This Lord is Too Cruel: 176 Big Wedding

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Master is too cruel, 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. Shu Chiwuyu"

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, 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 lightly stroked the silver hair on his chest, "What you should worry about now is your own body. Father 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 happened in the past few days to Xiaobai Snake. Finally, he said so dry. He chirped the corner of his mouth and said, "Little White Snake, I will see you again in a few days." /

After speaking, he turned around and entered the house.

Feng Aotian is talking with Mu Hanjin to be self-conscious. Inside the house, the lights are bright, reflecting the two people's indifferent faces, but they are 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, "Is it all done?"

"Hmm." 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 Wind Clan.

Mu Hanjin lay on the bed and felt the familiar breath disappear completely. He sighed quietly, "Feng Qing."

"Patriarch, what's the order?" Feng Qing stepped inside and asked with his head down.

Mu Hanjin rubbed her eyebrows tiredly. After all, what he should face is to face, "Are all the nine women ready?"

"Don't worry, the clan owner has been properly arranged." Feng Qing replied in a low voice.

Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Well, what happens every day, the coefficient will be reported."

"Yes." Feng Qingchui answered.

Mu Hanjin waved his hand, "Get down."

"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 can't bear to see the patriarch." Fengqing 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."

"Hmm." 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 the past few days, you should stop running around and be careful of your body."

Feng Aotian waved his hand, "It's okay, I can hold it."

Seeing that she insisted on this, Mr. Mao 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 has come 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."

When the meteor saw Feng Aotian's response, he smiled and pulled the quilt away, covering his body with a sweet smile on his mouth, and soon fell asleep.

Mao 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 accompanied her to bed?

He passed the decoction to Feng Aotian, "Master, drink it while it is hot."

Feng Aotian sat up slightly, took the soup medicine, raised his head to drink, then threw the medicine bowl to the cat father, then lay down, closing his eyes slowly.

The cat father-in-law put the medicine bowl on one side, lightly placed the dragon couch on his side, leaned sideways, with a smile at the corner of his eyes, just watching her quietly, many pictures appeared in his mind, remember to be the first When I saw her the next time, she was still a baby doll made of powdered jade. Unlike other princes, she cried all day long, but opened her dark eyes and stared at him curiously. , His only thought is that in this life, he will do everything he can to protect her well.

Later, he went to practice martial arts in the mountains, and when he returned from school, he stayed by her side. He saw that she was suffering and entangled because of the prince at the time. Later, the emperor died. Once she changed Su Ri's temperament, she 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 She spoiled her unscrupulously, and took the opportunity to let him travel around the rivers and lakes, and let him leave her. Those two years, seemingly after a lifetime, had long been ingrained in his heart for her, and he could not extricate himself. Deeper and deeper, until 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 propped up the entire Feng Country, and her wings have become more plump, but he knew, Her heart is fragile and lonely, and she needs to be cared for.

Feng Aotian suddenly opened her eyes, those cold eyes facing his four, she whispered, "Look, what do you do?"

The 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 must 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?"

The cat's father looked down and looked at her, "How can a slave be willing to leave the Lord? You are the root of a slave. Even if the slave is a grass, how can the 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."

"The slave can't dare." The father-in-law 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 now that he doesn't say anything, 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 is a little confused. This is the first time she feels lost since she was reborn. She is planning every step, calculating every step, and counting everyone in, just for her own selfishness, just for them Can it be impossible to stay by her side well?

She leaned against his arms, took a deep breath, and completely sucked the breath from him into her lungs. She suddenly pressed him into her arms and tore his brocade violently. Lowering her head, biting on his shoulder, with full force, as if to bite off the flesh from his shoulder alive, within a moment, the scent of blood filled her nose, she let go, raised her eyes, and looked at He always smiled like a flower.

She stared at him coldly, her eyes full of harshness, "Are you serious?"

The cat father laughed in a low voice, "Master, what do you want the minion to say?"

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Do you know what is the consequence of not hiding it?"

In spite 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 he decided something, even if she used everything, he wouldn’t say it, but she didn’t like to sit still, she hated everything. Things are beyond her control, and she hates the feeling of separation.

Don't know that Mr. Cat, this is 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 let her look at him. I don’t know how long she took before she retracted her gaze. She just got up on the dragon bed, raised her hand, and sucked her palm She sucked the porcelain bottle on one side into her palm, bowed her head and looked at the blood on her shoulders. She gave him a 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, Lord will catch you back, and then lock you with an iron chain. In this life, you never want to leave Lord's side for half a step."

The cat's father smiled, but the corners of his eyes were shining brightly, and tears flashed faintly. He put his hands around her waist, lowered his head, kissed her neck gently, and responded softly," The minion is waiting for the master."

Feng Aotian didn't speak any more, but just hugging 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.

Feng Aotian curled his mouth, took the soup medicine angrily, raised his head to drink, and got off the dragon bed.

The cat father-in-law was not upset, 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 he just entered the emperor's bedroom, and he saw Feng Aotian's gloomy face, apparently in anger.

He glanced at the father-in-law cat on one side and saw him smiling beside her. He couldn't help but wonder, these days, he rarely sees the emperor being so angry?

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Leng Qianye, raised his hand, and then dragged him into his arms, holding him angrily, "I will see you in a while."

Leng Qianye could feel her cold breath now, but only faintly responded, "Okay."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Breakfast with him."

"Okay." Leng Qianye did not use "yes" but "yes". He understood that when she lost her temper, such a close nod would make her more comfortable than a submissive response. A lot of his temper disappeared.

My father-in-law has asked Si Xi to prepare breakfast and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, breakfast is ready."

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, then got up, and walked to the table. Now she is going to be petty, who said that only they can play petty in front of her, she can't be petty in front of them Up?

The cat father-in-law stood by her side, arranging dishes for her, while Leng Qianye was sitting on her side. Meteor stretched out and walked out with sleepy eyes, but he had washed and changed clothes. Obviously, He was able to do all this in a sleepy state.

When the meteor stepped out of the inner hall, I felt that the atmosphere was wrong today. I raised my 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 away tiptoe. In the past, sitting next to Feng Aotian obediently, without saying a word, instead picking up the dishes and eating breakfast silently.

For unknown reasons, Feng Aotian got up early this morning and felt angry. It was not pleasing to anyone, especially when he saw Mr. Mao, he became even more unhappy.

Perhaps others don't know why she is doing this, but Mr. Cat knows that this is the suffocation before the Kwai Shui came. It seems that they have to be careful these days.

Leng Qianye quietly stopped breakfast, and saw Feng Aotian had gotten up, holding his hand, and walking out.

Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng, and Yi Mu just walked outside the emperor’s bedroom, when they saw Feng Aotian not even looking at them, 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 Shicai seemed to be filled with great anger. Such an expression seemed to make him a little worried when he returned to the palace of the Regent.

The cat father-in-law came out and looked at the three people in front of him, "The emperor has gone to send General Leng, and some of you will come back in the afternoon."

Lan Jingshu looked at the impermanence of the cat's father-in-law, 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.

Plug-in-law 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 Kushui, so he has a bad temper these 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 "Aoxue" flying over, Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye and landed on "Aoxue" with her Within a moment, he left the city gate.

"Master will send you here, be careful on the road." Feng Aotian leaned over, looked at him, and whispered.

Leng Qianye nodded slightly and responded with a smile, "The minister obeys!"

Feng Aotian lifted his neck, gave a light kiss on the corner of his lips, then flew down and lifted his eyes, looking at his beautiful and dusty face, the corner of his mouth smiled faintly, "Go Well, if you don’t go, I can’t bear to let you go."

Leng Qianye listened to her words, he had endured the reluctance, now it is getting stronger, he nodded slightly, held the horse rein, took a deep look at her, and rode away on "Aoxue".

Feng Aotian watched his figure leave, thinking about what happened to 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 Mr. Cat. Even though he was asleep last night, he heard what Mr. Cat said to the Lord clearly.

He put his hands on his chin, staring at him, "Did you upset the Lord?"

"No." Father Cat replied unhurriedly.

Meteor looked suspicious, "Really?"

Pluto Mao gave him the tea cup, "Naturally."

The corner of Meteor’s mouth is ticked, "What happened to the Lord this morning?"

Mao Gonggong smiled deeply, "Don't drink tea yet?"

Meteor knew that Father Cat would not tell him, so he snorted coldly, and took a sip with the tea cup.

Xing Wuyun sat on the cold 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 can't move anymore, or you can kill me immediately. I, 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, stood tremblingly from the ground, clutched his chest, and left his bedroom.

Wei Zimo watched Xing Wuyun being tossed, and the depression in his heart dissipated a lot, then he turned around and entered the bedroom.

Tingfeng and Tingyu have prepared washing utensils and sent them in.

"Your 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, 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 wet with moisture, raised his foot, and sank into the tub.

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 screen behind it. Upon hearing the sound of Suosuo's water, a wicked smile appeared 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 own dagger, his cold eyes shot out anger, "You..."

Feng Aotian put his hands around his chest and looked at him, "What is your name? I haven't seen him before. I was the one who bathed you in person last night. I haven't seen such a big reaction."

Wei Zimo turned his head and did not look at her, "You go out."

Feng Aotian was unmoved, stepped forward slowly, and stood in front of him, "Master, 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, then took a step forward, sliding his fingertips across his smooth back, "Master has always been a rascal."

Wei Zimo felt a trace of coolness sliding 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, "Just take a shower, and I won't disturb you."

When Wei Zimo saw that she had no intention of leaving, he always circled 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 head, forehead against his forehead, "The water is cold. Up."

Wei Zimo was startled again, staring at her, "If I catch the wind and 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 hard, 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 had no temper at all. He couldn't help despising himself, looking at her, "You Hustle and bustle."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Master likes to be stubborn."

"You..." Wei Zimo struggled to go down.

Feng Aotian did not let go, "Are you going to walk 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 silently, holding him out of the screen, placing him on the bed, and handing him a brocade robe that had already been prepared, "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?"

When Wei Zimo saw her deliberately averted the subject, he snorted and pulled the brocade robe into the brocade quilt, slowly wearing it.

Feng Aotian leaned on one side and looked at Wei Zi with a smile. He likes to see Wei Zi's unfamiliar appearance, so that he can see that he is angry instead of the glamorous and noble one all day long. appearance.

Wei Zimo didn't hesitate to wear it, and finally put it on properly, then lifted the quilt, walked down, and walked directly past her.

Feng Aotian watched him walk away quickly, followed with a smile, and the two walked out of the palace and walked to the courtyard.

Wei Zimo stepped out of the bedroom, Shicai's anger finally dissipated, and now, it ignited again. Isn't she uncomfortable not to make her angry?

He suddenly turned around and stared at Feng Aotian, "I don't want to see you now."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and drew up the blue silk on his chest, playing with him, "I really want to see you."

Wei Zimo quickly raised her hand, but she waved her hand wrapped around her, but Feng Aotian held it in her hand and rubbed it gently.

Wei Zimo was taken aback, and quickly tried to shake it away, but Feng Aotian was clutching him tightly. He stared at her, "Let go."

"What do you let go of?" Feng Aotian asked casually.

"You..." Wei Zimo was blocked again, and immediately raised his foot and kicked her.

Feng Aotian took advantage of the situation, tied 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, and he was startled again. , Became angry, shook her wrists away with internal force, and 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 gave a cold snort, raised his hand, rubbed her painful wrist, and walked out quickly.

Feng Aotian did not chase 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. It was cold and frosty. They are not happy or worried, but they are not surprised, but, Shi Cai, they actually saw the angry expression of His Royal Highness.

Wei Zimo was about to step out of the Floating Dream Palace, turned around, and saw that Feng Aotian had already disappeared. There was a touch of sadness in his eyes for no reason, then he stepped out of the Floating Dream Palace and raised his eyes. , I saw 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 behind him, "How can I have nothing to do? 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 smile, 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 it a little harder.

She put his wrist on her lips, dropped a light kiss gently, and held 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 warmed for no reason, holding hands like this, I am afraid that only she would dare to do this to him.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at him without saying a word, just looking at her, she curled her lips and smiled, did not speak, just holding his hand slowly walking on the corridor, the morning air is excellent , The wind is beautiful and sunny, occasionally blowing the cold wind, but it is clear.

Wei Zimo followed her step by step. Looking at the road ahead, there seemed to be no end. He thought of the palace of the Yuluo Kingdom, and he couldn't go to the end like this. He used to be a child. 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.

Why did Wei Zimo 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?"

"All my life?" Wei Zimo thought, "How far is it?"

"You will not be alone with your master." Feng Aotian continued walking forward, whispering.

Wei Zimo was in a trance for a while, can he really walk like this for a lifetime? Why did he feel a heartache?

The huge palace is silent, and two beautiful 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 even move a finger. He didn't care about the sweat on his body, so he lay directly on the bed and went to sleep with his eyes closed.

In the Emperor's Sleeping Hall, Meteor looked at Mrs. Mao, "How can the Holy Lord not come back yet."

"It should be the third prince." Father Cat said lightly while looking at the meteor.

"Oh." Meteor deliberately raised his voice in response, "Mao Mao, aren't you jealous?"

The cat's father-in-law looked at him, "The jealousy is allergic."

Meteor's mouth twitched, "I don't believe it, you are not jealous."

Pluto Mao knows the meaning of Meteor’s words, but even if he is jealous, he knows how to score.

For the whole afternoon, Feng Aotian walked slowly inside 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. Walk slowly.

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 knows what "home" means?

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "You and my home."

Wei Zimo stared blankly, what is home? What is his and her home?

Feng Aotian released his hand and 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 mouth, 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.

Ting Feng and Ting Yu 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 prostration, holding his forehead with one hand and clasping the other.

Tingfeng and Tingyu stood aside, listening to the wind whispered, "Your Highness, it's time for lunch."

Wei Zimo just responded lightly, "Yes."

Since Feng Aotian walked back to the Imperial Palace, he saw Father Cat preparing lunch and waiting for her.

"Master, are you in a good mood?" Father Cat took a step forward, but he held her in his arms and asked softly.

Feng Aotian responded slightly, "If you don't make him angry, he will be in a better mood."

"How dare a slave make the master unhappy." Father Cat couldn't help laughing in a low voice, and then took her hand, "Master, you should eat less for breakfast, and more for lunch." /

Feng Aotian sat at the table, raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "Sit down too."

"Yes." Father Cat nodded in response, and then sat beside her.

Meteor knew that the atmosphere today was not right, so he sat on one side wisely 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, can’t leave the bedroom, seems to have returned to his previous life state, he is free When I sit and play the piano in 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 still wore a red veil between his brows. His cinnabar became more and more dazzling, in full view, he still walked slowly on the red carpet with calm and luxurious steps...

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