Chapter 176: Big wedding

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked at him, thinking of what Shi Cai said, his eyes condensed, "Maybe, the Lord knows why Ling Shuangxue disappeared without a trace."
Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, what did you guess?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Well, it should be."
Mu Hanjin couldn't help but asked curiously, "What is it?"
Feng Aotian stroked the silver hair on his chest, "What you should be worried about now is your own body. The Lord will naturally handle these things."
Mu Hanjin smiled, he knew that she was more worried about him now than he was.
Meteor confided all the things that had happened in the past few days to Xiao Bai Snake, and finally said that he was dry. He chirped the corner of his mouth and said, "Little White Snake, I will see you again in a few days."
After that, he turned around and entered the house.
Feng Aotian was talking to Mu Hanjin, and the lights in the room were bright, reflecting the two people's indifferent faces, but they seemed very warm.
Meteor stepped forward, raised his head, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, it's not early, it's time to return to the palace."
Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Are you finished?"
"Yeah." Meteor nodded, "I have said everything."
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, lowered his head, and drank lightly at the corner of Mu Hanjin's lips, "Ming'er, I will see you again."
"Okay." Mu Hanjin responded with a light smile, raising her eyes and looking at her.
Feng Aotian got up, looked at him with a smile, then turned around and left the house.
Meteor rolled his eyes round and round, glanced at Mu Hanjin, followed Feng Aotian and left the Feng Clan.
Mu Hanjin lay on the bed and felt the familiar breath disappear completely. He sighed quietly, "Feng Qing."
"Clan Lord, what's the order?" Feng Qing asked as he stepped inside and bowed his head.
Mu Hanjin rubbed her eyebrows tiredly, and what she should face is to face, "Are all the nine women ready?"
"Don't worry, the clan owner has been properly placed." Feng Qing replied in a low voice.
Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Well, what happens every day, the coefficient will be reported."
"Yes." Feng Qing Chui replied.
Mu Hanjin waved his hand, "Get out."
"Subordinates retire." Feng Qing raised her eyes, glanced at Mu Hanjin who was slightly worried, and left silently.
Feng Yunhou was outside the house, looking at Feng Qing with worry on his face, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
"I really can't bear to see the clan leader." Feng Qing sighed in a low voice.
Fengyun was silent for a moment, "I want to live anyway."
Feng Aotian went back to the emperor's bedroom, and saw Wei Zimo and Xing Wuyun entangled from a distance. It seems that tonight, the two of them don't need to rest.
When Mr. Cat saw her back, he greeted her with a smile, "Master, you are back."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at him, "Master is a little tired."
"The slave is waiting for you to take a bath." Father Cat helped Feng Aotian into the inner hall, seeing that she was more tired than the previous few days, and he knew that she had been very difficult these few days.
He couldn't help but feel distressed, "Master, in these few days, you should stop running around, and be careful of your body."
Feng Aotian waved his hand.
Seeing her insistence on this, Mr. Cat stopped persuading her, but carefully waited for her to take a bath. Feng Aotian stepped out of the screen and fell straight on the dragon couch.
She looked sideways, looked at Feng Yinqi, stepped up, and squeezed his cheek, "This little guy has opened up a little more."
I don't know when the meteor came up, lying beside Feng Yinqi, looking at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, the meteor will rest here tonight."
Feng Aotian thought, these days, he has been resting on the soft couch in the main hall. Today, it is rare to be quiet, so he agreed, "Go to sleep."
Seeing Feng Aotian's answer, the meteor smiled and pulled the quilt away, covering himself with a sweet smile, and soon fell asleep.
Mr. Mao came in with the soup medicine and looked at Feng Ao Tianping lying down with a gentle smile on his mouth. How long has he not accompany her to bed?
He handed the decoction to Feng Aotian, "Master, drink it while it is hot."
Feng Aotian sat up slightly, took the soup medicine, raised his head and drank it, then threw the medicine bowl to Mr. Cat, then lay down and closed his eyes slowly.
Father Cat put the medicine bowl on one side, placed the dragon couch lightly on the floor, leaned sideways, with a smile in the corners of his eyes, watching her quietly, many pictures appeared in his mind, remembering the first time he saw him When she was, she was still a baby doll made of powder and jade. Unlike other princes, she was crying all day long. Instead, she opened her black eyes and stared at him curiously. At that time, his only The idea of ​​this life is to do everything to protect her.
Later, he went to practice martial arts in the mountains, and when he returned from school, he stayed by her side. He saw her suffering and entanglement because of the prince at the time. Later, the emperor died and she changed. Su Ri's temperament became wildly violent, but he still let her, as long as she wanted to do, he would do it for her without hesitation, just to make her smile, Feng Gonggong saw him more and more unscrupulously spoiled With her, he took the opportunity to travel around the rivers and lakes and let him leave her. In those two years, it seemed that after a lifetime, his heart for her was already deeply ingrained and could not extricate himself. Deep, till the end, deep into the bone marrow.
He stared at her blankly, and in a blink of an eye, the child who was still in the infant had grown up, and now she has supported the entire Feng Country, her wings are becoming more plump, but he knows that her heart It is fragile, lonely, and needs to be cared for.
Feng Aotian suddenly opened her eyes, those cold eyes facing his four, she whispered, "What does the Lord do?"
Grandpa Cat moved forward slightly, and when he approached her, he embraced her in his arms and stroked her back, "Master, the slave will never change your heart to death. No matter what happens in the future, you will Remember the minion."
Feng Aotian listened to his words, but felt that the words were very meaningful. She keenly caught the important words and whispered, "You want to leave the Lord?"
Father Cat lowered his eyes and looked at her, "How can a slave be willing to leave the Lord? You are the root of a slave. Even if a slave is a grass, how can a slave live without the root of the master?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, stared at him for a long while, and said solemnly, "You have something to hide from the Lord."
"You can't dare to be a slave." Father Cat hurriedly curled his lips and smiled, holding her tightly in his arms, and said softly, "How can the slave keep things from the master?"
As smart as her, how can he not know if he is hiding anything from her, but if he doesn't say it now, he knows that this matter is very serious, then, what is it? Is everything she saw in the holy pond really going to come true? Could it be that with her ability, can't really keep him by her side?
Feng Aotian was a little confused. This was the first time she felt lost since she was reborn. She planned every step, calculated every step, and counted everyone in, just for her selfishness, just for them to be able to properly Isn't it all right to stay by her side?
She leaned against his arms, took a deep breath, and completely inhaled the breath of his body into her own lungs. She suddenly pressed him into her arms, violently tore his brocade robe, bowed her head and bit Putting on his shoulders, with full force, as if to bite off the flesh from his shoulders alive, within a moment, her nose was filled with the smell of blood, she relaxed her mouth, raised her eyes, watching him always smile flowery.
She stared at him coldly, her eyes full of cruelty, "Are you serious?"
Father Cat laughed in a low voice, "Master, what do you want the minion to say?"
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Do you know what the consequences are if you don't tell him?"
Regardless of the blood pouring out of his shoulders, Mr. Cat raised his hand and embraced her in his arms, for her breath, "As long as it is good for the master, what are the consequences?"
Feng Aotian closed her eyes abruptly. She knew that as long as the things he decided, even if she did everything she could, he wouldn't say it, but she didn't like to sit and wait for death. She hated everything to be detached from her. She hates this feeling of separation.
Did Mr. Cat know that it was extremely cruel to her, but what about him? That is the pain of cutting flesh, but all this is for her, as long as it is for her, what does he care about?
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at him directly, while Mr. Cat allowed her to look at him. After some time, she took her gaze back. After getting up on the dragon couch, raising her hand, her palms sucked, and she moved her side. She sucked the porcelain bottle into her palm, bowed her head and looked at the blood on her shoulders. She gave him good medicine, and then took him into her arms. "You can hear him clearly. As long as you dare to leave, no matter you go to the ends of the world, the Lord will You catch it back, and then you are locked with an iron chain. In this life, you never want to leave your father's side for half a step."
Father Cat smiled, but the corners of his eyes were shining brightly, and tears flashed faintly. He put his hands around her waist, lowered his head, and kissed her neck softly, and said softly, "The servant waits. master."
Feng Aotian stopped talking, just holding him like this, feeling his breath, at this moment, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
The next day, Feng Aotian woke up early in the morning. He looked at the empty space beside him, raised his eyes, and saw Mr. Mao walking in with the medicine.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth curled, and he took the soup medicine angrily, raised his head to drink, and got off the dragon bed.
Father Cat was not annoyed, still smiling, waiting for her to wash and change her clothes, and after she was properly dressed, he walked out of the inner hall with her.
Leng Qianye entered the palace early in the morning, and now happened to enter the emperor's bedroom, and he saw Feng Aotian's gloomy face, apparently in anger.
He glanced at the father-in-law on one side, and saw him standing beside her with a smile. He couldn't help but wonder, these days, he rarely saw the emperor being so angry?
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Leng Qianye, raised his hand, and dragged him into his arms, holding him angrily, "I will visit you in a few moments."
Leng Qianye could feel her cold aura now, but only faintly responded, "Okay."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "I have breakfast with my master."
"Okay." Leng Qianye did not use "yes", but used a "good". He understood that when she lost her temper, such a close nod would make her temper dissipate rather than a submissive response. A lot.
Father Cat has asked Si Xi to prepare breakfast, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, breakfast is ready."
Feng Aotian gave a cold snort, then got up, and walked to the table. She is going to be petty. Who said that if they can play petty in front of her, she can't be petty in front of them?
The cat father-in-law stood by her side, arranging dishes for her, while Leng Qianye sat on her side. Meteor stretched out and walked out with sleepy eyes. However, he had already washed and changed his clothes. Obviously, he was there. Under the drowsiness, all this can be done.
When the meteor stepped out of the inner hall, he felt that the atmosphere today was not right. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's face, which was colder than a thousand years. The remaining sleep was also instantly awakened, and he walked on tiptoe, beloved Sitting smoothly beside Feng Aotian, he didn't say a word. Instead, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks and used breakfast silently.
Feng Aotian didn't know why, but when he got up early this morning, he felt angry. It was not pleasing to anyone, especially when he saw Mr. Cat, he became even more unhappy.
Maybe others don't know why she is like this, but Mr. Cat knows that this is the staleness before Kui Shui came. It seems that they have to be careful these days.
Leng Qianye left breakfast quietly, and saw Feng Aotian had gotten up, holding his hand, and walking out.
As soon as Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu walked outside the emperor's bedroom, they saw Feng Aotian not even looking at them, so they walked forward like this.
Gu Yefeng sat in a wheelchair, turned around, and watched as Feng Aotian left, "What's the matter with the emperor? Why is it so abnormal?"
Lan Jingshu also felt that the emperor just seemed to be filled with great anger, such an expression, like when he returned to the regent palace, made him a little worried.
Father Cat walked out and looked at the three people in front of him, "The emperor has gone up to send General Leng, and some of you will come back in the afternoon."
Lan Jingshu looked at Father Cat's face impermanent, and wanted to ask the emperor why this was the case, but he swallowed the words, then turned around and pushed Gu Yefeng away.
Yi Mu glanced at Father Cat, then turned and left.
Father Cat looked at Lan Jingshu and didn't ask anything, so he left, thinking, if he really asked, would he say that the emperor is about to come to Kuishui, so he has a bad temper these few days?
Fortunately, they didn't ask, Mr. Cat turned around and walked into the Imperial Palace.
Feng Aotian always held Leng Qianye's hand, whistling lightly, and saw "Ao Xue" flying over, Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye and landed on "Ao Xue", she took him to In a moment, he left the city gate.
"Master sent you here, be careful on the road." Feng Aotian leaned on his side, looked at him, and whispered.
Leng Qianye nodded slightly and responded with a smile, "The minister obeyed!"
Feng Aotian lifted his neck and gave a light kiss on the corner of his lips. Then he flew down and raised his eyes, looking at his beautiful and dusty face, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Let's go, no more Go, I can't bear to let you go."
Listening to her words, Leng Qianye had already endured the unwillingness to give up, and now it became more intense, he nodded slightly, held the horse's rein, took a deep look at her, and rode away on "Aoxue".
Feng Aotian watched his figure leave, thinking what's wrong with him? Could it be the emotional illness before Kwai Shui came?
Feng Aotian shook his head, could not help feeling that his self-contained behavior was naive, and then flew back to the palace.
Meteor stopped breakfast and sat beside Cat Cat. Last night, although he was asleep, he heard what Cat Cat said to the Lord clearly.
He supported his chin with both hands, staring at him, "Did you upset the Holy Lord?"
"No," Mr. Cat replied unhurriedly.
Meteor looked suspicious, "Really?"
Father Cat handed him the tea cup, "Naturally."
The corner of Meteor's mouth clicked, "What happened to the Holy Lord this morning?"
Father Mao smiled deeply, "Don't drink tea yet?"
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Meteor knew that Mr. Cat would not tell him, so he snorted coldly, and took a sip with the tea cup.
Xing Wuyun sat on the icy stone steps without any strength, raised his eyes and saw a bright red drop in front of him, he raised his hand and said, "I really can't move anymore, or you can kill me with a palm, or , Let me go and have a good sleep."
Wei Zimo stood in front of him and snorted coldly, "Now Wugong is going back more and more."
Xing Wuyun completely ignored his ridicule, knowing that he would not do anything to himself, and stood trembling from the ground, clutching his chest, and left his bedroom.
Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun being tossed, and the depression in his heart dissipated a lot, then turned around and entered the bedroom.
Tingfeng and Tingyu have prepared washing utensils and sent them in.
"His Royal Highness, the bath soup is ready." Tingfeng replied, standing on one side.
Wei Zimo just responded in a low voice, then stepped into the screen and looked at the bathtub in front of him, which he used for daily use, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Raising his hand, he took off the brocade robe that was already stained with moisture, raised his foot, and sank into the bathtub.
Feng Aotian thought that the two were still fighting, but he didn't expect that when she came back, she had stopped. She flew into the floating dream palace and entered the palace, and heard the news after hearing the screen At the sound of water, a wicked smile evoked at the corner of her mouth, and then she fell into the screen.
Wei Zimo was opening his arms and stretching out comfortably, and saw a figure fall, looking at him with a deep smile, and she happened to see his movements at this time.
He was shocked, and hurriedly folded his hands around his chest, curled up, covering his drowsiness, his cold eyes burst into anger, "You..."
Feng Aotian put his hands around his chest and looked at him, "What is your name? I haven't seen him before. Last night, I was the one who bathed you personally. I haven't seen such a big reaction.
Wei Zimo turned his head away from seeing her, "You go out."
Feng Aotian remained unmoved, stepped forward slowly, and stood in front of him, "Lord, what do you do? Do you want your people to see him go out?"
Wei Zimo bit her lip tightly, wishing to give Feng Aotian a palm. He turned his back to her, "You are rascal."
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and took another step forward, sliding his fingertips across his smooth back, "Master has always been a rascal."
Wei Zimo felt a trace of coolness behind him, turned around and faced her, "I just want to take a good bath, can't you make me feel more comfortable?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "It's just that you take a bath, and I won't disturb you."
Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Wei Zimo kept his chest around his chest, staring at her coldly, and the two of them froze like this.
Feng Aotian looked at him like this, feeling more and more cute, then raised his hand, took him out of the tub, hugged him in his arms, bowed his forehead against his forehead, "The water is cold."
Wei Zimo was startled again, staring at her, "If I catch the cold, I will blame you."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "Don't worry, I will protect your body before the bridal chamber."
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "Who said you want to have a bridal chamber with you?"
Feng Aotian's arm pressed harder, hugged him tighter, lowered her head, looking at his gorgeous face still wearing a veil, she lowered her head and printed his lips across the veil, "Do you want to have a bridal chamber with someone else?"
Wei Zimo looked at her annoyedly, but in just two days, she took him for granted, but he did not have any temper at all. He couldn't help despising himself, looking at her, "You are arrogant."
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "My lord likes to be a mess."
"You..." Wei Zimo struggled to go down.
Feng Aotian didn't let go, "Are you going to get out of the screen naked?"
"What do you want?" Wei Zimo glared at her and asked helplessly. At this moment, he really wanted to do something to her.
Feng Aotian smiled without saying a word, hugged him out of the screen, put him on the bed, and handed him the brocade robe that had already been prepared on one side, "Just wear it."
Wei Zimo hurriedly pulled Jin over, put Jin on his body, looked at her, "Seeing my embarrassed look, are you very happy?"
Feng Aotian stared at him, "Why don't you wear it yet? Is it because you want the master to do it yourself?"
Seeing that she deliberately changed the subject, Wei Zimo let out a cold snort, pulled the brocade robe into the brocade quilt, and wore it slowly.
Feng Aotian leaned on one side and looked at him with a smile. He liked to see Wei Zi's unfamiliar appearance, so that he could see that he was angry instead of the glamorous and noble appearance all day long.
Wei Zimo didn't hesitate to dress, and finally put it on properly, then opened the quilt, walked down, passed her directly, and walked out.
Feng Aotian watched him walk away quickly, followed up with a smile, and the two walked out of the palace to the courtyard.
Wei Zimo stepped out of the bedroom, the anger that Shi Cai finally dissipated, and now, it ignited again, she didn't make herself angry, wouldn't she be uncomfortable?
He suddenly turned around and stared at Feng Aotian, "I don't want to see you now."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and drew the blue silk on his chest, playing with him, "I really want to see you."
Wei Zimo quickly raised his hand, but she waved away the hand wrapped around Qingsi, but Feng Aotian held it in her hand and gently rubbed it.
Wei Zimo was startled, and quickly tried to shake it away, but Feng Aotian was clutching him tightly. He glared at her, "Let go."
"What did you let go of?" Feng Aotian asked nonchalantly.
"You..." Wei Zimo was blocked again, and he immediately raised his foot and kicked her.
Feng Aotian took advantage of the situation, bound his legs with his feet, and with a light movement of his wrist, he fell into her arms, and his lips happened to hit her forehead. He was startled again, and became angry. Shaking her wrists away with internal force, she took a few steps back.
Feng Aotian looked at him fiercely and laughed, "It's really a thorny rose."
Wei Zimo was puzzled by Feng Aotian's description, "What is a rose?"
Feng Aotian raised her eyebrows, thinking as if she had never seen a rose in this world, she smiled and said, "It's a kind of thorny flower."
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, raised his hand, rubbed her painful wrist, and walked out quickly.
Feng Aotian did not chase after him, but flew away from the Floating Dream Palace.
Listening to the rain and listening to the wind naturally saw the admiration of suitable talents. It is really unimaginable that His Royal Highness still has so many expressions. In the past, His Royal Highness only had one expression all day long, that is, cold and frosty, and he didn't like anything. No worries, no surprises, but, Shi Cai, they actually saw His Royal Highness's angry expression.
Wei Zimo was about to step out of the Floating Dream Palace, turned around, and saw that Feng Aotian had long been gone. There was a touch of sadness in his eyes for no reason, then he stepped out of the Floating Dream Palace, raised his eyes, and looked. To Feng Aotian standing outside the palace.
He stopped and looked at her, "As the king of a country, do you have nothing to do all day?"
Feng Aotian stood on the spot, standing with his hands in his hands, "How can you do nothing, now the most important thing is to take you around."
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "I haven't visited the capital before."
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, took a step forward, and lifted the hand that Shi Shi was holding him, and saw that his wrist was already red and swollen. Xu Shi Shi was struggling too hard, and she used a little harder.
She put his wrist on her lips, dropped a light kiss, and shook his hand, "You little temper, you can't follow the master."
Wei Zimo wanted to break free, but feeling the temperature of her palm blending with him, his heart felt warm for no reason. Holding hands like this would be the only one who dares to do this to him.
Feng Aotian looked sideways, watching him not say a word, just looking at her, she curled her lips and smiled, did not speak, but walked slowly on the corridor with his hand. The air in the morning was very good and the wind was peaceful. Ri Li, occasionally blowing cold wind, but it is clear.
Wei Zimo followed her step by step. Looking at the road ahead, it seemed that there was no end. He thought of the palace of the Yuluo Kingdom, and he couldn't go to the end in this way. As a child, he lived very lonely. No one dared to approach him, and no one dared to accompany him so long.
I don't know how long it took, Wei Zimo looked at her, "How long will it take to walk?"
"How long do you want to go?" Feng Ao said something.
Wei Zimo didn't know what she meant, but was silent.
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "If you don't return, then continue walking. If you don't return, then keep walking, just walk like this for a lifetime, how about?"
"A lifetime?" Wei Zimo thought, "How far is that?"
"With the master, you will not be alone." Feng Aotian continued walking forward, whispering.
Wei Zimo was in a trance for a while, could he really walk like this for a lifetime? Why did he feel a heartache?
The huge palace is silent, and two handsome figures can be seen from a distance, drifting away, leaving only two faint backs.
Wuyun Palace, Xing Wuyun was so tired that he couldn't move a finger, and he didn't care about the sweat on his body. He lay directly on the bed and went to sleep with his eyes closed.
In the Emperor's Sleeping Hall, Meteor looked at Father Cat, "How can the Holy Lord not come back."
"It should be the third prince." Father Cat said lightly, looking at the meteor.
"Oh." Meteor deliberately raised his voice in response, "Mrs. Cat, aren't you jealous?"
Grandpa Cat looked at him, "Allergic to jealousy."
Meteor's mouth twitched, "I don't believe it, you are not jealous."
Mr. Cat knows the meaning of Meteor’s words, but even if he is jealous, he knows how to make a difference.
For the whole afternoon, Feng Aotian walked slowly in the palace holding Wei Zimo’s hand. The two of them didn’t say a word again, but were silent tacitly, just so quietly, holding hands, slowly Walking.
When Feng Aotian stood in front of the Floating Dream Palace again, she turned her eyes and looked at him, "Remember, this is your home."
"Home?" Wei Zimo never knew what "home" meant?
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "You and my home."
Wei Zimo looked startled, what is home? What is his and her home?
Feng Aotian released his hand, stepped back, "Go in."
Wei Zimo lowered his head and watched her fingertips pass, and a chill came from his palm, he pressed his lips tightly, raised his steps, and walked in without looking back.
Feng Aotian watched him stepping into the palace, with a small smile on his lips, then turned and walked towards the palace.
When Wei Zimo turned around, he saw her upright back. He curled up his hands slightly, staring blankly on the spot.
Tingfeng and Tingyu looked at each other, then took a step forward and whispered, "Your Highness?"
Wei Zimo calmed his mind slowly, turned around, and stepped into the hall, falling on the soft couch as if collapsed, holding his forehead with one hand and clasping the other.
Tingfeng and Tingyu stood by, and Tingfeng asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, it's time for lunch."
Wei Zimo just responded lightly, "Yes."
Feng Aotian went back to the emperor's bedroom and saw Father Cat preparing lunch and waiting for her.
"Master, are you in a good mood?" Father Cat took a step forward, but asked her softly, holding her in his arms.
Feng Aotian replied slightly, "If you don't make him angry, he will be in a better mood."
"How dare a slave provoke the master to displease?" Father Cat couldn't help laughing in a low voice, and then took her hand, "Master, you should eat less breakfast, and more lunch."
Feng Aotian sat at the table, raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "Sit down too."
"Yes." The cat nodded in response, and then sat beside her.
Meteor knew that today's atmosphere was not right, so he sat on one side cleverly and continued to eat silently.
In the past few days, Feng Aotian has never been to Wei Zimo’s bedroom again, and Wei Zimo will be locked in the bedroom by himself, and he seems to have returned to his previous life, sitting in his free time. Playing the piano with the pavilion.
Xing Wuyun slept all night before regaining his vitality. In the past few days, he would go to Wei Zimo's place every day to make innocuous jokes with him, or to fight between the two.
Until the day of the wedding, when the sky was still dark, Wei Zimo wore a bright red wedding gown, still dressed as a man. His ink hair was in red silk and he was still wearing a red veil. The cinnabar between his eyebrows grew stronger. His brilliance is dazzling, and under the full view of everyone, he is still walking slowly on the red carpet in a calm and luxurious manner...
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Haha, finally the big wedding bird...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!