455 Holy King's Wedding

Luo Wener stood on the high stone platform and looked at the slowly moving color chain.

Those strange place names that she once heard from Qian Yuyi had already passed by with Qian Yumo when she opened the store. Everywhere, I will remember the heroic words he made to her in the mausoleum.

Now, all this belongs to another woman. In addition to feeling that the wind and rain were like a dream, she also seemed to see the person who once stayed in her heart push open the door and go further and further as the convoy approaches...

At this moment, the man in a big red wedding dress is strode out of the house surrounded by everyone.

He is always dressed in a black robe, with the smell of raw iron and a faint smell of sweat, and this bloody spirit, building a god of war who dominates the world. At this moment, this set of big red is so dazzling in the dazzling light, and the tall figure stands so eye-catching in the crowd.

He looked good in red, but the night he "married" himself, he was still dressed in black.

It's just that she disappeared soon, so I didn't see how brilliant he was at the wedding five years ago. However, in those years, he must have been anxious.

No, he is also anxious now. Because she saw that his back was motionless, but when the sedan chair slowly came and turned to the mouth of the alley, he couldn't help walking away, but he was stopped by everyone laughing and told him that he was not in a hurry at this moment.

So, as soon as the sedan chair fell steady, he picked up the bow that had been prepared for a long time.

Luo Wener recognized the bow. In the last battle of Yucheng, he shot down the three most important figures of the enemy with these "Red Moon" arrows.

At this time, three arrows were fired together and nailed to the door of the sedan chair.

However, when she jumped into Luo Wen's eyes, a black figure rushed to the ground and threw her to the ground, and an arrow was sticking on his shoulder...

In the sound of applause, thousands of wings kicked open the door of the sedan chair.

And what she saw was that he kicked open the door of the warehouse, jumped into the sea of fire, and called her name loudly: "Wenwen...Wenwen..."

Laughter suddenly rose and became frustrated in an instant.

Because Qian Yuyi took the bride out, everyone planned to block the demeanor of a cloud saint, but the golden brocade cover covered people tightly, and they were afraid that the wind would blow up and reveal their delicate faces, and they also took the agate pendant.

The Holy King of Heavenly Wing is still a real baby princess.

So those officials who had been lucky enough to see the saint's demeanor at the Fenggong banquet were not to be proud and annoyed with those sighing onlookers how beautiful the bride was and shining all over the world.

Floating in Luo Wen'er's ear was someone's hoarse whisper: "Wenwen, I suddenly changed my mind. On the wedding day, I will hide you directly here so that no one will see you..."

"It's time to go down..."

A whisper suddenly came to my ear, and there was no temperature. Then a more warm figure flashed in front of her and stepped down the steps.

Today's Qianyumo is still a snow coat. Walking into this lively joy, it is very out of place, but extremely dazzling.

She didn't understand why he didn't wear a festive robe. Did she not expect or deliberately added obstacles to a pair of newcomers? Maybe it's just a personal preference, because he, who is rumored to be luxurious, is actually the most comfortable person.

It's just that on such a day, such plainness will inevitably be criticized.

When she left the palace, she wanted to remind him, but since she refused him, he never said a word to her or even looked at her again. Just like now, he walked slowly in front of him, and she followed silently. The two were only three feet apart without any communication. The chill of the snow coat not only separated him from her, but also made the lively autumn night cold.

Maybe this is how they will get along with each other in the future.

It's okay...

She was thinking about what was on her mind and didn't pay attention to the fact that Qian Yumo had stopped. As a result, she bumped into it unpreventionally and immediately leaned back...

But with an arm across her waist, she immediately stood firmly and stood next to a snow-colored figure.

Qian Yumo glanced at her, his eyes were pale, and he quickly turned away.

Her nose was sore and she hurriedly lowered her head.

So she didn't see it. Qian Yuyi hugged the person in her arms and looked at this side. She happened to see the scene just now, and her eyes suddenly sank.

However, there is no size for three days of marriage. Except for the parties, no one knows the mystery between the three. In addition, Qian Yuyi is a double joy, which makes everyone inexplicably excited, so they only surround him, laugh and quickly worship the hall and hurry to the bridal chamber.

Qian Yuyi laughed, hugged people, crossed the brazier, and saddled... with one strength.

Everyone shouted that the Holy King spoiled the princess so much that he couldn't bear to let her suffer a little fatigue.

Thousands of wings laughed.

There are more people laughing. Was it because I was too tired last night, so I can't walk today?

The laughter of thousands of wings is brighter.

Today, it is obviously a glorious day for this general, and Wang Yi, who has always loved to show off, stood upright in the crowd, with only a slight smile.

Finally, someone remembered him, because he was the master of the marriage. Without him, the excitement below could not be carried out.

So Qian Yumo elegantly stepped to the main position.

The candles are shining around, but they can't shine into his elegant and gorgeous eyes, only a snow coat, reflecting the candlelight.

"One worship..."

"General, put people down quickly. There is no substitute for this..."

"Haha..."

"Two worship high hall..."

"The king is the master of marriage and the lord of the country, and he wants to worship the king..."

However, looking at it again, Fang seemed to have just found that the queen did not appear. The only one who came with him was Luo Shangyi on the side of the king. This...

Qianyu's wings did not raise their eyes and open their eyes, but only rushed to the front of them and held their fists symbolically. Wearing a complicated dress, they couldn't wait to hang all the treasures in the world to show off their favor and being spoiled Xia Yubing.

"Fare to each other..."

The crowd began to make a coax again.

"Kiss, kiss..."

"The bridal chamber on the spot..."

"Haha..."

Luo Wen'er attended this time and space wedding for the first time. She never thought that this disturbance was more than modern times. Is it traditional or boundless people?

She didn't know, but she only saw Qian Yuyi suddenly pull off the tedious cover and imprinted it fiercely on the delicate red lips.

"Dear..."

"Dear..."

The crowd was extremely excited.

Luo Wener felt that this could be called the "kiss of the century", because people shouted hoarsely and did not see the two separated.

Qian Yuyi's big palm clung to Xia Yubing's slender waist, as if to embed her in her body.

Some people began to say some intimate words in the crowd, which attracted more laughter and scolding, and then saw that the bride's body was weak, and finally she couldn't stand the fire of the general and crooked in his arms.

Qian Yuyi picked him up and strode to the bridal chamber in a new round of more enthusiastic shouts.

Qian Yumo saw the lingering figures disappear into the door and glanced quietly, but saw that the people around him also looked at the direction they left, with a faint smile on the corners of their lips...

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The 100-day running water banquet can afford, and the guests may not afford it. It's just a show, so the wedding is not over yet... The key is that the general never came out after holding the bride into the bridal chamber. Everyone laughed and said that they would not be able to come out later, and those who planned to make trouble in the bridal chamber. The man almost knocked on the door, but he was never allowed to enter the door. He only heard all the sounds that should belong to the night of the bridal chamber, so some were responsible for listening to the room, and some of them found their own banquets to eat. Luo Wen'er returned to the palace with Qian Yumo.

After a good night's sleep, Luo Wener woke up strangely how she slept so indifferently for so long that she didn't even dream.

As soon as there was a movement on her side, Panyun crept in and bent her knees: "Yanfu Palace sent someone here and said that the shaved ice she made some time ago was very good. The old concubine got angry today and wanted to eat this. Please ask Shang Yi to go there when she had time..."

Recently, the old concubine always looks for her when she has nothing to do. Luo Wener suspects that the old concubine must know something, because those cloudy old eyes look at her meaningfully from time to time. It's just that both of them are pretending to be confused, but they have to say that tacitly is the highest level of being a human being.

Luo Wen'er looked at Pan Yun's regular salute and turned around and went out, with another depression in her heart.

When Panyun transferred to her side, she lost her former aura, and she didn't know whether she was stimulated by the death of Nianqing, or feared the impermanence of life and death in the palace, or knew too many secrets about her, for fear of one day's inexplicable evaporation in the world.

She also tried to reassure the girl, but the two always seemed to be separated. After a long time, she gave up.

Luo Wener looked at Panyun's silent back as if it were a shadow, and looked at the bright sunshine on the ground since she disappeared, and suddenly felt that the days in the palace were really boring.

When Panyun served her to freshen up, she wanted to ask Qian Yumo several times.

Last night, because Qian Yuyi refused to leave the bridal chamber, the group of new young officials became more and more big because they had been together for a long time. As a result, they poured a few cups of Qian Yumo.

She looked aside and tried to stop it several times, but she just clenched her right hand and lowered her head without saying a word.

When he came back, Qian Yumo was obviously drunk, but he just closed his eyes and leaned against the carriage without saying a word.

If it had been in the past, he would have used the opportunity to pester her, but...

Thinking of his silence, Luo Wener swallowed the words in her mouth.

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The afternoon of early autumn was hot, and only the wind was slightly cool and blew head-on.

Luo Wen'er walked on the gravel road to Yanfu Palace, looked up at the clouds that seemed to be still for a while, and gently exhaled.

However, as she lowered her eyes and sighed, she suddenly found that there were more shadows at her feet. Before she could see them clearly, her mouth was covered. In the blink of an eye, he was already in the woods.