Yangtze River, had she ever suffered such a grievance? She was about to say goodbye to marriage and return home when she saw a young man with a sharp body riding a horse and said in a calm tone: "Madam, please." The crown prince of Yongning, Wei Wenyuan, was gentle and dignified, with a jade-like appearance. It was a pity that he had no intention of being romantic, which caused countless girls in the capital to lament that his younger brother was so naughty and ran away in anger, leaving his bride behind the day before the wedding. Qi Wenyuan said that the marriage contract was only between the Wei and Xie families, and did not specify which son of the Wei family it was. He immediately put aside his official duties and went to welcome the bride. At first, Qi Wenyuan just didn't want to become enemies with the Xie family. He thought that he would always get married, so he might as well marry Xie Jianing. As for after marriage, he would give her enough dignity, but that was all. He didn't pay attention to something as vague and helpless as love. Later, in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Qi Wenyuan encountered a pair of full eyes. Like a drop of water falling into an ancient well without waves, it creates ripples in circles. Qi Wenhong had been out in the field for a long time. When he heard that his marriage contract had fallen to his brother, he packed his bags and returned to Yongning Houfu. After walking around the corridor, I saw a arrogant girl behind the flowers. She had tall bushy temples and lips like summer cherry blossoms. She smiled brightly in Cheng Wenhong's direction. There seemed to be thousands of bright pearls in his eyes. Not long after, the girl walked gracefully in front of him. Just as Qi Wenhong was about to open P, a man in purple robe passed by his eyes. Qi Wenyuan reached out to help the girl straighten her clothes and sleeves, then took the girl's fingertips and pulled her behind him. He looked at Wei Wenhong again and said coldly: "Call me sister-in-law."