The vicious villain is in luck again

A ghost marriage.

Bai Xin really explained the essence of the matter in one sentence.

Lin Tan'er is a ghost, so getting married to him would be a ghost marriage.

An Ran really didn't know what the little princess was thinking.

What's inside the melon seeds in the little princess's little head?

I can accept such an abnormal marriage with peace of mind.

She nodded deeply, "I also think it's a ghost marriage."

Bai Xin was also prepared that her advice would not be accepted by An Ran again.

When she first heard that An Ran stood with her without hesitation, she still didn't react.

You know, since An Ran and Lin Tan'er got together, her heart and eyes were filled with this man. No matter what Lin Tan'er said, she would keep it in her heart and accept it without thinking.

Even if Lin Tan'er proposed to officially get married in the middle of the night for an almost ridiculous reason, she never raised any questions.

Why are you afraid that too much noise will attract An Ji's pursuit? If this is really the case, then why do you let the firecrackers and gongs and drums outside make noise?

Isn’t the noise at night noisy? Can it be ignored? Is it normal?

This is contradictory no matter how you think about it.

Besides, I don’t know where these piles of guests came from.

It was obvious that both of them had cut off contact with their families, so why did he still invite so many people to the wedding?

There were so many weird things about Lin Tan'er that Bai Xin just felt confused.

Problems in her heart popped up one after another, and she once tried to talk to An Ran, who was overwhelmed by love, hoping that An Ran would look at it calmly and rationally and not accept Lin Tan'er so quickly.

But An Ran goes in one ear and out the other.

He had just finished listening one second, and the next second he had completely forgotten what she said, and even almost got angry with her because of her doubts about Lin Tan'er.

Bai Xin, who had been talking sincerely, almost vomited blood when he saw An Ran's stupid and heartless look.

She was really wasting her breath.

An Ran said that when you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, and when you marry a dog, follow the dog. Lin Tan'er is her pillar of support, her god, and the one who rescued her from the suffocating and unchanging backwater life.

Tired of listening to Bai Xin talk, she interrupted, "No matter what kind of life I live in the future, it will not be worse, more unbearable and desperate than when I was locked up in the white tower in the palace.

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An Ran's expression was so determined that Bai Xin didn't even know what to say.

If An Ran said this, it seemed that he could not refute it for the time being.

Her life in the White Tower was indeed not a good one.

Especially Xiaotan's death left a profound psychological shadow on her.

Bai Xin was speechless and a little compromised.

If you really think about it, what else can she do to care about An Ran?

She is already in her twilight years, and she will probably leave An Ran completely before she can survive for long, and An Ran will be the only one to walk the road from now on.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a little sad.

What's more, when she was rescued by Heshun Canglan Paradise, An Ran was already on the way to elope with Lin Tan'er.

Even if she tried to stop him, she obviously missed the best opportunity.

Bai Xin had no choice but to let go of this dissuasive thought.

At least before she really disappears from this world, she should serve An Ran well and watch An Ran get married happily.

What she didn't expect was that at this moment, An Ran would figure it out.

Bai Xin's hand relaxed for a moment, and the water-soaked comb fell to the ground. Several long and thin hairs were still entangled between the dense teeth of the comb.

An Ran crooked her hand and brushed a lock of long hair.

It's still a little wet on top.

She bent her long hair over, put it under the tip of her nose and sniffed.

There is a nice floral fragrance.

The sound of the corner of the wooden comb hitting the floor woke up Bai Xin, who was in a sluggish state. Her expression was a bit dreamy, as if she didn't quite believe it.

But it is also joyful.

Bai Xin asked, "Miss, you should seriously consider your relationship with Lin Tan'er (this chapter is not finished!)

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Marriage?"

"certainly."

An Ran ran her fingers through the hair, separated two clumps, and casually wrapped them around her fingers.

When it became more entangled, she pulled her fingers out again.

The hair spread out like blooming flower buds.

"But······"

After Bai Xin was happy, she suddenly remembered that it was time to get married. If An Ran wanted to go back on her word, was it still too late?

This thought only occurred for a moment, and was suppressed by a more determined idea.

Of course it's too late. As long as An Ran wants to regret it, why is it too late?

It's better than regretting it after it's done, only to find it's irreversible and live in pain for the rest of your life.

So Bai Xin quickly ran to the door.

She opened the door, looked outside warily, and closed the door tightly.

Looking at the window on the other side, she ran over again, propped up the window, leaned out and looked outside.

An Ran sat in front of the dressing table and watched Bai Xin running around curiously.

"What are you looking at?" she asked the extremely nervous Bai Xin.

Bai Xin closed the window and came to An Ran's side.

She took a deep look at An Ran and suddenly squatted down, holding An Ran's hand that was playing with the end of her hair tightly with both hands.

"Miss, please run away."

Bai Xin said.

"Huh?" An Ran made a sound with unknown meaning.

"Now that we are in this situation, the arrow has to be fired. You can only escape by running away." Bai Xin said sincerely.

"Now, there is no one outside either the door or the window. You can leave and I will cover for you." She was still telling An Ran her plan.

An Ran looked at her and smiled.

Withdrawing her hand from Bai Xin, she asked, "Do you think my only option is to run away?"

Bai Xin's eyes fell on An Ran's decisively withdrawn fingers, followed the golden lines of the wedding dress, and landed on An Ran's radiant face decorated with rouge.

Although the room was dim and the candlelight was listless, in the midst of this drowsiness, An Ran's eyes were as clear as dewdrops, translucent and bright, as if they contained the entire full moon and the brilliance of the morning.

Soft and cool.

Isn't it?

She thought subconsciously.

After a pause, Bai Xin asked tentatively, "Does the young lady have other ideas?"

An Ran changed her sitting position, bent down, and reached out to pick up the wooden comb that fell on the ground.

The long hair that was not completely tied down fell from her ears, brushing Bai Xin's face when she lowered her upper body.

It feels slightly cool, slightly itchy, and has a slight fragrance.

Bai Xin's heart moved, and she suddenly became addicted.

The previously tense mind relaxed a lot.

An Ran stood up and took the hand of Bai Xin who was squatting on the spot.

Opening her palm, An Ran put the comb on her head again.

"Go on." She said.

The soft and warm palm touched the hard and cold wooden comb. Bai Xin shook it and looked at An Ran again, "Miss..."

An Ran had turned his head back, admiring his face in the bronze mirror.

"Of course."

A man's voice came from outside the door, clear and rich.

Just like what appeared in a long-lasting dream.

If An Ran felt strange when hearing this voice before, now it feels extremely familiar.

Lin Tan'er.

She turned her head and looked towards the door.

Then, An Ran stood up holding the hem of her wedding dress.

A hand pressed on her shoulder, stopping her movement.

"Miss." Behind him, Bai Xin frowned in disapproval, "You can't go out at this time. It's against etiquette."

An Ran looked at Bai Xin's expression, and it was clear that Bai Xin thought she was still being eaten to death by Lin Tan'er.

As soon as he met Lin Tan'er, he lost his mind.

She smiled soothingly, patted Bai Xin's hand, and said softly: "Don't worry, I just want to go see him for a while first."

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An Ran pulled her hand away, and under her worried gaze, she held the hem of her skirt with both hands and walked slowly towards the door.

When he opened the door, he saw his tall and straight back.

Xuan's clothes are rustling, and against the background of the lights, he looks heroic.

Cross the threshold safely.

Hearing the movement behind him, Lin Tan'er turned around.

He looked at An Ran with a smile and stretched out his hand towards her.

An Ran, who had already had this dream, naturally knew his intention and immediately stepped back.

This abnormal avoidance attitude caused Lin Tan'er's hand to freeze in mid-air.

His smile also faded a little, showing a bit of surprise.

"Of course, are you feeling any discomfort?" Lin Tan'er asked with concern.

"Ah, it's nothing." An Ran took a small step back, pressing his heels against the gap in the threshold, "Bai Xin said that we should avoid it for a while before we get married."

Lin Tan'er did not doubt that he was there, thinking that it was Bai Xin's advice to her.

After all, he usually sees Bai Xin's attitude towards An Ran, and this is really like what Bai Xin would say to An Ran.

He regained his smile and said, "You and I have experienced so many things, and we are already so familiar with each other. There is no need for that."

An Ran didn't respond to his words.

She just smiled and took it as a fool.

This brief silence did not attract Lin Tan'er's undue attention.

He stared at An Ran, "My Ran is so beautiful."

Lin Tan'er's words clearly brought back the memories of An Ran's long-lasting dream. Her attitude was different. Why didn't she change her words?

His low laughter reached my ears.

"After today, it's time to change your tune."

Half teasing, half serious.

Still remember how the little princess in the dream reacted to An Ran: "..."

It's way off the mark.

She obviously didn't follow what she said in her dream, yet the person in front of her could still continue to speak exactly as she did.

It's like the words have been predetermined in the script.

She would not be shy about calling Lin Taner husband.

An Ran took a big step back decisively, and under Lin Tan'er's surprised gaze, she closed the door forcefully.

Isolating Lin Tan'er, she turned her back, leaned against the door frame, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Saved, saved.

I didn't realize it when I was dreaming, but now that I think about it, I really get goosebumps all over my body.

The little princess is not too tired either.

An Ran rubbed her arms, and the hairy feeling subsided.

He raised his head and was faced with Bai Xin's complicated expression.

She straightened her back, straightened her clothes, and pretended that nothing happened, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Bai Xin shook his head, "I just feel that there is something different about you."

"Especially..." she said hesitantly, "his attitude."

"Harm." An Ran waved her hand indifferently.

"Ranran." Lin Taner called her outside the back door.

"Don't be too shy. After one stick of incense, it will be a good time to worship."

An Ran was too lazy to pay attention to him, walked towards Bai Xin, and sat down in front of the dressing table again.

Bai Xin wanted to say something, but seeing An Ran's calm look, he suppressed his doubts and continued to dress her up.

After burning a stick of incense, An Ran put on the red hijab and walked from the house to the lobby with Bai Xin's support.

Because her sight was blocked, she saw nothing. She only heard the noise and congratulatory sounds around her.

The cool breeze blew through my body, chilling me deeply.

After praying three times, a sharp voice shouted -

"Send to the bridal chamber."

A pair of shoe tips appeared in front of An Ran.

"Ranran." Lin Tan'er's breath surrounded her.

He sighed, "Finally, you will completely belong to me."

Lin Tan'er put his arms around An Ran's waist and wanted to lift her up.

The noise from the people around reached its maximum, like a pot of water that had been boiling for a long time and finally boiled.

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