Chapter 175: Sakura's wedding dress

Chapter 175 The Sakura's Wedding Dress
Twenty-eight hours before marriage, the dawn and early morning sun seemed to rise earlier than usual. The sun passed through the first snow under the eaves and sprayed a rainbow of light on Xiao Yi's face.
But Xiao Yi, who was dreaming, did not want to wake up. In that dream, she put on the dream wedding dress studded with Swarovski crystals and stood in front of the solemn priest. Father, mother, and brother were sitting below. My mother had already cried and became a tear, and my father was also tears in his eyes, only to make his older brother look "you can be married".
The man who was standing next to him, wearing a pretty white dress and holding a bouquet, was not a pesky peacock, but a somber smile.
"Wife, what's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?" Shen Ming asked his own face in doubt.
"No, it's just that you are so handsome today and made me cry handsomely." Xiao Yi couldn't help feeling excited and started crying with a smile.
"Don't cry, makeup will be spent. Today you are the most beautiful bride." Shen Ming gently wiped the tears from the corner of Xiao Yi's eyes.
"Well, don't cry." Xiao Yi endured tears and smiled at the priest. "Come on, no matter how poor the man around you is, how annoying, how funny, I am willing and willing to accompany him for a lifetime Until the end of life! "
"Unfortunately, I don't agree with this wedding." The priest's face suddenly twisted and turned into the cold face of a peacock. The clothes on his right arm were burned to ashes by a black flame, and the black unicorn launched a roar like an airplane engine. In front of Xiao Yi, he pierced Shenming's chest and dug out the beating heart.
"Husband!" Xiao Yi shouted from her dream, instinctively flying and kicking directly at the peacock in front of her.
But it was supposed to be an illusory blow from a dream, but Xiao Yi's instep was grabbed by a rough palm.
Xiao Yi with tears in her eyes finally came to her senses, and it turned out that Musashi, the president of the kimono, was sitting on the tatami beside him.
"Big devil ?!" Xiao Yi sat up in shock, she was not Sakura's killer, naturally she would not call President Musashi, she was not a slave here, and of course she would not call Musashi the same as a peacock. But since you live together and you do n’t see your head down, you always have a title? So Xiao Yi called him the "Big Demon King", of course, he could also be called villain, devil, zombie king, etc.
The peacock said euphemistically to Xiao Yi many times, but she just didn't change it. There was a look of you killing me. Fortunately, the chairman was easy-going and didn't mind it.
"Let me guess, the husband you called must not be calling a peacock?" The president grasped Xiao Yi's instep with one hand, holding a folding fan in one hand, and smiled kindly.
"Sneaky, ran to my room secretly, do you want to attack me at night?" Xiao Yi retracted her feet, her vigilant body went into preparation, and her right hand naturally felt the short knife hidden under the pillow. "No reason Seeing you are so old, how could you still have such a cruel ability? Taking medicine will not save you, right? "
"How can a girl's family speak so vulgarly? It's time to hit!" Musashi slaps Xiao Yi's head with a folding fan. Xiao Yi doesn't know what's going on, obviously the old man's movement seems so slow, but he wants to launch an attack. At that time, he had already sat and returned to his original position, and it felt like a memory, or time was stolen.
"Seeing you have nothing to do, it ’s okay to freshen up and accompany me, the big demon king?" Musashi is an invitation, and his thick voice contains a magic power that makes it impossible to say "no".
"Big devil, tell me to freshen you up and go down? Beautiful women still need to stay here if they want to change their clothes. Beware of seeing your heart attack, then I will get revenge." Xiao Yi scorned. .
"You, this mouth is invincible, and I don't know who to learn from?" The devil was defeated, and he got up and left the room with a sigh.
Twenty minutes later, wearing a pair of pencil jeans and a wide-shoulder white sweater, Xiao Yi with a single pony tail came out of the room with a stinky face.
"It's too slow!" Hattori Musashi slaps Xiao Yi's forehead with a folding fan angrily. Don't look at it so lightly. The pain of Xiao Yi's head is almost cracking. God knows what this old guy learned about abnormal martial arts. Or his folding fan is made of titanium alloy.
"Smelly old man! Don't start! It will become stupid!" Xiao Yi cried with tears in her eyes.
"It's better to be stupid, the girls are too clever, and the men don't have to confuse. Come with me!" Hattori Musashi turned proudly and walked forward.
This Japanese-style castle has no heating installed at all, and it can be snowed down to a few degrees below zero, and it is just a layer of glass separated from the indoor corridor. Xiao Yi is so cold that she straightens her arms.
"Xiao Yi, it's been almost three months since you came to Sakura's headquarters. What do you think?" Hatsune Musashi walking in front of him asked suddenly.
"Large, cold, empty, and obviously so rich, it is as old as before the Second Industrial Revolution, and your brain is sick? Will decorating the heater die?" Xiao Yi Chiguo despised.
"Oh, you don't know what tradition is. Cherry blossoms have been developed for hundreds of years today. Going back decades of presidents, they have always adhered to this tradition and have not changed. There are many people like us in this world. This kind of nostalgia for the past is too impetuous in modern times. All society's self-interest is long lost. Maybe only the era when we dreamed of it is what we are after. "Hattori Musashi perseveredly taught.
"Your dream is nothing more than a guilty killing, let alone a missionary-like innocence. I look down on you as a killer. Your hands are dirty, your heart is black, and your mouth is still awkward." Xiao Yi was not afraid. Not afraid, it is estimated that she dared to talk to Hattori Musashi in her headquarters.
"Smelly girl, no ethics, I'm all old. Did you sleep in" Ideology and Morality "when you were a kid?" When Musashi taught Xiao Yi, the smile on his face never converged.
Hattori Musashi is a peerless master who can hide secrets for decades without revealing the slightest, but he can't hide his love for Xiao Yi at all. This is not a wretched sunset love, but more like a loved one.
"Dark devil, can you not do this? I am a captive, can't you be more professional? For example, hanging something, I just suggest, I don't want you to really do it, but you are peacock as well It's a pair of strong and weak chicken hearts that really can't stand it! "Xiao Yi was so depressed that she almost vomited blood.
"Actually, you are very similar to my lily." Musashi sighed softly. The lily in his mouth was Shen Wan'er and Shen Ming's mother ... his only beloved daughter, "I will always be thorny with me Speak, no one is afraid, and no one is convinced. For this matter, I once interrupted her ribs when she was 6 years old, but Xiao Nizi just gritted her teeth and shed no tears.
I used to hate her unruly look, but now ... I really like the pride of you when you quarrel with me ... "
"This is probably the so-called cheap, right?" Xiao Yi missed any chance to attack the old man.
"Maybe it's cheap?" Musashi conceded this time.
During the conversation, Musashi took Xiao Yi to a corridor in the backyard that strictly prohibits outsiders from entering. The so-called outsiders are not only referring to Xiao Yi, but not even the peacock or even the chief officer of Sakura.
But Musashi waved to Xiao Yi, took her into this taboo corridor, and walked towards the innermost room.
"You are getting married. I have prepared a gift for you. You have to take it whether you like it or not. The old man's heart will ruin it and it will be condemned." Musashi deliberately scared and opened it. The lattice door of the room turned out to be an old lady's sweet lady.
Everything here was so clean and clean, the small furnishings on the dressing table were spotless, and the folded quilt felt like the owner of the room had just gotten up and gone.
"This is it?" Xiao Yi curiously.
"My daughter, Hattori Yuri's room, remember to take off your shoes, otherwise I will really kill you." Musashi reminded kindly, stepped in, closed his eyes and stirred the air in the room with a folding fan, as if he could still smell To the breath of her daughter's existence.
"Why brought me here?" Xiao Yi was confused.
"Lily's mother died of childbirth when she was born. Although I am not a long-term lover, my wife has kindness to me and made me swear that I will never marry for life, so I have no other children besides Lily.
Sakura's homeownership, pass on men but not women, this is the ancestral teaching, so since Lily was born, I have always dreamed of marrying her to the best man, taking over my position as president of Sakura, and will serve The bloodline of the family, the legend of the cherry blossoms carried forward.
But just like the inborn character does not agree with me, this daughter never accepts discipline and is full of disgust at killings, and even calls me 'the great demon' like you. The more I suppress, the more she resists, and even ends up in the end Run away from home and live alone in the city under the mountain.
I ca n’t take her anymore. Doting makes me think that she will understand my painstaking care one day. So I didn't let Yingruo's killer affect her life, and even found him an ordinary bodyguard in the world to protect her personally ...
Who would have thought that ... would end up like this. His voice was trembling during Musashi ’s brief narrative. The pain in the heart of this old man cannot be appreciated by Xiao Yi, who had never had a child.
He slowly walked to a white curtain, "Well, don't tell those unpleasant stories, this is the gift I am going to give you!"
Musashi opened the curtain and revealed an extremely gorgeous white kimono, which was full of falling cherry blossom petals drawn with crocheted gold threads.
"So pretty ..." Even Xiao Yi, a girl who naturally hates kimono, couldn't help but be impressed by its beauty.
"This was the wedding dress I prepared for Lily when I got married, but now I don't think I will ever need it again. Thanks for the past few months, you let me feel the breath of my daughter returning to me. This is a gift. Here you are. "Musashi smiled comfortably.
"I don't understand ..." Xiao Yi stepped forward, stroking the kimono and wondering, "Since she loves her so much, why kill her again?"
"Because as a father, my identity was President Sakurata. I have a responsibility to protect the dignity of our organization and our traditions." Musashi explained that the folding fan in his hand was rattling. .
"I saw an old man who looks a lot like you not long ago. He also guards his own tradition. He even harmed his children and grandchildren for the sake of the villagers. In the end, he watched his child kill himself in front of him. Understand that what he has always insisted on is only a false thing that he considers important, and only the pain that lingers in his heart is the most real. "
"I am different from the old man you said ... because I am strong enough to be able to overcome grief."
"Really?" Xiao Yi was more puzzled.