Fantasy: Tampering with the script, the supporting role becomes destiny!

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The layout of the entire wedding banquet, the degree of luxury, can be said to be pulled to the extreme.

At this moment.

Tai One Holy Land.

On a fairy mountain, there is a green jade fairy palace.

Inside the Immortal Palace, red silk and satin are lingering, and wherever you look, there is a festive and luxurious red color.

In a boudoir.

An extremely beautiful woman was sitting in front of a bronze mirror.

Her expression was cold, and she couldn't see any emotional changes. Apart from coldness, there was only indifference.

She was wearing a very simple gray dress, which was out of tune with the surrounding red.

"Miss, it's time, I should change your wedding dress for you"

A delicate-looking woman, carefully holding a set of phoenix neon wedding dress, walked behind Ye Fuling, and said with a pleading expression.

The words fall.

Ye Fuling didn't respond, her expression was still extremely cold.

"Miss, you don't know how many people outside envy you."

"The one who married the young lady was the prince of the Chinese Emperor Shenzhou. He is a very big person. If the young lady married, she must be very rich and powerful. You don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life."

"Besides, Miss is married, but she is the most precious person in the entire continent!"

The delicate woman, named Zi Ye, is the young disciple of a certain female elder in the Holy Land of Taiyi.

When talking about that prince, Zi Ye is like a nympho.

Because she heard that the prince is not only handsome and suave, but also very powerful, even able to overwhelm the ancestor!

Who wouldn't like such a man?

But Ziye just didn't understand why Miss Fuling was not satisfied?

Not even a wedding dress.

Ye Fuling looked forward, and saw her own appearance through the bronze mirror.

she froze

Among them, such a scene, she has imagined countless times in her heart

However, the object of her fantasies is her brother Su Han after all.

If she wants to marry, she will only marry her brother Su Han

However, those patriarchs in Taiyi Holy Land told her that her elder brother Han had already died under the crush of the army of phantom demons, and there was no bones left.

Does Ye Fuling believe it?

She doesn't know if she should believe it, but he'll be scared

Afraid of what happened to her elder brother Su Han, and afraid of her master's safety, whether it was just being imprisoned as those ancestors said

Those ancestors threatened her, and if they did not agree to the wedding banquet, they would immediately kill her master

If she agrees, she will release her master on her wedding day.

In her eyes, Master is like a father.

She dare not, she dare not gamble

Even if she agrees to the wedding banquet, she will not wear the wedding dress.

Moreover, she will choose to commit suicide when she gets married

At this moment, the aura in her body has been completely sealed, she can't escape, she can't do anything

The only thing she can do is to commit suicide on the day of her wedding.

"Xiao Yi, thank you"

"But no need"

"It's a good dress"

Ye Fuling tried her best to squeeze out a very bitter smile, because after getting along with her for this period of time, she found that Ziye had a kind heart.

"Miss, you are so beautiful, how can you wear this gray dress!"

"Miss, as long as you put on this phoenix wedding dress, I think you will be the most beautiful fairy in the world!"

Zi Ye's words were not said against her will.

Ye Fuling is the most beautiful woman she has ever seen, countless times more beautiful than the female disciples in the Holy Land of Taiyi.

Ziye's appearance is also stunning, but in front of Ye Fuling, it seems to be overshadowed.

Even a gray dress that is so simple to the extreme is so amazing, Zi Ye really wants to know what kind of demeanor she would be wearing if she was wearing a phoenix neon robe.

"Miss, how about"

"Xiao Ye, thank you, you don't need to persuade me anymore"

Hearing Ye Fuling's extremely calm words, Zi Ye knew that no matter how much she tried to persuade her, she would not change her mind.

"OK then"

"Miss, let me brush your hair."

Zi Ye also sighed, and put the neon clothes aside.

She began to replace Ye Fuling, carefully combing her hair strand by strand.

"Miss, do you have someone you like?"

Ziye is actually a delicate woman, and she is also very intelligent, otherwise she would not have become a disciple of the Holy Land of Taiyi at such a young age.

The words fall.

Ye Fuling's mind instantly flashed the man's back.

The corner of the mouth suddenly raised a smile unconsciously.

"Have"

Ye Fuling said.

In fact, she didn't need to answer, Ziye understood when she saw the smile on the corner of her mouth.

"The person who can make the miss fall in love must be very good."

Zi Ye combed her hair again and again, and asked again and again.

After saying that, Ye Fuling said without the slightest hesitation, "In my world, he is the most perfect person in the world."

The words fall.

Perhaps Zi Ye also has the answer in her heart.

Miss must have taken a fancy to a certain young man who is not outstanding.

Because Ziye has encountered many situations like this.

A saintess from a big family fell in love with a young master with low cultivation, but because of the huge difference in status and strength, they couldn't get together in the end.

Therefore, Zi Ye thought that Ye Fuling was in the same situation.

Because once, when Zi Ye was young, she also fell in love with the son of a small family.

But then it was also because the gap was too large.

That son, after knowing his identity, he retreated automatically

That incident also made Ziye sad for a long time.

Therefore, Ziye understood Ye Fuling's feelings very well at this moment.

After all, the one who married her was the prince with the most precious status in the entire continent, and the one Miss Ye Fuling fell in love with might just be the son of a small family

Moreover, Ziye even felt that the son whom Miss Ye Fuling fell in love with had probably retreated.

"Miss, will the son you admire come to see you off?"

Zi Ye's tone also became sympathetic.

Although she is also envious of Miss Ye Fuling being able to marry into the royal family of Zhongwu Shenzhou, she is also a little girl who has just begun to love, and she also has a little expectation for the love she loves

"He may be dead"

When saying these words, Ye Fuling's voice pierced into mosquitoes and flies.

Listen carefully, and you can even hear a trace of suppressed crying.

Hearing this, Ziye's hand combing her hair suddenly trembled a bit, and then paused.

a time.

She didn't know how to say the next sentence, and there was a trace of sadness in her heart.

For a moment, she felt that Miss Ye Fuling seemed a little pitiful.

The young master he admired has died, and he can only marry someone he doesn't like.

"But I trust him"

"He will definitely come"

Suddenly, even Ye Fuling didn't know why she said such a sentence.

The ancestors of Taiyi Holy Land showed themselves the footage of the Illusory Demon Army's invasion of the Eastern Desolate Territory.

Ye Fuling also knew that under that level of strength, maybe it was Su Han's brother who was close to death.

But she seemed to have always believed unconditionally, even if she couldn't see any glimmer of hope.

but she still looks forward to

"If he doesn't come"

"I'll see him again, too."

Ye Fuling looked at herself in the bronze mirror, showing a bitter smile.

If Brother Su Han really died, he would wear his own wedding dress, commit suicide on the wedding day, and then go to the end of reincarnation to meet Brother Su Han

Ziye tilted her head when she heard Ye Fuling's inexplicable words.

For a while, she didn't understand the meaning of Ye Fuling's words.

"Miss"

"No matter what, Ziye blesses you"

Saying that, Zi Yi looked at Ye Fuling in the bronze mirror, and showed a heartfelt smile.

Because Ziye guessed that the son whom the young lady loves most has already been assassinated by the people of Taiyi Holy Land

But she couldn't bear to say it, so she had to say a word of blessing,

Zi Ye even imagined that if Miss Ruo fell in love with a very powerful man.

Will he step on the seven-colored fairy cloud and descend from the nine heavens on the wedding day to rescue the young lady?

Think here.

Zi Ye quickly shook her head.

Denied his naive thoughts.